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Chapter 499 Childhood Dream (1)

This world is warm, full of passion and color, but the people who are open to this warmth and color are also specific, and not everyone can appreciate the color of this world.

Because the world is also changeable, some people may think that the world can be colorful, and their lives can also be colorful, and they can fully feel the beauty of life and the world.

But for some people, the world may be gloomy, malicious, defeated, and hopeless.

Because at the same time when "Harry Potter and the Chamber of Secrets" was released globally, and Guangyuan Universal Studios was in full swing, in a certain corner of the world, it could be accurate to South America.

In a certain small country, the state is very different at this moment.

Here, there is no peace, and there are constant wars and civil wars, and armed changes often break out.

And here, the most powerful is not the whole axe, but the armed rebels and drug dealers.

This country has been shrouded in gunpowder all year round, which has also caused this country to be one of the least developed, poorest and backward countries in the world. The per capita GDP is only less than 14 US dollars, and this country has to rely on international aid all the year round. In order to maintain the most basic operation, and AIDS is rampant, and various diseases are also rampant.

Four figures of people die every year due to crime and various problems.

In the final analysis, there is only one reason for this, that is, it is too far away from heaven and too close to American
This country is bordered by that heavenly superpower, and there is only a line away. Crossing that line, there is another world over there, but at the end of the line, it is a world of darkness.

Moreover, Ameri is very firm and domineering, because in their consistent view, America has always been their back garden and their private land, and it is very difficult for the international community to intervene.

At this moment, in the largest slum in this small country, Elena is coming out of the garbage dump after a day's work.

Elena is only 11 years old this year. At this age, she should be studying, singing freely, playing and playing with her peers, and carefree.

But for Yi Elena, a lot of happiness that seems ordinary in the eyes of others has become a luxury that cannot be fulfilled when it comes to her.

The reason is simple, because of her fate.

She was born in the largest slum in this country since she was a child. Her mother was a prostitute. In this country where the violin industry is legal, she became an accidental product left over by an unknown slumber.

She didn't even know who her father was. Her mother worked so hard to bring her up, and then she was conscripted into the army during a civil war and was abused to death.

At that time, Elena was only 5 years old, and she became an orphan.

However, in this community, it is also the most prolific red-light district in the country.

She grew up in this environment from a young age.

For her, there is no education, no reading, and no fun in her world.

At a young age, she had to start working hard for her own life.

She doesn't want to engage in those industries, so her choice is to go to this large garbage dump to pick up the garbage that seems to be useful, and then sell it in exchange for living expenses.

At this age, she should be wearing a school uniform, braiding her hair, and eating candy, but at this moment, Elena is covered in dirt, her whole body stinks, her hair is caked with garbage grease, and she is dragging a woman who is younger than her. The big snakeskin bag walked with difficulty.

When she reached the gate of the garbage dump, she was stopped by a few young men with glue bottles and gasoline-stained rags hanging around their necks, and tattooed all over their bodies.

"Hey, where's our share?"

One of the young men sniffed the glue bottle on his neck, then put it down, showing a comfortable expression, walked over carelessly, and stepped on Elena's bag with his foot.

"Can it be less?" Elena asked in a negotiating tone.

"Fuck! What do you think? This is the rule. This area is our territory. If you want to live here, we must not lose our share. Otherwise, we will let you in to get our money? What are our benefits? "

"Okay." Although Elena was very reluctant, she still let go of the bag in her hand.

The idle young man immediately waved his hand, and a group of subordinates began to ruthlessly choose among the trophies that Elena had painstakingly sorted into categories.

It's very messy and it's all over the place.

Then they picked out all the valuable metals, leftover potions, and clothes one by one.

After removing these, Elena's harvest was only 20%, and the snakeskin bag that was already full was deflated.

Then, this group of people returned with a full load of most of Elena's gains, leaving only some worthless things for Elena herself.

Even if you buy these things, you can't afford the price of a meal, you can only buy a 'panipa'.

What is 'panipa' is actually a kind of poor ghost meal in this country.

It sounds like a poor meal, but it sounds like a junk meal.

It is a product that is picked up from kitchen waste, and then undergoes secondary processing and frying. Heavy oil, heavy spicy and heavy salt are used to cover up the smell of spoilage and rot.

But for some poor people in this country, they have no choice, it's the only option they can have to fill their stomachs.

With a heart full of grievances, Elena dealt with the rest of the loot, and in the end she only got a small amount of money.

Can't even afford a 'panipa'.

However, she saw that those little gangsters just took the money she got from the loot, went to the hawker to buy expensive glue, and even got a little gasoline, and started to enjoy it.

If she can get all this money herself, she can eat a full meal or a normal meal.

But obviously, she never ate.

At this time, she pulled out a small stick from her clothes.

It was a very interesting little thing she picked up in the junkyard a long time ago.

A very fancy carved wooden stick.

The little girl couldn't resist such fancy things, so she hid it on her body.

I didn't plan to sell it, because this kind of wooden thing couldn't be sold for a few dollars.

It was the only joy she had left.

I heard that this is a legendary wand that can be used to release magic, very similar, very similar.

This was a small wish in Elena's little heart.

If only magic could dispel the war and conjure her a meal that would fill her, that would be great.
(End of this chapter)