As a Girl, I Have to Be the Savior of Tomorrow's Ark

'System, I'm cracked. 'Jiang Lin said with a broken face.

'Then you'd better really crack so the girls can get their own part of you. "The system who witnessed the whole process gloated.

'What's the use of talking so much...I'm so upset right now. '

'Oh... I'll go and complain to Mostima. '

However, the other party is not online at this time.

'what's up?This guy Mostima is actually not around sometimes. '

"There should be nothing wrong with her..." Jiang Lin worried, but she stopped worrying after a while.

After all, it is not certain that Mostima has had an accident. Anyway, something happened to her.

Chapter 167 Chapter 160 Five The Other Side of the City

"Then I'll deliver the letter first, and you can take a good rest here."

After Mastema finished speaking, he picked up his backpack, turned and walked out of the room.

Looking at Mostima's back, Phoenix really wanted to rush up and fight with him.

It took me nine days to rush from the middle of Ussas to the west, but I didn't stay there for half a day, and I hurried from the west of Ussas to the east to this city called Chernob grid mobile city.

Is she sick?

Mostima didn't know if she was sick, she only knew that she was facing a huge problem now.

That is, she didn't know where Azazel was exactly.

She only knew from Jiang Lin that Azazel was an underground clinic for infected people, but since it was an underground clinic, it should be in the slums of Chernobog.

So, after asking passers-by on the street, she walked towards the direction of the slums under the surprised eyes of passers-by.

"It's astonishing that anyone would want to go to a ghetto full of the living dead and the infected."

"This Sakota said she was a messenger, but generally only rich people or officials and nobles can pay the messenger's reward. How could there be such a person in the slums?"

Mostima naturally heard the discussions from the people behind him. Who told the Ursus people their voices were too loud, and they didn't cover it up at all.

Only, after she really stepped into the slums, did she understand why those passers-by used the term "living dead" to describe the people here.

In Mostima's eyes, this slum seems to be built on ruins. The streets are very messy, and there are a lot of garbage and filth all over it. Even if you hold your nose, you can smell it slightly Some disgusting smells.

On both sides of this dilapidated street, there are crooked and dilapidated houses, most of which are ruins, and there are not many houses with complete structures.

Most of the people here are ragged, some even have no clothes on.The expressions of the vast majority of people are very numb, and their eyes are dull. There are both infected people and ordinary people, both adults and children, but there are no elderly people.

When this group of people saw the appearance of Mostima, there was a slight light in their eyes, but if people outside the slums saw this look, they would definitely tell you...

Be careful, maybe they take you as a fat sheep.

Mostima has never seen this side of the mobile city with her own eyes. As the passer-by said before, most people who invite messengers are either rich or expensive. It is impossible to visit the local slums on purpose, not to mention that she doesn't think she has the time, after all, the time of the messenger is very precious.

Even if she had such free time, she would only spend it on visiting more beautiful scenery.

Instead of this view...

Mostima took a deep breath. She clenched her shoulder with her right hand. While walking here, she wondered if she should find someone here to ask where Azazel was.

It's just... Looking at this group of "living dead", Mostima always felt that relying on his previous way of dealing with people would not work here.

Mostima naturally also noticed that in those ruined houses, there were many people watching him at this moment.

She put her other hand on the white key and black lock, although with her strength, she didn't have to be afraid of these people who might have malicious intentions towards her.

But her heart was still inexplicably flustered.

Suddenly, she saw three ragged, unkempt little girls leaning against a broken wall, one of the girls had an origin stone crystal on her arm.

She suddenly thought of herself, of Angel Neng, and Angel Neng's sister.

Because the three of them were orphans, they were brought up by the church. When they were young, the three of them depended on each other like this.

Mostima walked up to the three little girls. Because of her footsteps, the three little girls raised their heads and looked over.

She looked at the blue-haired girl with a halo on her head warily, not knowing what she was going to do.

At the same time, the two normal girls hugged the arm of the girl with the origin stone crystal tightly, probably because they were afraid that the other party would do something bad to the infected person.

"I have no malice." Mostima said, and at the same time showed a smile that he thought was kind, but he didn't know that this smile was fake in the eyes of these little girls who had been in the slums and had a good sense of words and emotions.

When he saw that the three little girls were still looking at him warily after he finished speaking, Mostima couldn't help feeling embarrassed.

She took out some biscuits from her backpack. Since she was nagged by Jiang Lin last time, she also started to prepare some snacks and food in her backpack all the time.

After seeing the biscuits appear, the eyes of the three little girls lit up a little, but they still didn't move at all.

It wasn't until Mostima put the biscuits directly in front of the three little girls, and signaled that they could eat, that the three little girls quickly reached out and picked up the biscuits, regardless of whether there was anything wrong with the biscuits or not. Good things, I didn't tear off the biscuit packaging, just gobbled it up.

Seeing the three little girls eating, Mostima felt a burst of heartache for some reason.

At this moment, several unkempt children suddenly appeared in front of Mostima, and they rushed up and hugged Mostima's feet, begging her to give them something to eat.

Mostima was a little confused, after all, this was the first time she encountered such a thing.

Without hesitation, she opened the backpack and took out the few biscuits inside.

However, as if a Pandora's box had been opened, more and more unkempt children came over, and they began to compete for those biscuits, not only fighting each other, but even attacking Mastema.

With Mostima's strength, of course she can easily deal with this group of people, but she can't do it.

Facing this group of children with ragged clothes and fierce faces, she couldn't do anything.

Even if she is still being beaten, even if the backpack on her body is about to be torn off.

She finally used the black lock and white key, not to fight, but to escape from here.

While running through the mud, he closed his eyes tightly.

She thought of those upper-class people she saw when delivering letters. Their children lived in luxurious big houses, and they ate exquisitely crafted food under the service of servants. At their feet, pets were eating steaks.

She thought of her childhood in Rutland. Even though she was an orphan, the church would still raise her up. Although life was not good, at least she had food, clothes, and shelter from the wind and rain. big house to live in.

She thought of everything she had seen in this slum before.

She ran to an empty corner, and sat down directly regardless of the mess on the ground.

Holding his legs, he buried his face in it.

The sound of sobbing came from the corner.

Rutland is a really nice place, she thought.

Even orphans are brought up by the church.

Even if they are infected with ore disease, they are only expelled from Lateran, and even so, those infected Lateran still enjoy the rights of Lateran citizens.

Rutland is really a good place, because she has never seen such a thing there.

Even after being expelled, because of his occupation, at least he saw some normal civilians.

She had no idea that such a side of the world existed.

She used to think that her life was a little unfortunate. Before she was an adult, she grew up as an orphan, and when she was an adult, she had to kill her relatives for some reason.

She thinks that she has seen through the world and the warmth and coldness of human relationships, so when she gets along with most people, she always has a false smile on her face.

But what if you suddenly realize that everything you have experienced is actually nothing at all?

At least she could grow up safely when she was a child, but it might be a luxury for these children to live to grow up.

A sense of powerlessness emanated from Mastema's body, and only when he hugged his legs tightly could his body feel better.

Why does this world have such a side?

In today's new plot of Neng Angel's personal secret record, it turns out that Neng Angel's sister was only seriously injured, but she did not die.

...Does this count as backstabbing?

Chapter 168 Chapter 160 Six Not So Much If

After a brief sob, Mastema stood up.

After all, she still has something to do.

If you really want to find someone to talk to, you have to entrust that person to complete it first.

She picked up the black lock and white key that were placed on the wall, and started walking again.

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After crying and venting for a while, Mostima was not as flustered as before when facing this slum.

She used the power of the black lock and white key to simply visit the entire slum area

Chapter 104

Finally, I found the Azazel Clinic on a quiet street that was much less populated than other places in the slums.

A low building with only three floors, but compared to other buildings in the slums, it is already considered a tall building.

As soon as Mostima stepped into Azazel, he was quickly surrounded by people in the clinic.

"A...a Sakota man with horns on his head?! What are you doing here!"

The people around looked at Mostima warily. After all, under normal circumstances, how could a Lateran step into a slum in a city in another country?

What's more, I came to this clinic.

"I……"

Mostima originally wanted to explain that she had no malicious intentions as before, but when she thought of the three little girls she met earlier, she still didn't say those three words in the end.

At that time, she did not have any malicious intentions, but after she ran away because of panic, would the three young girls really have the ability to keep the biscuits I gave them?

It was only now that Mostima thought about it, and as she thought about it, the fluster in her heart reappeared.

Has your own kindness brought great disaster to others?

"...I am a messenger, and I have been entrusted by two persons to deliver some letters to a Mr. Herag here."

While talking, Mostima took out three letters from his backpack.

One was from Bodrocasti, two from Andrei.