I have a city in another world

Chapter 5885 Suitable Sacrifice
Eileen returned home and was immediately welcomed by her tribe.

They were all very concerned about this matter and wanted to know what happened to Irene on her first day at work.

Erin was also very happy and wanted to share her work experience, but the rules and contracts did not allow it.

Faced with the curiosity of her tribe, Irene could only speak vaguely, while giving certain hints.

It's not that I don't want to say it, but I can't say it at all, otherwise problems may arise.

In fact, the tribesmen also know that involving the extraordinary is no child's play. Since there are rules and restrictions, they must not talk nonsense.

The tribesmen expressed their understanding and sent encouragement to Irene, hoping that she would be surrounded by good luck.

After being separated from a group of tribesmen, Irene came to the Champ de Mars to pray to the only god she believed in.

She didn't quite know where her luck came from, so she could only attribute it to the gods above.

With the blessing of the gods, I will be lucky at this moment, and I hope it can last forever.

Pray to the gods to continue to bless you and let your good luck continue until the family’s misfortune is resolved.

In order to show one's piety, one needs to offer sufficiently precious sacrifices.

This was a devout believer in the square who quietly told Eileen the secret, giving him a chance to receive more blessings from the gods.

However, this method of sacrifice is just some personal experience and may not really be effective.

Belief is a matter of sincerity, and it will be better if you take action.

Erin thought about it and realized that it should indeed be the case. Regardless of whether it was effective or not, it was at least a way to express her sincerity.

There are thousands of blessings in your heart, it is better to send a gift in front of you.

Humans are like this, and gods should be the same.

It’s not that he is maliciously speculating, maybe the gods in the sky also have a superficial side?
Otherwise, in those temples, the rich will always get the upper hand, and their names will be engraved on the stone tablets.

If you don't have power, you can just join in the fun and act as a spectator of the so-called ritual blessings.

When facing gods, it is obviously necessary to express sincerity appropriately.

The question is, what can we use to express our sincerity and win the favor of the gods?

Give money, precious metals, or something of value.

Erin thought for a while and decided to try a special item, the very delicious vine fruit wine sold at a street stall.

The superior gods, I wonder if they like this kind of thing?

Erin didn't know much, but decided to give it a try and came to the roadside stall run by the silver-haired girl.

The beautiful silver-haired girl entertains customers with a smile, making people feel close to her.

The chubby little girl, wearing a small apron, continued to help her sister.

In the eyes of people around her, helping is more like play, but the little girl still does her job very seriously.

And from time to time, he would take out the lollipop rewarded by his sister and add a few more bites with squinted eyes.

The happy little look made the customers laugh.

The young man with a resolute face was still practicing his sword under the big tree, making every move very seriously.

He seemed completely unconcerned about the things around him and was immersed in an independent world.

However, when needed, he will still respond immediately and help clear the table and clean up.

Training and work are combined without any conflict, and there is no feeling of hectic at all.

The customers at the stall should all be repeat customers, so they were not surprised by the boy's behavior.

Occasionally, the young man responded with a few words of teasing.

In today's neon city, similar young men and women can be found everywhere. They no longer indulge in illusory happiness, but work hard and actively practice, hoping to become powerful warriors and monks.

If you can do this, you can change your life and achieve a true counterattack.

For those at the bottom, this is a fair opportunity, provided they work hard enough. Compared with the descendants of the people at the bottom, the descendants of the middle class and the top people are even worse in terms of hard work.

With the advent of a new era, their advantages have been severely weakened. If they want to maintain their position, they can only desperately defeat other opponents.

Where others can't see, those people are training desperately, and the sweat, blood and tears they put in are enough to shock people.

Success never depends only on luck. Sufficient hard work is also a very important part.

Eileen's eyes swept across the stalls and paused briefly on one of the young people for a second.

She didn't know why, but she felt that the other person was special, but she didn't know what was wrong.

The young man sat in a corner, at a table by himself, with a large jug of vine cider in front of him.

He didn't interact with other people, and the other customers didn't interact with him, or even look at him.

If it hadn't been for the little girl who brought him a side dish, Irene wouldn't have noticed the other party's existence.

Judging from the little girl's appearance, she seemed to be very familiar with her. The young man smiled and chatted with her for a few words.

Realizing that Eileen was looking at him, the young man turned his eyes, smiled at her and nodded.

Erin nodded quickly, then turned her gaze to the side to avoid making the other person unhappy with her continued gaze.

I don’t know why, but I always feel that the other person looks familiar, but I can’t remember where I’ve seen him before.

Irene's memory was good and she could recognize anyone she met, but the young man in front of her really couldn't remember it.

I just feel that the other person's temperament is like a mountain covered by mist, majestic and mysterious, making it impossible for people to see the reality clearly.

Although she was curious in her heart, Irene had no intention of going into details. There are a lot of strange people in the Neon City today, and she would encounter one or two from time to time.

Perhaps due to their spiritual practice, most of these people have weird habits that make people feel weird.

If you feel uncomfortable, try to keep a distance and avoid too many interactions.

Most of the time when mortals are provoked by extraordinary powers, it is a disaster rather than a blessing. If it is really a bad thing, they will have to skin themselves even if they die.

I bought two cans of vine fruit wine from the silver-haired girl, one was dedicated to the statue of the God of War, and the other was kept for myself to drink.

After drinking this fruit wine, Erin fell in love with the taste and has already regarded it as a reserve drink.

Take a sip every day and feel extremely comfortable. It seems that the stress in life has been relieved a lot.

Compared with those high-tech drinks, this kind of drink brewed with extraordinary plants and containing a hint of energy is now liked by more and more citizens.

They regard this vine fruit wine as a health tonic and must drink a certain amount every day.

Before leaving, Irene glanced at the customers, and then walked towards the Champ de Mars.

She didn't know why, but she always felt that she had forgotten something.

It seems like... someone?
Erin thought for a while, feeling her thoughts were in a mess, and finally stopped thinking about it.

She came to the Champ de Mars, placed a jar of vine cider on the steps, and then muttered something to the statue.

After the sacrificial prayer was completed, Irene returned to her home and drank a whole can of vine cider on the rooftop.

Unknowingly, Irene fell asleep on the rooftop again, feeling that this sleep was extremely sweet.

When I woke up again, I realized that it was getting bright and it would be time to go to work soon.

Erin was shocked. It was her second day at work and she couldn't be late.

With no time to wash her face or brush her teeth, or even change her clothes where the drinks were scattered, Erin hurried towards the street.

I rushed slowly and hurriedly all the way, and finally arrived at the last moment without missing the opening of the portal.

After entering the mysterious space, Erin and others continued to collect extraordinary plants, squeeze their juices and prepare them according to yesterday's steps.

After finishing all the work and choosing a quiet location to learn knowledge, Erin suddenly heard a soft voice.

"What does it smell like on you? It tastes delicious!"