Volume I: Unholy

Chapter 2 Almsgiving_Su Hui

The blazing sunlight penetrated through the layers of atmosphere, baking the Black Flame Empire region in the central part of the spiritual realm.

The Black Flame Country, a country dominated by pure black people. Its geographical location is in the central equatorial Africa of the spherical planet of the spirit world.

Africa, bathed in blazing sunshine all year round, has an average daily temperature of 37°C. In this already hot July summer, the temperature can reach 40°C in the hot part of the equator at noon.

In this Africa, in this blazing heat, a group of people with dark black bodies have long been accustomed to it.

The daily average is 37°C, which is undoubtedly a blazing temperature that ordinary people can hardly bear, but it is not unbearable for the people of Heiyan who have lived in this area for generations.

Under the blazing sun, in the city where high-rise buildings have already been built, the people of the Black Flame country who are all black and dark are walking briskly on the street.

Even if he has already adapted to it, but no one from the Black Flame Country is willing to walk in the sun at noon, so it is a serious matter to hurry home or find a cool place to stay.

There are many high-rise buildings, although in the arrangement of economy and culture, various technical fields, etc., the Black Flame Country is indeed ranked at the bottom of other great powers. But as the capital city of Heiyan country, it is 'Yanpucheng'.

Whether it is all kinds of basic transportation construction, or daily people's entertainment, consumption and other construction plans, the Black Flame Country is still imitative, at least in terms of momentum, it will not lose to other big countries.

In the middle of the bustling city, the tallest building rises more than 200 meters from the ground.

Inside, a boxed lunch is quietly placed on the table, and a swarthy middle-aged man next to him is struggling to write and correct.

This person is none other than the leader of the Black Flame Country, Kasa

The air conditioner on the wall was slowly discharged, and at the moment when most of the people of the Black Flame Country had already rested from work at noon in this bustling capital city, the leader of the Black Flame Country was still busy.

Doodoo ......

"Hey, Your Excellency President Casa, the meteorite, the institute has already researched it, this is indeed just an ordinary meteorite, except for the meteorite itself, the atomic arrangement structure is dense and hard enough, it does not have much value......" On the other end of the phone, a white-coated research institute director trembled and held his mobile phone, trying to tell the results of the past few days as smoothly and concisely as possible.

"Well, thank you guys!" Casa's swarthy hand picked up the phone, and the middle-aged man who listened quietly bowed his head in approval.

Faced with the culprit who almost made him flip the table a few days ago, now he is calmly listening to the report of his subordinates at this moment.

It's really not that the leader of his Tang Tang Heiyan Country can't hold his breath, it's not that he doesn't have enough self-cultivation, it's really so angry that he can't help it!

Gas!!

After Kasa officially became the president of the Black Flame Country, what he thought day and night was to try to make his country, which was already too far behind, develop slowly, and he didn't dare to force it to rise immediately, nor did he want to compete with those superpowers.

He just sincerely hoped that with the efforts of himself and his compatriots, the country could slowly develop, and set up a stall to think that it was poor. He really didn't dare to ask too much, he just hoped that he wouldn't lag behind other countries too much.

In fact, during his five-year tenure, under the guidance of new policies, the Black Flame Country has indeed advanced slowly from the beginning, and now five years later, it is a gradual and rapid development and rise, and he does play an undeniable huge role.

However, just a few days ago, when he looked with great satisfaction at the space beyond the sky of his own country, and also had his own space station, a hammer that he didn't know where it came from blinded him......

A whole constellation of satellites of the Black Flame series!

In an instant, it was shattered and gone!

I don't know what's going on, so there's nothing left!

Even other ordinary cruising satellites have been greatly affected.

Great losses!!

The Black Flame series, which has been built for three years, was suddenly smashed by a group of meteorites when it had begun to prepare for the joint integration and construction of the space station satellite group!!

The moment he received the news, he almost fainted alive!

Three whole years! The country has invested tens of billions of dollars in the Black Flame series of satellite groups, and it has been destroyed!!

He really wanted to take a kitchen knife and ask if God had made this unfunny 'joke'!

There may be a way to avoid man-made disasters, but for this meteorite disaster, in the end, I can only reluctantly accept it, and all the losses can only be swallowed by gritting my teeth and swallowing in my stomach.

As for the fragmented satellite fragments that have long been of no value in recovery after the disaster, he probably already knows about the culprit 'black meteorite' situation, after taking some of the debris out of space through other powers, he probably already knows how long it has not taken further action.

Rescue?

Although he was also saddened by the people who were killed, he also knew that it was boring.

Rescue?

Scold...

Everyone knew in their hearts that it was nothing more than an excuse to intervene in the investigation, but this meteorite was of no value, otherwise the Black Yan Kingdom would send a satellite to take samples and study it the next day.

Opening the lunch box, Kasa put aside the rice spoon and chopsticks, and reached out to grab a handful of fragrant rice that still had residual warmth.

Although he is now the head of a country, he must pay attention to his daily actions without losing etiquette and disgrace the country. But in the current office where there are no outsiders, Casa is still used to eating in his hometown.

"It smells so good!"

Casa relaxes a little at noon and savours the food of the past.

Outside the office door, the black bodyguard who was waiting quietly, after listening to the sound of dining finally coming from the room, the black face that had always remained serious also relaxed a little.

Perhaps this scene appears on the big screen of the Internet, and it will definitely cause a tsunami of public opinion.

After all, one moment he was still grieving for the victims, and the next moment he was eating his own food and tasting the behavior of the aftermath.

In the eyes of the vast majority of the capital, it must be ironic, and it is a move without conscience.

But what else can Kasa do as the head of state? Suicide as a sign of grief? Or a three-day hunger strike without eating?

Is this the only way to grieve for the deceased?

The dead have become memories of the past, and the living still need to live.

Life still has to be passed.

Although everyone sits in a different position, everyone is the same as a human being, and they can't escape their usual daily life.

An ordinary person looked at the mobile phone webpage and expressed sympathy for the unfortunate death that had occurred, and while eating as usual, he said it was delicious. Maybe the people around will say a few hypocritical words when they see it, but what a head of state can do is probably an irresponsible event.

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Puff puff......

In the small kitchen, where the walls have long been yellowed, the heat is blowing.

On the gas stove, the boiling hot steam is constantly tumbling under the light blue coal fire, steaming and rising from under the old pale red steamer cage, constantly impacting the faint and faded old cage cover.

"Puff ......" steaming, a pair of delicate white hands have already unscrewed the gas switch, holding an old light powder dishcloth, gently covering the hot steamer lid, and taking it away.

"Became ......"

The steaming white steam, which had lost the suppression of the cage cover, came out in an instant, filling the small and simple kitchen.

In the hazy mist, the transparent lenses were also smoked with a little mist, and a pair of autumn eyes blinked under the glasses, ordinary facial features, and only a pair of eyes that looked like they had been through the Songhai Sea were slightly smart.

The girl looked at the steamed buns she had made in the steamer, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly and smiled.

The innocent fingers skillfully picked up the tongs, picked up the buns one by one, put them into the small white lunch box on the gas stove, and then put the millet porridge boiling on the gas into a food box.

Unwrapping the slightly larger pink kitchen scarf reveals a normal high school uniform.

Blue and white, a long white school uniform is embroidered with a small conspicuous green tree.

The green trunk is tinily engraved with the word 'Su Hui'. There is also a series of numeric codes underneath.

Dressed in white, with blue sleeves, and wearing long navy blue school pants.

On the simple and traditional school uniform, only the green badge shows a little extraordinary.

Ordinary maidens, simple kitchen, simple food.

Su Hui carried the packed food box, walked out of the kitchen, walked through the living room with only a few old tables and chairs, leaned against the wall and looked in the mirror, and quietly looked at the other self in the mirror, with a small nose bridge hanging flat, thin lips, and a slight smile.

Neither likable nor disgusting.

The black hair tie tied up the long black hair, took off the black backpack hanging on the wall, gently opened and closed the iron door, and went downstairs.

Under the dark blue school skirt, the slightly longer legs wore yellowed white cloth shoes, and quickly shuttled between the concrete steps.

"Is it from the countryside again......" went downstairs with the food box, and just after checking the door card, Su Hui saw a figure shrunk at the foot of the wall outside the building.

The thin lips couldn't bear to move, the white teeth bit the lower lip slightly, and finally took out a steaming bun in the food box with his white hand.

"Ahh Pine... Let go ......"

Su Hui, who was originally holding the hot bun and slowly approached the corridor, ready to put it next to that body, and then turned to leave.

Just approached, and when he reached out to quietly put the bun in the corner, the body squatting in the corner of the wall, a thin hand suddenly stretched out and grabbed it tightly.

After a night of heavy rain, I ran all the way to the floor of the nearest corridor for a few minutes with the rain, and after finding a corridor that could shelter from the wind and rain, the thin body that was already wet gradually became tired in the cold, and fell asleep with my eyes closed.

Opening his narrow eyes again, listening to the shrill screams, the black and gray pupils gradually looked at what could be seen in the field of vision.

The falling buns were stained with the residual moisture seeping through the rainwater outside the corridor on the concrete wetland, and the remaining warm air was steaming.

“……”

The blue-dyed black and gray eyes looked at the girl in front of her struggling with her slightly thinner arm, and understood the general situation, under the long black hair that was scattered, her narrow eyes were closed, and her thin right hand also let go of the white hand that was still struggling.

……

“……”

As soon as Su Hui's little hand broke free, she immediately turned around and ran with the lunch box without stopping.

"Hurt ......"

A well-intentioned act of mercy, but in exchange for a fright.

Su Hui, who was startled, hurriedly ran out of a hundred meters before stopping, pushed her glasses, and touched her wrist with palpitations, which was still a little painful.

Turning his head slightly, he glanced at the figure that was still cowering in the corner and motionless.

“……”

Looking back at the bun that fell on the ground, Su Hui's pale little face still had a trace of fright, and finally sighed slightly, turned around again, stepped away from her long legs, and walked away with the lunch box.

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“……”

In the corner under the building, under the cover of the cloak, the narrow eyes kept looking at the figure that walked away.

The chapped and pale lips opened their mouths slightly, and the dry white marks were pulling, and a faint bloodshot between the lips and teeth gradually dissolved.

A faint smell of blood spread in his mouth, and an inaudible snort slowly came from the thin body in the corner.

'Buns? ’

Aizen looked at the bun on the ground, and his thin and yellow hand slowly reached out and picked it up.

The faint warm breath on the bun swirled between the thin palms.

The black and gray narrow eyes looked at the dust and water stains on the bun, stretched out another dry and thin hand to wipe it, and put it in his mouth.

The corners of the mouth are faintly bloody, the wet and absorbent cold wrap skin, and the warm cabbage sum......

Although messy, these different flavors flipped in the mouth and were swallowed.

It was the first hot bite in three days.

"Haven't you returned yet......" The three of them finished eating the buns. The young man who was shrinking in this corner, the thin hand holding the bun, wiped it on his clothes casually, and after touching his forehead, which was still slightly hot, his withered and thin face was slightly hot.

The black and gray eyes looked out at the wet streets outside the street where the rain had stopped after a night's sleep.

The thin body slowly stood up against the wall, and after moving his somewhat paralyzed legs, he pulled the clothes that were already dry.

Walking out of the corner of the corridor, Aizen looked at the wall of the tower, the water that kept dripping, untied the cloth bag, took out the only water bottle, and took a bottle of water rooftop water that had accumulated on the roof of the building after the rain yesterday. Wait slightly for precipitation and drink.

Narrow glasses looked at the towering building in the city, confirmed the general direction, and then turned and walked away.

Tick Tick! ……

On the road after the rain, cars and a thin figure on the road crossed shoulders.

Blue dye, a single figure walking on the cement road, with his back to the building in the center of the city, walked farther and farther, relying on his thin feet to leave step by step.

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