"Maus, the bread from the workshop has been delivered, do you want to take a look? Obotov walked into the room and saw Shura and Betty on the bed, with a puzzled look on their faces.

"They're too tired and they're resting, so let the people from the workshop bring bread here. Mauss didn't explain much about it.

"Okay. Obotov nodded, glancing at the unconscious Busso before leaving.

The bread was delivered by a hand-powered wagon, and it took a lot of time to get from outside the manor to Maus's residence, and the road was not easy to walk because of the ruins.

They had to clean up along the way, and they had to need the help of the poor people who were working, and even then they exhausted several of the workshop's attendants.

"Mr. Maus, the bread has arrived, would you like to count it? ”

The leading attendant was out of breath, his face flushed, and he said breathlessly.

"No, you can go back first. ”

"Okay, then let's not bother Mr. Maus. ”

After the attendants left, Obotov opened the wagon and couldn't help but smile and said: "Did Maus prepare our portions, these black breads look pretty good, I haven't eaten them for a long time." ”

"Of course, Brother Aobo, your bread is not black bread, but toast, the best bread in the workshop. Mauss stepped forward and took one out of the car.

"Haha, Mashes doesn't actually have to prepare it for us, you know, those guys don't like this. Obotov took the toast and spoke earnestly.

"I understand, but it's part of my mind, I'll prepare some drinks tomorrow and deal with it tonight. Mauss said with a smile.

"Then I thank you for the city guards. ”

Obotov patted the other man on the shoulder, he looked at the sky and continued: "It's getting dark, you can make a fire, and the guys in the transport team are probably in a hurry to go home." ”

"Yes, the day has passed, and the wind has risen. ”

Busy with the city guards, huge bonfires burned in the ruins, illuminating the place and bringing warmth when darkness came.

There was a smile on the tired faces of the poor people, who just wanted to sit down and rest and enjoy the food they had earned in their labor.

"Does Mom have bread to eat? ”

"Brother, I'm hungry. ”

The adults, with their children, walked honestly towards the side of the residence under the instructions of the city guards.

Mauss had already moved the table and chairs out of the house, and he had decided to carry out the distribution of bread himself, which surprised Obotov that such a matter could be left to himself.

"Mus, you don't have to do this, believe me, I can do it. ”

"No, Brother Aobo, you misunderstood, I just want them to remember my face firmly. ”

"I see. ”

Obotov looked at Maus, smiled, nodded slightly, and then sat down next to him.

"It's all lined up, don't make any noise, or I'll make him look good. ”

Under the maintenance of order by the city guards, the poor people formed a long line, and they were slowly walking towards the pasture.

The first to receive bread was a young man, whose dirty face could be seen by the light of the fire, his ordinary appearance, his clothes were tattered, and his hands were covered with scars, and it was evident that he was working hard.

Beside him was an old lady with cloudy eyes, who was already very old, and her legs trembled when she stood, she was probably the mother of the young man, and there was no need for Mu Si to know these things.

"She didn't have to work because she wasn't on the people I needed, and I didn't like that. "Maus's eyesight was good, and at a glance he could see the signs of the old lady's work.

"Sir, you are a good man, willing to give my son bread, and I am willing to work for you. ”

Amazingly, this sentence came out of the old lady's mouth, which made the young man on the side a little uneasy, worried that it would anger Maus.

"Thanks, I'm not a good person, and even if you work, you'll only get a piece of brown bread. Maus smiled, and then gave the young man food.

"Thank you, sir. ”

The young man nervously thanked him and hurriedly pulled his mother away, and there were still many people behind him who needed bread.

"Wait!"

Suddenly, Mauss stopped them, took a toast, broke it gently, and handed half of it to the youth.

"Needless to say, the black bread is too hard, remember to work hard for me, the well in the manor has not been destroyed, and if you want to drink water, you can find a way to get it. ”

"Thanks, thanks, great, people. A slightly choked voice was spoken in response to Maus.

The first person to work received the bread, which was the best beginning, but for some reason, the expressions of the city guards around him changed, and there was something called respect in the eyes that looked at Maus.

The poor are receiving bread in an orderly manner, most of them alone, and their loved ones may have died or been abandoned by the cruel reality.

The cold wind of the night blew over the Rio manor, and the campfires shook incessantly, and even then they could not take away their warmth, and those people sat next to the campfire, eating bread, and occasionally whispering something, and at this moment they knew what it meant to be satisfied.

"Thank you, sir. ”

The sallow-faced woman received not black bread, but toast, and her belly bulged slightly, maybe the damn father didn't even know that he was going to be a father, those people were just trying to satisfy his own desires.

Mauss looked at the child beside the woman, a boy with a slight slope, about the same age as himself, and a younger sister with messy hair, who looked like she had been frightened and looked nervous.

How the mother and son were chosen, Maus wanted to know if they could really do their jobs well.

"Mus, I swear I'll never do it again. ”

Obotov said helplessly, even a grumpy person like him couldn't stand it anymore.

"So, the weak can't survive in this world, there is no reason, this is the reality, Big Brother Aobo I actually hate to see such a picture. ”

"I'm too young and sometimes soft-hearted, but I swear I'm just a mean person who does everything for myself and survives. ”

The desolation seen in the manor is only a microcosm of the city of Nonka, and even the city lord cannot maintain it fairly, not to mention that there is a wider Valan continent outside the city walls.

Some people are destined to not survive, they can't rely on anyone, not even the gods can shelter them, they can only redeem themselves.

"Great, bread to eat. ”

Tie Shan walked over with his younger siblings, a look of hesitation appeared on his face, he knew very well that his younger siblings had worked hard this afternoon, but one black loaf of bread was too little.

"This kid is very good, I think in times of stability, he can become a powerful swordsman. "Obotov admired Iron Mountain and gave a super high evaluation.

Hearing his words, Maus smiled and his gaze fell on Iron Mountain.