This book is not in the first person, but only once in a while, not very often.

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I'm Edward, I'm thirteen years old, and it doesn't matter what my name used to be, all I have to worry about now is whether I can escape from this hellish place.

I'm ashamed to say that, as a traverser, I still haven't figured out where my golden thighs are.

I distinctly remember that it was the Pisces necklace around my neck that protected me during my unbearable destruction, but it was clear that I was still dead......

It's such a sad story, and I don't even have the conditions to talk to someone, how can I talk nonsense about this kind of thing?

The Pisces necklace around my neck is gone, but I still like to believe that it melted into my body the last time I died, and when I was in danger, it came out with a ding.

If the necklace is still talking, I will definitely squeak it with blood, I think since this kind of thing has happened, then the blood test, oh, no, it should be a blood drop to recognize the Lord This kind of thing is also logical and reasonable.

If squeaking its bloody face doesn't wake it up, I'm going to throw it into the dung pit to vent my anger.

Maybe I left it in the dirtiest filth place on the continent, and it's said that I found it there.

Sadly, I was discovered with a group of acquisitions from a family called Cullen, and I was discovered by a magical family of Dianan, and unfortunately, the two families were not good friends, so I was taken prisoner and stuffed directly into the "cargo" of the Dianan family.

Actually, it's all come to this point, I really don't feel funny at all, but I don't know why, I want to cry now, all I can say and show is her mother's positive energy.

I definitely don't admit that it's because I "said in my heart no, no, but my body is still very honest"!

Speaking of hell, there are really ghosts in this hellish place, or a large number of low-level ghosts, and every time I see this group of ghosts coming over after our goods are dropped, I always feel a little weird.

I don't admit that it's because those ghosts look down on me and feel uncomfortable, and these dead things only look for those gifted teenagers and girls to set relationships.

According to the girl on my upper bunk, these dead things are former students who have become ghosts when they die for various reasons.

Not every dead person can become a ghost, and becoming a ghost depends on 99% luck and 1% external factors!

Of course, I want to express this: this is not something to envy

The girl who slept on my top bunk was a very talented girl, and according to my observations, forget it, or leave it at that.

In fact, I haven't despaired of this world, no matter whether the people around me are praised or sprayed, it has nothing to do with me, I can always look at these things calmly.

In addition, I always feel that people who talk a lot die quickly, so my words are always very rare, very little......

If there is a legendary protagonist in this underground square, I will definitely hug each other's thighs and ask for a cover, like me, it is better to honestly follow the protagonist once, and then honestly find a place to retire.

But......

Actually, I really don't want to say "but, but", because this word always gives me a feeling of neurosis, and it always means "but" to deny myself.

So I decided that in the future, whether it is but but but, I will try not to use it, people like me should not leave people in suspense, then they will die quickly.

I've always had a feeling that someone like me can live a long, long time.

But I don't think it's a cause for good luck......

Alas, it's useless again, when I say the above sentence, I feel bad, and I have set a tragic flag for my whole life, just like saying "After this war is over, I will go back to my hometown to get married", I want to cry at this time.

"Edward, you're smiling again. ”

The girl who slept on my top bunk looked down again, and I didn't have the heart to pay attention to this little girl now, and I was worried about it.

If it is said that tragedy is tragedy, then there is still a use for crossing by yourself.

I feel that I can still have a good time in my life, and generally low-key people like me are the ones who have been the longest, maybe one day the people above will die, and I will just walk out......

In fact, I am still very pursued, and I also hope to have a pen, but I am naturally popular, but no one is against me.

Alas, such a life is really boring......

It's a long night, so let's sleep!

The little girl looked at Edward, who covered his head with a blanket, pouted and continued to read.

The place where the two of them were not in a separate room, but a square, in which hundreds of bunk beds were evenly placed, the first floor was a teenager, the second floor was a girl, and around the square stood the guards of the Dianan family.

These teenagers and girls are the goods of the Dianan family, and they are the goods purchased by the Dianan family through formal channels, and these teenagers and girls were sold to the Dianan family by their parents.

Within the Dianan family, these people will be obliged to learn the basics, and those who are too poor in grades and have no magical talent will be assigned to work in some lowly positions, and those who perform well will become the thugs and senior thugs of the Dianan family, and if they are lucky, they can also hold some positions, anyway, they are better than starving to death in a small mountain village.

There is no work to eat, drink and no dangerous work, the only thing to do is to exercise your magic and spell release and comprehension skills.

The little girl didn't understand why Edward was always thinking about things outside, there was food and drink here, what freedom did he want?

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The first part is somewhat depressing, and the protagonist is like a ship in a storm, controlled and swayed by various powerful forces.

From chapter forty-five onwards, the protagonist gradually has his own self and gradually moves towards the strong.