Infinite Anime: Opening Template Jiguoyuanyi

"Chichi...chichi..."

A small car spraying white steam with a very simple shape, without even a shell, drove from the street in the distance.

In the back of the car, there was a carriage on wheels, which contained a large vat filled with steaming porridge.

Around the trolley, there were several people riding on horses, dressed appropriately, holding steam guns with cold expressions, long knives on their waists, and a piggyback engine that supplied steam.

"Woooooo!"

The crisp and pleasant sound of steam eruption sounded from the car.

To everyone in the slums, this voice is as beautiful as the sounds of nature.

Because it symbolizes food.

The car finally stopped at the intersection, and several warriors on horses surrounded the car indifferently, aiming their steam guns at a group of hungry civilians.

"Come one by one, whoever dares to break the rules and rob them."

A samurai headed by, glanced at the people around him, and there was a touch of indifference and disgust in his eyes.

"boom!"

A white air stream spewed out of the steam gun, rushing towards the sky.

"Just wait to die."

Under the cold eyes of several warriors and the threat of the steam gun in their hands, the surrounding civilians suddenly became much quieter, and the crowd was not as chaotic as before, and began to slowly move towards the porridge cart.

Some porridge, for the Fujiwara family, is not a valuable thing.

Sending these warriors to deter them was just a precautionary consideration. After all, these civilians had happened before because they were so hungry that they directly robbed the porridge cart.

Porridge doesn't matter, but in the eyes of the Fujiwara family, the car that transports porridge is far more valuable than these humble and worthless commoners.

After all, most of this steam machinery is produced in Xianjinyi. Although the two cities are close, it is not too simple to buy them. Juncheng is not available every day.

These main warriors are responsible for the safety of the porridge cart, as for other things like a fight over a bowl of clear porridge.

They don't care about it, for them, this is just the countless pastimes that can make them feel happy.

In a place like the slum, it was a great gift for them to be willing to come. If it wasn't for the Fujiwara family who wanted to leave more cannon fodder, they would never set foot in such a dirty place for the rest of their lives.

Even in their eyes, these guys are not even people.

Just as the crowd was moving slowly and eating the porridge from the porridge cart, two thin figures ran out from the corner of the street. It was Ikoma and Hatsura.

"Brother Lin Yu, here we come~"

With a bright smile on her tender face, Hatsura trotted all the way to the booth with Ikoma.

Seeing the arrival of the two, Lin Yu's face flashed a soft color, took two bamboo-like containers from Ikoma's hand, and pointed to the crowded crowd.

"Just watch the stall right here, I'm going to make porridge, and if something happens, call me immediately."

"Don't forget, don't be brave."

Life in the slums is not very peaceful. Sometimes people who are hungry will fight desperately for a bowl of clear porridge.

That's why Lin Yu wanted it, and told Ikoma and Hatsura again and again.

After all, the two of them are not very old now, and their bodies are thin, so they are still very disadvantaged in the face of adults.

"I know, Brother Lin Yu, you have to be careful~"

"I will protect Chu Sakura, so don't worry."

Seeing that the two of them vowed, Lin Yu rubbed their heads and walked towards the crowd of people in front of them.

In front of the steam car making porridge, there are huge crowds.

In a place like the slum, the porridge that the Fujiwara family distributes at noon is the basis for many people to survive. Lin Yu is used to this surging crowd.

If it weren't for the series of benefits brought by the system, as well as Lin Yu's years of exercise, it would not be a good thing for terror to squeeze in.

The crowd of refugees is like an abyss that chooses people to eat, and from time to time, someone can hear roars, or screams and mourning.

It was the last sound in the life of the guy who fell without standing under the crowd of people.

In this environment, if you don't maintain a good balance, you will fall to the ground.

By that time, even a strong adult will be trampled to death under the trampling of countless people's hunger for food, not to mention the frail and malnourished guys in the slums.

Every time the porridge is distributed, this kind of thing is not an exception. It is often seen that some weak guys are crowded on the way and finally trampled to death.

After the crowd dissipated, a puddle of meat-like sauce would be left on the ground, which was disgusting, but no one paid much attention to it.

It was eventually eaten by wild dogs and disappeared.

Chapter [-]: The Sticky First Sakura

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However, this kind of cruel scene has long been accustomed to the people in the slums.

It's like the manager of Suguyi Station, who didn't treat these guys in the slum as human beings, and even these people in the slum didn't have this kind of consciousness, and just lived in a daze.

Lin Yu held two bamboo tubes in his hands, like a nimble swimming fish. Taking advantage of his body size and agile skills, he constantly shuttled among the crowds.