"His name is Bailu, and he is my child, and he lives here with me, Mr. Gangan knows." Jasmine came out of the bathroom next to her, her hands wet and her apron with water stains, as if she was doing laundry.

"Sister-in-law." Xiu greeted Jasmine.

Jasmine shuddered, blushed slightly, lowered her head, and twisted the corners of her apron with both hands, "No...... That's not what I call ......."

Xiu Ran nodded, "You can get busy first." He sat down at the table.

Jasmine turned around and continued to wash clothes, Bailu glanced at Xiu, then at his mother, and wanted to go to the kitchen to eat with a bowl.

"No, just here." Xiu smiled kindly at the little boy.

"Thank you, uncle." Bailu whispered.

Xiu glanced at the breakfast, it was potato fried rice, and he also poured meat foam soup on it, while Bailu's share was simply potato fried rice.

"How old are you?" Xiu asked while eating.

"I'm eleven years old." Bailu secretly glanced at Xiu's breakfast and ate his own more.

"Did you go to school?"

"Yes, I go there every afternoon, our classroom is in Nanshui Park, and people in the neighborhood go there."

Going to school here does not mean going to a federal primary school, but that there are people in each region who organize their own teaching.

It's very simple, it's just to teach you to read.

No way, not all children can attend federal schools, although nominally open to everyone, the tuition fee of 40,000 kroner a year is not affordable for everyone.

Moreover, the cost of the school is not low, and the salary of ordinary people is only about two kilograms a month, and they cannot afford to go to school at all.

As soon as he heard that the classroom was in Nanshui Park, Xiu understood.

"Do you know where Brother Gangan has gone?"

Bai Lu thought for a moment, "Uncle Gangan seems to be saying that he wants to go out to apply for documents. ”

Xiu glanced at the clock, eight and seven, "Then I want to go out for a walk later, can you help me lead the way?" ”

"But I still have to go to work at half past eight......" Bailu was a little entangled, and his little face was twisted together.

"You're so small, what kind of work?" Xiu raised an eyebrow.

"Also...... It's not too small, and I want to help my mom do something...... I work as a newsboy at a newspaper. Bailu seemed a little embarrassed.

"Then you've grown into a man." Xiu stood up and touched Bailu's head.

"I'm full, don't waste food, you can eat the rest." He had only eaten half of it, and the half of the soup that was left untouched.

Bailu swallowed his saliva, not that he was harsh on him in life, although Gangan didn't dare to leave too much money at home, for fear that his absence would bring danger to their mother and son, but it was more than enough for them to eat a meal.

Bailu is so thin and small not because he often can't eat, in fact, since he followed Jasmine to Gangan's house, the biggest expense of the family is his food money.

He eats too much, and he eats too much and is still so skinny, which is natural.

"Sister-in-law, I'm going out for a walk, and I'm still sleeping, that guy wakes up, you let her stay." Xiu pushed his bowl in front of Bailu, and then shouted towards the bathroom.

"Oh...... Oh good. Jasmine was embarrassed to come out and answered.

In the morning, the streets are lively, all kinds of shops open their doors, people on the street are hurrying, and the occasional bus passes by, a bustling scene.

Private cars are rarely bought, but buses or coaches these are federal properties.

However, in Xiu's opinion, these are all illusions, because most of the people here are non-human races, and Xiu's human walking on the street has attracted the attention of many people.

And not the Terrans, there is no next generation.

This kind of thing is certainly not going to be hyped up, but there is already gossip circulating in the dark.

After all, in a place like a hospital, a deer tribe gave birth to a deer, and although there is interference from the people above, there will always be some rumors.

However, the living must always live, and there will always be luck before this kind of thing is determined, so those who should go to work still have to work.

Xiuhua bought a few shortbreads for two crowns, which were simply mixed with flour and starch, added a little vegetable leaves, fried in a pan until old, and then wrapped in oiled paper.

There was no taste, and I walked to the end of the street while eating, a funeral shop.

When he arrived, he noticed this funeral shop, with a sign that read "Pavalen Funeral Shop" and a small "headhunter branch" in the lower right corner.

Xiu pushed open the door and walked in, and the bell on the door rang. What catches the eye is the coffins of various styles, and the cash register is in the innermost.

"Hello, may I ask where there is a funeral?" A man who looked to be in his fifties or sixties greeted him.

He was wearing a pure black suit, his old figure could no longer support the straightness of the suit, so he was a little loose, his appearance was honest and honest, and although his hair was still black, it was already so thin that he could see his scalp.

The business of the funeral shop is not only to sell coffins, but also to take into account the one-stop service of collecting corpses, burying corpses, cremation, burial, and funeral.

"I thought I'd say welcome." Xiu first glanced him up and down.

The man was stunned for a moment, and then said with a wry smile: "No one wants to hear these four words when they enter the funeral shop." ”

"But I'm not here to do the funeral business." Xiu finished eating the shortbread and held the oiled paper in his hand.

The man was silent for a moment, then pointed to the trash can in the corner, signaling that he could throw it there.

"Thank you." Xiu nodded and tossed the oil paper into it.

"Welcome to the headhunter, my name is Pavaren, please come here." The name of the funeral parlor is usually directly in the name of the owner.

The two entered the small room behind the cash register, which was a small living room, and a young man was lying on the sofa reading a newspaper.

"Peel, you go outside and take care of it." Pavaren said to the man.

Peel jumped up in fright, and when he saw the two of them, he consciously walked out with the newspaper, "Okay boss." ”

Pavalen closed the door, "He's a guy from a funeral shop, not a headhunter, but he's a little clever, and he knows that what I'm bringing someone to talk about is not simple, so he doesn't dare to eavesdrop." Tea or coffee? ”

"A glass of water is fine, thank you." Xiu sat down on the couch.

Pavalen poured him a glass of water and placed it in front of him, "So what do the guests need?" ”

Xiu took out a sound-transmitting stone, on which in addition to the sound-transmitting magic, was also engraved with the word "Noka".

"What is this?" Pavaren's pupils narrowed, as if he had seen something incredible.

"You can identify it." Xiu handed it to him.

After taking it, Pavalen carefully entered his magic breath, and after perceiving it, he exhaled a breath and returned the sound transmission stone to Xiu.

"That's right, the sound transmission stone of the third-level personnel Noka, I didn't expect that a first-level personnel like me would be qualified to see the things of the third-level personnel." Pavalen smiled wryly.

Headhunters are a huge organization that can be found all over the continent, and interestingly, each member has a funeral parlor.

The company system is very simple, it is divided into four levels: one, two, three, and chief, of course, there is nothing to say about the rank of leader, no one has ever seen him, only that his name is Ri Augustus.

Members don't meet each other, only through message contact, generally a member can be responsible for a region regardless of strength, and things that can't be solved will naturally be solved when the news is sent.

Then there is the content of their work, headhunting, headhunting, as the name suggests, is headhunting.

The headhunter is the largest killer organization in the whole continent, and no matter who it is, as long as the task is accepted, then he will definitely die.

Unlike the killer organization of the three ghosts of the Revolution and the Command Army, Solomon, and the Land of Decay, this is a subordinate organization, and every big force will have people who do this behind their backs.

Headhunters do not participate in the disputes of any force, nor do they join any force, they simply kill people and open shops, and even write openly on the signboard.

In this way, in fact, opening a funeral shop is also a business.

Although the headhunting company advocates equality, there is no inevitable status between members of different levels, and even rarely even meets, but the promotion of the level is related to strength, and the third-level personnel are already considered masters.

"I'd like to ask you for a favor." Repair and put away the sound transmission stone.

Noka was met by him during a mission before, and then the two experienced a life and death together, which can be called a year-old friendship.

He was already very old, and Xiu didn't want him to run away with him, so he didn't ask him to help when he went to look for him, but Noka gave him this sound transmission stone, saying that he could also help him find out the news or something.

After all, headhunters are all over the continent.

"Just say." Pavalen looked serious.

Although most of the members of the headhunting company have only heard of their names and have never met each other, they are very harmonious inside. Pavaren believed that if he asked one person to ask for help from other members with his token, others would help him.

"I want to know the address of the Sky Capital Headhunting Company, as well as the news of the owner of the Rest Chamber of Commerce, Mai Misi." Xiu stated his purpose.

Pavaren thought for a moment, "No problem, you can just come here tomorrow to get the information." ”

"Okay, how much?" Xiu nodded.

Pavalen smiled, "We have internal information circulating in headhunters, and we don't need money. ”

Xiu was stunned for a moment, and then said seriously: "Thank you." ”

After walking out of the store, Xiu glanced at the signboard, the headhunting company adopts a recommendation system for recruiting people, and his own guide is equivalent to his own master.

At the beginning, Noka hoped that Xiu would not be involved in those political affairs, and it was better to join the headhunter together, but unfortunately Xiu grew up in the revolution and the army since he was a child, and he couldn't repay the kindness of nurturing him, so he rejected him.

Xiu let out a white breath, the late autumn morning was a little cold, and he wrapped his jacket tightly, inconspicuous in the crowd.

Stop-and-go, he was really watching the scenery, after all, he was just a passing traveler and could no longer integrate into ordinary life.