All in all, the most basic and basic essential daily necessities should now be fully prepared.

　　Look at the basket on his father's back. The mother's eyes are obviously stealing music. It seems to be saying, wow, where is the scavenger from here, today's bumper harvest.

　　 It's damn, this guy, at this time, don't you forget to tease with your eyes? But I have no way to protest. As far as the current situation is concerned, my current image is indeed not much different from the scavengers.

A thin, sturdy body, with some malnourished scum left on his crumpled face, and his almost unorganized head is scattered, bangs slightly stained his eyes, revealing the unique godless eyes unique to the poor, dry up. His lips always seem to be full of longing for food and gold coins.

　　 has to say that the lunar wolf's illusion is in place. After three and five revisions, it has perfectly outlined the image of a middle-aged uncle who is the most common in the poor class.

Then, there is the classic big basket behind, after some effort, it is finally filled with things, there are water jars bought from a dirty old man, it is said that he is proud of it, but this It looks crooked and looks like a date with poor fertility.It makes people wonder if it can stand upright on the flat ground, and then the massive cracks on the surface are hardly said to be specially made patterns. Such a water jar, no matter how I look at it, It's like a child who just squeezes out of clay and adds the failure of a kiln.

Every time my eyes fall on the jug, an idea unconsciously pops up in my mind: \"A life of misfortune, misery, and misery.\" If you want to use realist art to express it in kind, it is probably like this jar. Form, in a sense, if you get the elven clan, it may indeed be able to attract a fool artist with a unique vision and buy it for a large price.

It is a pity that the reason we bought is not from art, but because it is cheap, because this water jar is the cheapest one, and it is large enough.The most important thing is that even if the surface has many cracks, it looks like a nerve vessel on a person. But in any case, it will not leak water, perhaps this is another amazing art.

Then there are three big bowls, bought at the same place, although I have repeatedly shown that even if I just find a stone of the right size and dig a pit in it, the resulting bowl seems to be better than this, but it only looks at If you add five more silver coins, you can buy one and get three free copies.

Then there is the quilt. This family is very important for a poor family.With a good one, at least you don't need to be frozen when you sleep.For this reason, the mother just bought a new one---- And the truth is this guy's clean addiction, saying that he would not buy anything used by others.

Because of this, the money bag, which was not much bigger than the fist, immediately deflated. There seemed to be only a layer of air, so that the money to buy the pot and spoon became very tight. Unfortunately, there are almost no trees on the side of the group of demon fortresses, otherwise, In fact, many of them can be made by yourself. Don’t look at me like this. At least I cut out a flat stool without any problems.

　　 Then came the purchase of food, the father and mother who had a foreboding of another war, and their faces were wrinkled together as if they were about to step on the battlefield. With this momentum, they entered the next market.

　　How to say well, as expected, it is full of food that has never been seen before. Hello, what is that stuff? Strung up with branches... dried mice? Uh.

　　 Do we have to eat these things? When the mother was crumbling, his father expressed his calmness and proudly whispered to his mother that he had eaten a similar thing during the cave environment and was isolated by his mother.

On the simple wooden stalls, there are various wild vegetables, or some roots of unknown plants, and meat, in addition to mouse meat, you can also recognize some things like insects, anyway, just look at the appearance Meat that makes it difficult to increase appetite, even so, is sought after by many poor people because of its low price.

　　\"Father, mom, what are you doing, here, here."

Little black charcoal beckoned not far away, the mother's heart jumped violently, and then bowed her head in silent prayer, probably hoping that the little black charcoal's taste should not be too special, but it was all right, except for appearance, everything else It must be true, that is to say, what the little black charcoal eats, the two of us have to eat.

　　By the way, this proposal was put forward by the mother herself, and I tasted what is called cocoon self-restraint, hum.

When I walked over to see it, Xiaohei was bargaining with a yellow-skinned businessman, and the goal of the two was to put it in a bag... Well, it is more indescribable, the shape is the same as the feed, the color is between A thing between brown and black.

　　 Finally, the bargaining skills of the small black charcoal were successfully displayed, and the last silver coin was spent. We bought a small bag of about four or five kilograms of black feed. ).

After starting the final food, the look of small black charcoal was alert, always intentionally or unintentionally protecting the bag I carried behind me, especially when I was shuttled in the crowd, the spirit was extremely nervous, we now, She is not overly sensitive,

　　 walked this way, there are indeed more than a dozen hidden eyes with bad intentions, passing over us, especially the bag in hand, probably it is not good to start, and finally gave up.

　　The life of the poor is really not easy. After returning to the cave at the foot of the mine, the tired father and mother seem to have just fought tens of thousands of monsters and gasped.

I always thought that the life of only adventurers is full of danger. I never thought that even if I live in a group of fortresses that will not be attacked by monsters, the life of the poor is full of hardships and crises. It is no easier than adventurers. Of course, Perhaps this is also related to the lack of food in the Fortress of the Demons. Like the Rog camp, it is also poor. Even if you are hungry, there are endless wild vegetables outside the grassland as the most basic food source, starving to death. It will only appear in winter and snow, and these conditions have never been seen in the past few years.

　　 Then, our eyes fell on the bag, after all, this is something to eat later.

　　\"I have bought good things. Now many black-hearted merchants grind the dried hay and mix it into the morgan grass."

　　 Little black charcoal did not know whether it was intentionally or unintentionally, so he muttered, took the bag in his hand, walked to the corner of the cave, opened a hidden stone, exposed a small hole half a meter deep, and carefully hidden the bag in it,

　　 This small pit was made under the strong request of small black charcoal. It was originally thought what to do. It turned out to be this way. Indeed, in a poor home, only food must be hidden.

　　\"In this way, others should not be able to see." Clapping her hands, she seemed to have completed something big, and she smiled with satisfaction.

　　From what she said just now, we got another message. This small bag of food is likely to be what is morgan grass, which is ground into a powder after drying, how to eat this stuff?

　　\"I remember my dad used to eat flatbread made with Morgan powder." Soon after, the little black charcoal puzzled us.

　　\"Oh, I will go outside to see if I can pick some wild vegetables and come back."

　　After speaking, Xiaohei ran out, and the two of us just needed some space to speak, and there was no stopping.

　　\"I said... Would you make that Morgan flatbread?" Father said in his eyes.

　　\"Try it." The mother seemed to have no confidence.

　　\"Anyway, when it failed, I used the excuse of [ah, I haven’t done it in five years, the craft is inevitable]." Father nodded.

　　\"Woo, playing the mother... No, it should be said that playing the poor, there are really too many unexpected hardships." The depressed mother said that she was absolutely forbidden to speak.

　　\"It doesn't matter, it will slowly get used to it." The father patted his mother's shoulder comfortably, but the smile on the corner of his mouth looked at it and thought how to gloat.

　　\"Like mouse meat, insect meat, etc., they can be quickly made into delicious dishes and eat with relish."

　　\"呜呜~~"

　　The mother groaned even more, and suddenly grabbed her father's shirt with tears in the corner of her eyes, desperately shaking the other party like a defeat.

　　\"Make money, hurry up and make money. If it’s a man, give me money immediately. Let our mother and daughter live a good life. Isn’t your life’s only goal, the only motivation to live, the only value of existence?"

　　\"……"

　　 It seems that I am set to a very sad father role.

　　When the soul of the father was about to be shaken out of the body of the mother, the little black charcoal finally came back. She was holding a small pitiful wild vegetable in one hand, and the other was carrying a tattered pouch.

　　\"I didn’t go far, I just picked it up."

　　 With his head down, as if he had done something wrong, he put the scattered wild vegetables in front of us, then picked up another small bag and handed it to us.

\"this is……"

　　Gently shook the bag, a burst of metal brittle, dozens of silver coins and four gold coins were poured out.

　　\"The money I have saved over the years, oh, there are two gold coins, which were sent by a kind adventurer." Little black charcoal smiled shyly, squinting eyes, and looked at us both with timid eyes.

　　This is the little black charcoal that has saved five years of hard-earned money, of course it cannot be collected

　　 I felt sour and made a judgment immediately...but it was not right. I am now the father of Xiaoheitan. I have to think from the perspective of a father, and I cannot take it for granted.

　　After a moment of contemplation, I smiled a little: \"Little black charcoal, dad accepted the money, rest assured, dad will definitely let you live a good life."

　　 lightly touched her silver-silver head, and the eyes were almost sour with water.

It passed like this the next day, it is worth mentioning that there was dinner, although it was the first time to make Morgan flatbread, but after all, it was a simple thing, a little bit scorched, the mother finally made this home first What I can eat, really, can barely swallow, and the parents of the parents drank tears in the handful of wild vegetable soup made by the small black charcoal.

On the third day of the reunion, the day before dawn, the little black charcoal got up and ran out, which of course could not hide the perception of the father and mother, secretly followed out, and walked out more than ten kilometers away, now the little black charcoal is very thin figure , The whole lying on the grass, like a little mouse who went out to find food before dawn, learned about it, her hands were constantly picking in the mud, the scenery was too dark, she had to stick her face almost in the mud to see It is under such difficult conditions to pick off edible wild vegetables.

The group of fortresses is notoriously hairless. Even in the prairie in the suburbs, wild grass is difficult to survive [eternal life], not to mention wild vegetables. On average, almost several square meters of soil are searched to find a swallow. Wild vegetables, small black charcoal licked over inch by inch, the face with a lot of dirt, no impatience at all, every time a wild vegetable was found, it would show a satisfied smile, wiped on the clothes again Wipe, and then cautiously tuck into your arms like you treat any rare treasures.

　　 Seeing this scene in secret, the mother wept on the spot, and the father couldn't restrain herself. In the darkness, the lonely and pitiful figure who learned about it became more hazy.

　　When the small black charcoal came back, we also happened to \"get up".

　　\"Oh, so early in the morning, what did our little black charcoal do?" I rubbed my eyes and asked pretendingly.

　　\"Go... I picked some wild vegetables."

With his head down, he carefully handed out the wild vegetables washed in his hands, and the dirt on his face was also cleaned.If it was not, there was a thick muddy smell coming out.If it was not seen with our own eyes, we could not imagine , A seemingly easy and concise answer, and a small basket of wild vegetables held by these thin hands, which actually contained a child who had been chopping on the mud for nearly two hours, almost touching a square kilometer of grass. Pay.

　　\"Good boy, little black charcoal is hungry, my mother will get it right away."

　　Toughly endured the tears that were about to fall, we wiped our eyes, Jie Luka took the wild vegetables, and turned back quickly-she was afraid that the little black charcoal would notice the wet and heavy mist in the eyes.

　　Second hands-on, Jie Luka's skill is quite a lot, of course, it is also related to the poor people's food is too simple. Just throw the wild vegetables into the pot and put some water to boil, oil? seasoning? Fresh meat? It tastes good with salt.

The so-called Morgan flatbread is just a little water to make a paste, and then put it on a red stone slab and bake it.The only thing that needs to be pinched is the amount of water added and the baking time. Regardless of the ingredients or practices, they are simple. It can make people think that the clever woman can't cook without rice, even if you have the craft like Verras, it can't be delicious.

It is still a bitter and unbearable wild vegetable soup, a rough throated Morgan cake, solved the breakfast, if nothing unexpected, lunch...Uh, sorry, most of the poor people don’t seem to have the habit of eating lunch and extravagance, dinner There are two meals in the morning and evening in the next few days. Our food is all these.

　　 It doesn’t matter if I get there, I have eaten even the most unpalatable things during my training, but I don’t know Jieluka...

　　\"Dad, what should I do today?"

　　Gorgeously ate a piece of Morgan pie and licked the debris from his hand, the little black charcoal pulled the corner of my clothes and raised it slightly with his head down, asking timidly.

　　In an instant, it seems that n boxes popped up in front of my eyes, learn etiquette, and cultivate charm? Or art, increase feelings? Or theory, improve intelligence?

　　 Isn't it right, this is not a beauty [beep] factory, I must stand in the perspective of a father, the perspective of a poor, think about the problem, 嗷嗷嗷嗷

　　\"Well, just play."

　　Because I was thinking about something in my heart, I coped with it. In the small black charcoal squinted eyes, doubts flashed in an instant, and then nodded silently.

After a while, Jeluka and I came to the Mage Guild.

To protect the little black charcoal, it’s just the half-hanger I’ve come up with \"Save the world with love", it doesn’t work. The only thing that invaded the little black charcoal’s body, even the painful worm in the soul, is not. Say \"Ah, the negative feelings are gone, and the food source is broken. Since this is the case, then I will leave the poor little girl’s body and look for the next goal."

　　 We dare not expect this kindness of the painful worm to cut off its energy source rashly. Even if it wants to give up the small black charcoal and look for the next target, it will also devour the small black charcoal's young life before leaving.

All we have to do is to prevent this from happening, and even let the painful worm know that we have noticed its existence, and have the power to wipe it out completely, as soon as it comes out, it will immediately return to the hometown to get married without consultation. Only then will it continue to hide in the body of the little black charcoal, and absorb energy constantly, in order to break through enough to confront us, and even in turn kill our realm of world power.

Now, I think the first goal has been achieved. Kane said that low-level creatures such as the painful worm are just like the beasts, and their inner desires completely suppress that poor intelligence, plus its habitual ability, whether it is For the life of Diablo 6 or the monsters in hell, they are all enemies that must be killed. Therefore, such monsters are usually unlucky and do not live long.

Short life means that there are few strong people among the painful worms, and once the strong people appear, such as the invasion of small black charcoal, in terms of pure energy, even the painful worm of the regenerative demon Celson, let's not say Its intelligence, at least the life-saving kung fu to judge the situation, is absolutely first-class. It is impossible to see the current form clearly, and once it appears, it will die.

　　 Therefore, it did not dare to come out, and did not dare to harm the small black charcoal. It could only hide in it and continue to absorb negative energy, in order to break through to the power of the world, and reverse the form in one fell swoop. This situation was also caused by us.

In a word, bet, is it your painful worm that first broke through to the power of the world, or did we first find a way to suppress you, and then heal the negative feelings in the small black charcoal, and finally force you out of the small black charcoal body, a final battle, This was the day I was under the pressure of Jie Luka, after speaking out the crude ideas that I suddenly thought of.After two people repeatedly discussed and completed, the overall plan decided, although it was still very chaotic, but it was not that I did not look To the hope of victory.

　　\"His Royal Highness Prince Fool..."

　　After dispelling the illusion, Jieluka, who was pulling the corner of the cloak behind him, finally spoke after a long silence.

　　\"I would be very grateful if I could omit the first two words."

　　\"So... His Royal Highness Prince..."

　　\"Have you guys, Huang Duanzi, who has been holding back for three days, is finally going to explode? Give me all the prefixes omitted." I burst into tears.

　　\"So, Your Highness Prince"

　　 Jie Luka's tone suddenly became low and soft. In the clear and sweet voice, it seemed as if you could hear the faintly strong and strong reveal when the flowing water beat the rock.

　　\"I want to continue the last wayward topic."

　　\"Huh?" I tilted my head.

　　\"I... Sure enough, I still want to be a little bit capricious, I want to save the little black charcoal, I want to save anyway, even if my prince said no, I want to save."

\"Oh, is it so?"

　　 heard these words, my heart did not know why, wading a long-lasting warm, as if drinking a cup of hot chocolate in the hunger and cold in the ice and snow.

　　\"Listen, just this time, I allow you to be self-willed."

With this warm impulse, I turned around and lifted Jeluka's small face, and now those eyes that were usually disguised with calmness and maturity, were flashing tears of helplessness like a child, could not help but gently I kissed it on the top~lightnovelpub.net~ I hope this kiss will give you a sufficient reason for willfulness-a moment later, I realized how embarrassing thoughts passed by my heart, it was like being in a girls toilet Holding a guitar in his hand at the door, he sang the words of Romeo affectionately. Every time I recalled, there was a goose bumps, and then I thought about being killed in the soup pot in the cafeteria.

　　 Fortunately, I just thought in my heart and didn't say it.

　　 kissed Jeluka's eyes, and after ticking for three seconds...

　　\"Hoo~~hoo~~~"

　　From the sluggish Jieluka mouth, there are intermittent auxiliary words of unknown meaning.

　　\"Call?"

　　 Now I haven't realized how embarrassing I have just emerged, but I tilted my head and looked at Jieluka in a puzzled way.

\"Pregnant, kissed by the prince of beasts, get pregnant, want to be pregnant, have a baby, will you give birth to a boy or a girl? Ah~~~~ Now it’s not time to say this, I’m stupid, Jeluka. Woo~ ~~~~"

　　 The white and pretty face gradually became red, with a shy look, Jie Luka clutched her face off the rabbit and ran away.

　　\"……"

　　 couldn't vomit, but fortunately there was no one nearby, otherwise I wouldn't be able to wash it when I jumped into the Yellow River.

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