Chapter 275: A Person's Life
Many years later, before the moon hung high above the Milky Way, one summer night, the people who lived in Rappler recalled the earth-shattering explosion. Countless people fell into silence and shock www.biquge.info pen ~ fun ~ pavilion, because the tower that seemed to be connected to the bright starry sky collapsed with an earth-shattering explosion.
The [Delicious Paradise] Tower, once the pride of the aristocracy, was destroyed and turned into ruins.
Thinking of the big incident that happened last night, he sighed helplessly when he looked at the man in front of him who was smashed into ruins by a boulder, and the ruins in front of him were the man's livelihood for eating, and he was the owner of a grocery store.
Because it is located in the bustling business district near [Delicious Paradise], needless to say, he can only afford to borrow money from the east and west, although the daily income is not as good as the cake shop next door, but thanks to the abundant flow of people here, he is more or less stained with a little light, and he can only earn more every day, which is actually not bad.
It's a pity that now it has become such a tragic situation, his source of income can be said to be completely ruined, and his future life will return to the starting point, thinking about it, the middle-aged man can't help but sigh, he just wants to make money and live a small life, there is really no requirement.
"Well, isn't this Uncle Peter? Good morning. A spirited greeting came from the girl's mouth.
She is still so energetic today, should I say that she has one less tendon, or is she a big fool in the first place, the man withdrew his eyes from the girl, and couldn't help but sigh.
The girl is the daughter of the owner of the cake shop next door, is an excellent waiter, and is also the person who inherited the cake shop's unique cake baking skills.........
"It's good that you're big, your shop has been smashed, and you're so happy. Uncle Peter looked at her helplessly.
The girl pursed her lips disapprovingly and said, "What's the big deal, isn't it okay if people are fine?" β
Uncle Peter exhaled as if giving up, stretched out his hand, flicked the girl's head, and said hatefully, "It's good that people are okay, but the store we run is gone, and that's the point, Betella." β
Peter looked back at the ruins in front of him, "Alas, my belongings are gone, and I am going to start all over again." β
Perhaps in the mood of comforting Peter, the girl Betla said cheerfully beside her, "Don't be sad, Uncle Peter, my family will take good care of you, three meals a day can still be guaranteed, don't worry." β
Peter's face twitched, he felt like he was being ridiculed, he had no grocery store, but he still had ............ to make ends meet Well, since everyone has invited him, he can't refuse them.
Peter's daily money would go to the tavern where adventurers gathered, and why he went to this place, no one knows the real purpose, only he knows.
Seriously, he ran out of money yesterday and hasn't eaten breakfast today.
"I'll leave it to you for the rest of my life, Betella! Uncle really didn't hurt you in vain. Peter patted Betla on the shoulder.
"Please, what?" asked a question mark in Betella's head.
Peter laughed and said, "Oh, don't be stupid, isn't that what you promised me three meals a day, you kid is really not honest." β
"Well, yes, I don't think I said it, I'm sorry, Uncle Peter, my mother told me to go buy something, I won't talk to you, I'll go first." With that, the maiden Betla fled like the wind, leaving only the dust raised by the running and her figure drifting away.
Peter was dumbfounded, "That, Betla, don't play like this, you promised me." β
β...... That's right, I'm a middle-aged adult, how can I rely on other people's charity for food, I wasn't such a person at the beginning. Peter shook his head with a wry smile and patted his face vigorously, "Yes, you have to work hard!"
"That's right, the first thing you should look for in the ruins is to find out if there are any items that have survived, maybe the breakfast money will be on them, please, don't destroy them all!" Peter said pleadingly, looking at the ruins in front of him.
"He~gotta~ uncle!"
Peter, who had not yet walked a few steps, stopped and looked in the direction the maiden Betla had left, and the voice of the cry came from that side.
The girl Betla stood not far away and looked at Peter, as if she was about to say something, but Peter didn't care what she was going to say, and said impatiently, "What's the matter?"
Betla showed a lively smile full of what her age should have, and shouted in the shape of a trumpet, "Thank you last night!!Uncle Peter!!"
What happened last night?ah, come to think of it, didn't you just remind you of the next door competitor when those rocks fell, it's not a big deal, everyone will do it.
However, the feeling of being thanked is really happy, especially the child's smile, how to say, I am really grateful, uncle, my motivation seems to be back.
Peter looked at her with a look that she couldn't help it, afraid that he would laugh and she wouldn't hear it, so he deliberately replied loudly, "Thank you!
In the end, the figure of the girl disappeared into the street, and for some reason, Peter felt that his mood was inexplicably exaggerated, and he was afraid that it was not the child's personality that infected him.
Peter scratched his messy hair with a wry smile, "Really, I'm so energetic early in the morning, it seems that I'm hopeless, let's start by moving things." β
Peter didn't hate this feeling.
It's been almost thirty-six years since he came into this world, and Peter is familiar with this world, so since it's a second life, why not make good use of it.
He also had a different idea from himself at first, he thought that he was the brave man of this world, the savior, the protagonist, and he would definitely do a lot in the future, there were countless harems, and he had the same golden finger as the protagonist of most novels, but later, he realized that it was just a novel, and he was just an NPC in this world at best.
At the age of six, he was judged by a magician to have no magical powers, and he was an ordinary person. That is, he did not become an adventurer, or the talent that a magician should have in various professions, and did not even meet the minimum requirements.
Even so, Peter still did not give up, he was still naΓ―ve about the illusion that his golden finger would appear one day, allowing himself to stage a great heroic story in this magnificent world.
It wasn't until later that he realized that it was just his fantasy, his consolation to himself.