12 Black Grass Street.

The pale and frail Michael was packing his luggage at his residence.

This is a very shabby room.

The surrounding walls are cracked and rolled over, and there is a large black spot on the corner wall near the ground, which is caused by damp and mildew.

There are no gas pipes, only simple candlesticks on the walls with half-burned candles, there is no separate toilet, there is a public one outside, and the smell is terrible.

The furnishings in the house are equally simple. There is a single bed covered with a washed-white gray quilt, and a small brown wooden table with a broken corner and wrapped in a brown cloth of the same color as the table. up.

The table was clean, and a written letter was placed in the center, with crooked words on the surface of the letter:

"The Will of Michael Elvey".

Other than that, there was only one chair and a worn wooden cabinet left in the whole room.

This is a microcosm of Michael's living conditions.

It took her ten minutes to pack a small cloth bag, check her back, and put her hair to her face to cover the large burns on her face.

Say goodbye here, Michael.

I hope this suicide note will not be seen, and I hope I can come back here alive.

Looking at the place where Michael had lived for more than a year, he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say goodbye. Tears fell down, little by little, on the ground.

Don't cry, Michael, you can!

She wiped a tear with her sleeve, turned around to open the door, and locked it carefully.

Death is frightening. Of course Mikuri is afraid of death, but she doesn't want to die like a summer bug. She wants to fight vigorously for her own future.

Everyone said that Blackgrass Street was the scar of Spursey.

The people who live here are like the black grass that can be seen everywhere in the sea, messy, cheap and unpleasant. People from the middle class and above will never come half a step here, and celebrities who are keen on charity or face projects would rather go to the orphanage 100 times than come here once.

Mikuri lowered his head and hurried on the chaotic street, not looking at the messy people, messy expressions and messy things around him.

"Shut up!"

There was a loud and lewd whistle beside him, and Michelle quickly passed here without raising his head.

Behind him, two scruffy young men made strange expressions at each other, and laughed hilariously as they watched Mikkori go away.

"Scarfaced girl."

"Bitch."

From their dirty mouths, they joked like this, making the air here look dirty.

...

Saturday, 5 Conch Street.

"Let's stay and have dinner together."

Aldrich wiped the sweat off his body with a towel, and said to Andrea, who was also dripping with sweat.

Andrea wiped the sweat from her forehead with a brand-new towel prepared by Aldrich, tucked the pale golden hair sticking to her skin behind her ears, and said softly, "It's only 4 o'clock in the afternoon, and it's still a long time before dinner. ."

"You can take a shower or something, and then I'll tell you what I said last time?" Aldridge suggested.

Andrea's face had a few traces of red, but she still refused: "Not good."

"Um."

Aldridge was a little disappointed.

He was originally very satisfied with the relationship between the two. Friendship was above and the lover was not satisfied.

But because of the curse of the storm goddess, his mood became urgent.

I want to spend more time with each other, because I am afraid that I will never see each other again.

Want to get closer to the relationship, because I'm worried that I can't say it again.

But he suppressed his restless heart.

Aldridge stared at the ceiling every night, reminding himself again and again to take control.

The future is too vague for him to make any promises now.

Andrea could see that Aldridge was a little disappointed, and her heart was a little fluctuated, and she said softly: "I didn't bring a change of clothes. I'll go back to school first and come over at dinner."

It's not that she doesn't want to stay here, she's just a little reserved.

She was very unfamiliar with her mood recently, but the joy and expectation couldn't deceive herself.

only……

Andrea did not dare to go any further, and was afraid that Aldridge would go forward.

She is full of heroic spirit, and has lost her sense in front of Aldrich.

Aldrich's mouth showed a smile and said happily, "Okay."

Andrea shook off those thoughts and pursed her lips and said, "I don't have too many classes next week. I want to see Eve."

Aldridge thought for a while and suggested, "Why don't you just go today?"

Andrea shook her head and replied, "Forget it today, I want to buy some gifts before going."

"Alright."

After a short rest, Aldrich and Andrea went out together, took Andrea back to school first, and then he came to the Sapphire Chamber of Commerce not far from his residence alone.

Andrea has less potion materials for promotion to rank 1, and he himself has not prepared any potion materials for promotion to rank 3. Taking advantage of an hour or two, Aldrich intends to take a look first~www. lightnovelpub.net~ Under the guidance of the staff, Aldrich came to the private trading room.

"Mr. Aldrich, there is news about the materials you asked us to pay attention to last time. It is estimated that they will be delivered next week." The staff behind the table said politely.

Aldridge smiled and nodded, then handed over a new note.

It says the potion materials of Black Gold Beast Rank 3. Of course, the amount of materials has been modified, and some war potion materials are mixed in it.

The staff took it, browsed it quickly, and said with a bit of a wry smile: "Our Chamber of Commerce currently only has about a quarter of these materials."

Aldridge was a little disappointed, but he could understand that the materials needed for the rank 3 potion were undoubtedly more cherished, and it would be strange if the Sapphire Chamber of Commerce had all of them.

"As much as you have, give it to me with the materials for next week." Aldridge decisively bought some of the parts.

"OK."

After completing the formalities and paying the deposit, Aldrich was about to leave, but he suddenly thought that he was still a member, so he said to the staff, "Can you show me the latest internal product list?"

The staff politely replied: "Okay."

Now that you have joined the membership, these benefits are not in vain.

After a while, Aldrich got a beautifully packaged booklet, with nothing written on the cover, only a logo of the Sapphire Chamber of Commerce in the center.

The book is not thick, and Aldrich browses page by page, searching for interesting products.

Materials... potions... materials... 'mysterious'.

After turning a dozen pages, Aldridge found nothing.

"what?"

Turning another page, Aldrich's eyes stopped, staring at a commodity.