Passing through the crowded street where vehicles and pedestrians were mixed together, Zhuge Yun couldn't help frowning, where is this girl going to take her?

Half an hour ago, just recovering from the frightened state, she recognized the man in front of her.

Unexpectedly, I was saved by this man again.

Zhuge Yun treated her better and asked, "Why are you taking the risk to steal those heavily guarded noble factories?"

Wen Xuan's expression froze and bit her lip and refused to answer, as if there was something difficult to describe.

But she understood that it was impossible for her to hide anything from this savior. Besides, she knew that the man obviously knew about this matter, and even if he wanted to hide it, he could not hide it.

“I need money.”

She let go of her lip-biting teeth and had made up her mind: Since she couldn't hide it, she might as well just say it.

Zhuge Yun walked in front of her silently, with his long hair fluttering in the night, and did not continue to ask, waiting for her to talk down.

After a moment of silence, she indeed spoke: "I will take you to a place, and you will naturally know the reason."

So the two walked towards the lower city area in the city.

The street lights on both sides became dimmer and dimmed until they completely disappeared. All the dirtiest and most dirty things that were shrouded in the mining city, which were the most filthy and dirty, and the most revealing of human nature, gathered in this darkness.

The cemeteries and old building exterior walls were filled with everywhere, and what was pouring out from the well water was not clear water, but turbid yellow liquid.

That's right, this is the city of ruins called the Mining City.

Hundreds of years ago, this was a refuge that mankind crawled out of his sufferings. The accumulation of ruins made it a breeding ground for various forces.

The dirt-filled canal carries a fishy smell, and it is called the homeless camp for the cancer of the mine city, like the slums or refugee camps of the old era.

Most of the displaced poor people and servants who escaped from the families of bankrupt nobles gathered here. In the discrete and broken families, many orphans were also discarded and left to fend for themselves.

The fate waiting for them is: if you don’t know one day, you will be taken away by gangsters, and the children who can survive will become new gangsters, or die on the streets. They will either become slaves of some nobles, become people who are curled up at the bottom, and do the dirty and heavy work of the society.

The human class structure has always been like this, with nobility and poverty, and those who control the heart and labor. But in order to survive, no one cares about these things.

Although everyone has pale face, thin skin, deep eye sockets, pale skin, and various diseases, their hard work revolves around one thing every day - how to get food.

In the homeless camp, Wenxuan stopped and turned around to look at the shaking figures curled up in the faint bonfire under the broken wall. An elderly black child was half-squatting under the corner of the wall, cooking something in a large aluminum pot.

Her eyes quickly turned to the other side, on a pile of ruins, another group of children threw stones at each other and played a game of seizing the hills.

They seem to feel no pressure given by difficult life, and only happiness is found on their faces with a bright smile.

Zhuge Yun also stopped and suddenly stood still, his eyes drooping, as if he was lowering his head to recall something.

After a moment, he shook his head and opened his slightly closed eyes.

But his eyes did not stop at the children, but just noticed another figure not far away - a girl he had seen before, but was completely different from the dress of the noble lady in a gorgeous costume, Nicole.

She was sitting upright on a stool made of stones, telling something to a group of little girls around her.

Zhuge Yun pondered for a while and had guessed the rough thing.

"Life here is very special, right?" Wenxuan leaned forward and whispered to him: "But look at these children, their eyes are very warm, their smiles are very cute, and they are not full of despair about the future at all."

"Then, you—you and your master, exchanged the stolen things for money to help these poor people?"

“Yes, as you can see.”

Wen Xuan flattened her mouth and continued, "We come here almost every week. Do you see those stone huts built by children? It is a temporary relief house. We will teach the children who are eager for knowledge most of the time. And other times, we will use the money to buy food and distribute it there."

Zhuge Yun said indifferently: "But it is impossible for you to save everyone. Even if you give them food today, they will still go hungry when you don't deliver food tomorrow. This is not their problem, but a system problem."

"But what is given today may change the fate of these children at least make them live one more day."

"Haha--giving them hope, live, and expecting any essential changes in things?"

"I think that's the case."

"What you said may be right, maybe not, but it has no meaning. Have you seen the child over there? He seemed to be ruthlessly smashing the children who wanted to rush up with stones. He wanted to win and wanted to be better than others."

Before Zhuge Yun could finish his words, Wenxuan heard a child crying, and a stone was injured on his forehead, and a big bag was bulging.

Wenxuan was stunned when she looked at the child, not knowing whether to go up to comfort her or not to disturb their game.

But it seemed that I thought of what Zhuge Yungang said again, and stood there at a loss.

For a moment, she seemed to understand the meaning of those words.

He shook his head and said, "As long as there are people, these fights cannot be avoided. Do you know what this child will become when he grows up if he survives smoothly?"

Zhuge Yun pointed to his head and said coldly: "In some aspects, the social structure of human beings is actually not as good as those ants. They have too many ideas, but they are like a mess of sand."

Wenxuan looked at the thin-faced young man in front of him in confusion, not knowing the meaning of his words.

Zhuge Yun ignored Wen Xuan who was standing there and walked straight towards Nicole.

The girl who was enthusiastic about explaining knowledge to the children saw the dim figure approaching the ground and suddenly turned her head. After seeing the person's face clearly, she stopped her stammering lips and her cheeks showed a look of surprise.

Nicole and Wenxuan were sitting silently by the ignited bonfire, but their eyes were looking at the black-haired man without blinking.

It seemed as if there was some magic on this person, which attracted their attention.

"Then, since you already know, we have nothing to say. Oh, by the way, although the money is not right, we have no other way." Nicole said with a red face.

"Oh? Why?"

"Although my family is also a noble, it has long been called a noble but not a noble. Now that I rely on the Turner family, it is impossible to have so much money to help these poor people. What happened is entirely my own idea and has nothing to do with the family."

Nicole's sincere words were a little helpless, and his voice was very small, but he was telling the truth without any intention of hiding it.

"Yes, the lady is right. She is about to work for the Turner family, like her sister Thurstella."

"Well, I've already made a general idea of ​​this, but there are still some minor problems."

"Just ask, just ask." Wen Xuan said.

"Why are there mutants in the people you are in contact with? Where did they come from?" Zhuge Yun said indifferently.

Nicole was surprised: "What is the mutant?"

Wen Xuan recalled the man who grew wings in front of her and the four corpses, and couldn't help but tremble. The nightmare scene was vivid in my mind, which made her feel physical and mental fear surge again, and it couldn't be done.

After a while, she said, "I don't know this to be honest, but I know that those guys who acquire weapons and restore drawings are all connected to a scholar organization called "Infinite Power". I really don't know what the mutants you mentioned have to do with them."

"That organization called the Hunter Group should be the source of those mutants. I have seen alienated humans in the Sand City, but I didn't expect that they had such a huge hidden power here. Do you know what you know about this?"

Zhuge Yun looked at the two of them and asked.

"I have heard of the hunting regiment. The price they want is very expensive. As far as I know, only some wealthy and powerful nobles can afford it. They often ask them to help maintain local orders, or do some work such as bodyguards to eliminate dissidents."

Nicole answered while thinking.
Chapter completed!