Noble Emblem

Shirley went to Beta and asked, puzzled, "Master, what is the son of gold?"

Greenton knew he had lost his voice, and immediately pretended not to hear anything, and lowered his head to drink the fruit wine. But Beta has not seen any big scenes. He pointedly pointed to his hair, and said, "People like me who have hair color are collectively called the sons of gold, and so are you."

Shirley snorted, didn't follow up, and didn't know if she believed or didn't.

After coping with Shirley's question, Beta asked: "Where is your biggest slum in Tonggu City? Also, what do I need to pay attention to?"

"The biggest slum area is in the North District. I will let the soldiers take you there in a moment." Greenton thought for a while and said, "The only thing you need to pay attention to is time. The time left for you is not too much. I think At most only three months. After three months, other deities believers will definitely come to preach, and I will not always favor you, so you have to find a way to settle those competitors. "

Beta nodded to understand.

"Of course, although Bronze Drum City is under my control, where there is light, there must be darkness." Greenton said helplessly, "You must encounter a lot of trouble during the mission. But I understand that Those are, at best, only minor problems. I only hope that when you deal with those problems, be gentle and don't be as exaggerated as in a dream. After all, this is the territory of our Zell family. I don't want it to be a mess. "

Beta chuckled twice, a little embarrassed. In the game, he had a lot of trouble after acquiring the territory from the royal family. Many surrounding aristocrats came to him in secret, but he brought his knighthood, called another six members, and pushed them one after another, killing the Quartet, beating the nobles around, crying, and making noise. The whole world knows that there is a madman lord in Hollevan.

Greenton was part of the Cavaliers in a dream. At that time, I felt that the life of such goodwill and enmity was refreshing. But now he is the lord. If Beta is so noisy in his territory, he will think that his head is too big. Once the sons of gold go crazy, it is definitely not a level that ordinary people can afford. After all, they dare to kill even the gods. There is nothing they dare not do.

Then the two chatted for a while, and Beta left Shirley.

Greenton was in his study. Take out a book with various gods. He turned to the page of Goddess Vol'jin. Stare for a while, then close again, and then release the bookcase. Then he rang the golden bell, and when the housekeeper came in, he ordered: "Within a month, help me to transfer 30% of the gold coins of the various business houses in my family and put them in my underground storage room."

The housekeeper was a little bit embarrassed: "I'm afraid of separation, and other people are not willing."

"I'll give you a team of soldiers." Greenton's mild face had a rare smell of iron and blood: "If anyone doesn't want to, you'll kick them. Push them until they want."

A happy smile appeared on the steward's face: "Master, I will be happy to help you."

On the other side, Beta and Shirley, led by the soldiers, came to the slums of Beichengjiao. The soldiers left after taking them away from the slum entrance. When he left, the soldier was still reluctant to look at Shirley's back from time to time.

The two stayed at the entrance to the slum. Before you really get closer, you can smell a strange smell. The taste was disgusting, and the sour smell of swill was mixed with the smell of feces.

As a divine creature, Shirley naturally disliked this taste, and she instantly flashed a 'clean magic' to envelope them both.

Then the air they touched became fresh instantly.

"It's a terrible place." Shirley patted her chest. The waves were choppy: "I smelled so disgusting for the first time."

Beta suddenly said, "You should have just been created by the goddess. It's normal to smell it for the first time."

"Yeah." Shirley suddenly realized: "Because I have a lot of knowledge in my head, I always think I have lived for a long time."

From this sentence, Beta confirmed that Shirley was a creature created temporarily by the goddess. This deepened his view of the gods. It is not unusual to create creatures, but after creating creatures, she can have a complete sense of the world and have profound knowledge. This is not easy. To put it another way, if the goddess Vol'jin has enough power, she can create a lot of divine life at one time, and then put it into the human world. It would not be easy to win the jihad.

But why wouldn't the goddess Vol'kin want to do this?

If Woking is because of poor strength, what about other gods?

Could there be great restrictions on the creation of divine creatures? There was a slight doubt in Beta's heart, and he suddenly remembered that the angels under the Bright Goddess seemed to be divine creatures, but the most famous, or more powerful, were those. And they can't just come to the human world, even if they do, they have to go back soon.

But why is Shirley okay?

Thinking of this, Beta could not help staring at Shirley.

Shirley felt Beta's gaze, and then returned with a sweet and charming smile.

At this moment, Beta seemed to see the goddess Volking standing in front of herself.

There was some speculation in her heart, but Beta didn't say it. He stepped into the entrance of the alley. As long as he stepped into this place, there was another world, the world of the poor.

Compared to Winterwind City, or the slums of King City, the poor here seem a little more spiritual.

Whether it's Winter Wind City or the slums of King City, what Beta sees is all those indifferent people. There was no anger, no hope, and no ambition in their eyes.

Ambition and ambition is a derogatory term, but in many cases, it is a motivation for a person to make progress. If a person does not have even a trace of ambition and harmony, it is no different from an animal.

But the people in this slum area still have some light in their eyes, and when they look at it, they know that they still have some hope in life.

King City, as well as the poor in Winterwind City, prefer to sit on the sparse roads and bask in the sun, and live a day without a day. They are too hungry. They will steal, steal, or even eat human flesh. It is exactly the same as a beast.

But here, Beta saw many poor people working ... weaving straw baskets and making linen clothes. There are also many children, unkempt, sucking blue noses, wearing tattered clothes, and from the woods outside the city, picking up bales of hay or firewood for their families.

But when they were as big as them, Beta was eating KFC chicken, playing games every day, or running wild with friends every day. She never knew what the pressure of life was, nor what was called the crisis of survival.

Only by contrast can I know what happiness is.

Houses in the slums are low and short. Most of them are made of wooden slabs, the roof is covered with hay, and the walls are made of yellow mud bricks, which are homemade and of poor quality. Such a house will collapse a large area if there is a heavy rain. Fortunately, such a house will not easily crush people, and it is relatively simple to build.

Beta is walking on the muddy trail in the slums ... This is not because of the rain, but because the residents on both sides of the road poured the domestic waste water on the road.

There is no sewage ditch or sewer here, and the domestic waste water generated by people taking baths, cooking, etc. will be poured on the road. And many people, men and women, as long as they have urination, immediately dissolve their pants at the door of their home and spill the yellow urine full of anger on the small road at their door.

On the way, Beta also encountered many women with yellow and black skin, or children urinating on the roadside, leaving no one nearby.

But when they saw Beta, they were like mice when they saw cats, and ran back to their houses with a swipe of the floor, and some were so anxious that they didn't even have time to mention their pants.

The talent of "noble temperament" is like an invisible force field, which oppresses ordinary people, scares their nerves, makes them frightened, and races away from Beta.

After Beta left, those poor people came out of the house, and they looked at the back of Beta and the beautiful lady with anxiety, and speculated one after another that such a nobleman ran to their disgusting slum.

The road in the slum was narrow and curved like a maze. The poor are the class with the largest number of people in each city, and generally occupy more than 50% of the entire city's population. A few people, even a dozen people, were crowded into small, narrow houses, and these small houses were densely packed in slums occupying less than a quarter of the total area of ​​the entire city.

Beta walked in this labyrinth called the slum for three hours. Nearly the entire slum was gone. Under Jeande's high-altitude view, he didn't have to worry about getting lost. Eventually, he found a place near the slum center. And a relatively wide and flat place.

There were a lot of children with bare buttocks playing here ~ www.readwn.com ~ but after the two of them arrived, they ran away, then stopped and looked at them curiously.

After smashing the hard red ground, Beta said with satisfaction: "Yes, this is a good place to build a temple."

"But here is the land with the owner." Shirley looked around. "If there is no owner, I think there will be a lot of people here to set up a house. Look at them and consciously avoid this place. "

"Find someone to ask."

Beta looked around, then beckoned to the oldest boy in pants: "Children, come here."

The boy in Beta's finger was startled, looked around, then pointed at himself with dirty fingers, and asked with a fearful expression: "Sir, are you calling me?"

"Yes, please come here. I have something to ask you." To be continued.

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