Sean never kept less than silver coins in his pocket, and those silver-plated and copper coins were not only of low value, but also took up a lot of space, and it was useless to come in.

"Thank you for your generosity, sir. The burritos will be ready in no time, so please wait a while. ”

The old man hurriedly said to Sean, and then he quickly got busy.

The girl on the side seemed to be very sensible, and helped the old man get something from time to time, but her eyes were still staring at Sean, looking very curious.

"Shanna, don't stare at this adult, it's rude."

Seeing this, the old man hurriedly stopped the little girl named Shanna.

"My lord, this is my granddaughter, she rarely goes out. I beg your forgiveness for accidentally offending you. ”

"It's okay."

Sean waved his hand and said with a smile.

"Why did you bring her here? Night markets aren't that safe, and kids should go to bed early, right? ”

Idle and bored, Sean looked at the little girl's clear gaze and suddenly felt a little curious.

"Adult, this child has no parents since she was a child, and she was raised by me, an old guy, because I was afraid that she would be in danger at home after I went out, so I used to lock her in the room, not let anyone see her, and rarely took her out to play."

"But don't you know, there has been some unrest in the slums in the past few days, several big gangs are fighting every day, and today is a celebration day, and the manpower of the city guards is relatively tight."

"This stall has to last until midnight, in order to prevent accidents, I simply take her with me, so that I can take care of her at any time."

The old man explained as he placed the freshly baked minced meat on top of the dough with tongs.

Slums are the scars of almost every city, they are chaotic, the streets are dirty, and most of them are inhabited by poor people and criminals, and they are the favorite hiding places of many wanted criminals, as well as a breeding ground for crime.

While the food produced by magical plants such as rye was enough for everyone to squander, the professionals and nobles would not help the poor even if they let the food rot in their warehouses.

Ordinary people in the cities who do not have a skill can only sell their labor to make ends meet, and they only get enough food to make ends meet, and it is difficult to even feed their families.

Sean grew up in the slums and knew a lot about the security there.

It's hard to stay alive every day, corpses or bloodstains appear in the alleys from time to time, and violent agencies such as the city guards don't care about what happens there, and despair and death fill every corner like air.

When he learned that the two dependent grandchildren lived in a slum, Sean couldn't help but feel a little emotional.

If Lauren hadn't rescued herself, I'm afraid that I would have died in a corner that no one knows.

Lauren is a very good mage, at least among professionals and the like.

He only thinks about exploring more knowledge and getting in touch with higher realms, and in his spare time, he never hesitates to help civilians in need.

But it is a pity that such a kind person still died in the process of promotion.

Thinking of this, Sean's gaze at the old man and the little girl gradually softened.

In this dark world, their lives are not easy.

……

It wasn't long before Sean's burritos were all ready, and after taking them, he looked at them carefully.

There are four of them, all of which cover the second half of the section in paper.

One end of the burrito is open, and the crust of moderate thickness is rolled into a cylinder, which is wrapped in vegetables, minced meat, and a dark sauce.

The types of vegetables and meat used in the four burritos are different, and Sean, who has some difficulty in choosing, looked at it for a long time before deciding which one to eat first.

The glimmer swept over to make sure it was safe, and Sean took a bite down on the open end.

The mellow sauce tastes straight to the mouth, and the meat and vegetables are evenly matched, making it delicious without getting greasy.

Although the portion size is a little smaller, Sean eats one in a few bites, but after all, the price of the ingredients is not cheap, so you can't ask too much.

The world is very rich in seasoning varieties, all kinds of strange animals and plants are all over the wild, and many excellent spices have been discovered under the attempts of countless people.

The mages' transformations have made some common spices cheaper, and they are no longer the preserve of the aristocracy.

Even so, these benefits can only be enjoyed in the cities, where there is no leisure to grow spices because of the scarcity of professionals and the lack of food production.

Quickly eating up the burritos in his hand, Sean casually threw the paper wrapped in the burritos on the side of the road.

Paper was not forbidden by the Eye of Judgment, and as a result, the papermaking technique of the Feron Plane had matured over the years.

Especially after the mage was also involved, the output and quality of the ordinary paper were even more ridiculously high, even more powerful than the otherworld on the technological side in Sean's memory.

Of course, paper, an inefficient way of transmitting information, is only used by professionals below the formal level.

Professionals above the formal level usually use an information storage tool called a recorder when faced with a large amount of information.

The appearance of this thing can be chosen at will, and the material is similar to crystal, which is transparent.

Powerful professionals can directly use their mental power to read the contents, while those below the official level can only rely on the assistance of instruments to see the contents.

After continuing to play at the night market for a while, Sean returned home.

He named the ring the Ring of Potential, and although the name of the black and white sword sounded a little strange, Sean still didn't choose to change the name.

For the next few days, he went to the black market every night, as usual, and occasionally chatted with the grandparents to check on their condition.

After the celebrations are over, the repetitive boredom of the routine returns.

The more than 100 gold coins he had accumulated before were spent by him, and he spent a few days of leisure as a relaxation, but everyone still had their own things to do after all.

The alchemy that went from morning to night filled Sean's schedule again, and he desperately squeezed his time and energy to start a race against the future.

Lauren's death was still in front of his eyes, and the nobles and kobolds who kept him out of the way were constantly pressing him forward.

It wasn't time to rest, there was still a long road ahead, and there were many things that Sean hadn't seen before, and he didn't want to fall halfway down the road.

So, before you know it, three months have passed......