Collapse of iron, but I am the Supreme Strange

Not to mention the clothes and stuff; they were worn out, ragged, washed to a bleached appearance, and covered in patches... This place seemed several times poorer than the poorest slums he had ever seen.

“Everyone is not doing well…”

An Yi said.

Sambo nodded helplessly: "It has been like this since the blockade order was issued more than ten years ago... Most of the residents here are exhausted and live one day at a time."

An Yi stopped in front of a dilapidated wooden house.

Sangbo paused and almost bumped into An Yi.

"..." An Yi's eyes fell into the room through the window, then he slowly turned his head and looked at Sang Bo: "Look..."

"what happened?"

Sambo was a little confused.

"There's nothing in the room... no usable furniture, no food to fill the stomach, it's full of..." An Yi frowned: "Poverty."

After hearing what An Yi said, Sangbo sighed:

"This is good enough. Everyone feels that being alive is a blessing... no matter how poor one is, it is better than death."

So An Yi raised his head and looked at Sangbo:

“Hasn’t anyone here ever thought of resisting?”

"Resist? You mean rebel against the Great Guardian?"

"That's right." An Yi nodded: "Whether it's an uprising or something else, you have to fight against Cocolia's stupid behavior."

"It's not that simple." Sambo said, "Not to mention that the connection between the upper and lower districts has been cut off, we haven't solved the problems within the lower district yet - we are starving, and there are many conflicts between different forces. If we start a rebellion at this time, it will either be suppressed or stopped by Boss Svarro."

"Svaro?"

An Yi asked: "Who is that? He's a big shot, like a guy from a Hong Kong movie."

"Hey? It's a robot that has considerable influence in the lower district."

Sambo replied.

"Robot!" An Yi showed a very alert expression: "Isn't it the kind with advanced intelligence?"

"correct."

"The calculation ability is still strong?"

"Uh-huh."

"And the force value is very high?"

"Really...how did you know?"

"Damn!" An Yi suddenly became excited: "I hate this kind of robot the most!"

There was nothing he could do about it. After all, he had a huge grudge with Ultron in the past. Now when he heard about a robot like this that could both fight and calculate, he was about to have a stress reaction.

"Uh...it seems like you magicians don't like robots very much...ahaha."

Sang Bo looked at An Yi with a serious face and took a step back with some embarrassment.

An Yi pinched his forehead and spoke again: "Well, this is entirely my personal reason."

He turned around and continued walking forward.

"This image of Swarlow reminds me of a not-so-good experience."

An Yi was silent for a while. Sangbo didn't know what he was thinking about. He just followed him silently as he walked around the downtown area.

Looking at the dirty and messy environment in the downtown area and the life that was like a closed prison, An Yi looked thoughtful.

"Speaking of which, Brother An Yi..." Sang Bo rubbed his hands behind his back: "Can't you conjure up supplies out of thin air?"

"Yes." An Yi replied without even turning his head: "Why, do you want me to make something for you as a reward for being your guide?"

"Eh? Ah... Of course it would be great if there is such a thing." Sambo scratched his cheek: "I just want to ask... Are you willing to help everyone in the lower district? Just use this ability. Maybe it can make many people live a better life."

Sangbo's words made An Yi pause.

"If we simply provide material assistance, we can't solve the problem fundamentally," he said. "We must solve the problem of Kokolia. This guy is the real obstacle to your survival as a Beloberg."

"Solve... the Great Guardian?" Sambo raised his eyebrows: "Aha, isn't this a bit exaggerated?"

"This is not an exaggeration, Sangbo, not at all - to be honest, if I wanted, Cocolia would not see the sun tomorrow." An Yi turned around and said to Sangbo: "It's just that doing this is not in line with my identity at all. This matter should be resolved by you Beloberg people yourself."

"That is to say... you are not going to take action?"

"No." An Yi shook his head: "If necessary, I will play a little bit of a driving role. So I am now looking for a reason for me to do this."

"Reason?" Sambo was a little puzzled: "What kind of reason?"

An Yi didn't answer him, but just smiled, then put his hands behind his back and pouted at a group of children who were gathering on the street: "That's the reason."

"……what?"

Sangbo looked over where An Yi pointed - the little girl in the lead had yellow hair and wore a big white hat, and kept shouting something like "The Mole Party is on its way!"

"Hook?" Sambo frowned in confusion: "What does this have to do with Hook?"

"I'll know soon—" An Yi walked towards the group of children without looking back: "Does this world really need and deserve my help?"

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Chapter 60 Brother An Yi, what is the sky?

Sambo had never seen such a person.

If we only look at his strength - An Yi can open a portal, control others at will with the power of words, summon strange creatures, and be invincible in Kripa Castle. There should be no one in the entire Beloberg who is as powerful as him.

But why does he get along well with children?

This was truly playing with a child, not the kind of teasing, pampering, or education that an adult gives to a child. He felt that when Anyi was with Hook, apart from his incompatible body shape, he was really no different from Hook's peers in other aspects.

When the kids used their fingers as rifles to "shoot" at An Yi, he would cooperate and act out the action of being shot, and when Hook pounced on him, he would also fall backwards, not caring that the ground would dirty his clothes.

This exaggerated performance made the group of children giggle. Sangbo touched the back of his head in confusion - An Yi had been playing with the children here for half an hour, and he had been watching from the side for half an hour. What on earth was he trying to do?

As the saying goes, the friendship between children is the simplest and purest - half an hour is enough for a group of children to become good friends who can talk about anything, not to mention that this is under An Yi's guidance. Does An Yi want to be good brothers with Hook and then ask her for information about the lower area?

This is too unreliable...

Sambo held his forehead, not knowing how to comment on this behavior.

He couldn't understand what kind of noteworthy information there could be from a child like Hook.

Anyi lay on the ground, looking up at the rock wall of the ceiling of the lower city, while Hook sat on his chest, laughing and shouting, "I've decided - Alina! Julian!"

"Yes Yes!"

Two children, a boy and a girl, nearby followed suit.

"I declare that Brother An Yi is the new member of the Mole Party!"

"Great! I got my official identity!" An Yi laughed, "So Hook is the leader of the Mole Gang?"

"First of all! It's the boss, not the captain!" Hook shouted: "Secondly, not Hook - you should call me "Dark Lord Hook"!"

"Oh...but Lord Hook is not black." Anyi said, "Should I call you Lord Hook of Nigo? Well, forget it, I'll just call you Lord Lao."

"To celebrate Brother An Yi joining the Mole Gang, we're adding another big adventure today!"

Hook shouted, and Alina and Julian also waved their arms, looking eager to try.

So energetic...

An Yi looked at the rock formation above his head and thought…even if the environment is so harsh, the children are still keen on doing this kind of thing.

"big Adventure?"

An Yi asked.

"What is the adventure of the Mole Party?"

"Hmm... let me think about it..."

Hook lowered his head and thought for a while:

"Got it! I'm going to find the 'flowers' that are only found in the upper areas in the story!"

"flower?"

An Yi was stunned for a moment.

"That's right - Uncle Sambo showed it to me once before. That day, the old witch told me that there are flowers in the upper district that only bloom once a year! This time, the Mole Party must find flowers in the lower district as well!"

Listening to Hook's words, Anyi looked up at Sambo beside him.

"Ah...haha, yes, I brought some gifts for Hook before." Sambo smiled helplessly.

"Who is that old witch?"

"…I think it should be Dr. Natasha."

"Oh...it seems that she is quite popular among the children." An Yi sighed slightly, then turned back to Hook and said, "It seems that there are no flowers in the lower city. It is hard for me to imagine what kind of plants can survive in such an environment."

"Well……"

Anyi's words put Hu Ke in a dilemma.

"But it doesn't matter - Brother An Yi is a magician." An Yi smiled.

"What is the magic tree?"

The children looked at each other.

So An Yi stood up, stretched out his hand, and pointed in the air -

Golden-red sparks appeared in the air, reflected in the eyes of the three children.

The sparks were like catkins, floating in the air, slowly falling to the ground, landing on the stone road underfoot, and blending into the soil like rain water falling into the mud.

The next moment, the stone turned into soil, the sparks turned into flower seeds, and a tiny flower bud emerged from it.

One, two, three - and then one by one they formed a group.

The flower buds grew rapidly, and as Hook exclaimed, they grew taller, stretched their branches and leaves, and formed flower buds.

One by one, the flower buds began to bloom, like waves on the seashore or ripples in the center of a pond, with flowers of various colors blooming from the inside out.

The red ones were like torches, the white ones were like snow, the pink ones were like the shy cheeks of a girl... The flowers swayed slightly in the air, and they straightened their backs one by one, spreading outward like flames, and soon burned the entire corner of the street.

Hook leaned forward and gazed at the flowers, and a simple, refreshing fragrance wafted over him—it was the first time Hook had smelled such a scent, the first time he had smelled such clean, dust-free air.

She stretched out her hand blankly and touched the petals in front of her - soft, delicate flowers. The wonderful touch was as if An Yi was personally touching the surface of her soul.

Hook's eyes sparkled, as if he wanted to remember this feeling deeply in his heart.

“Wow—”

After a long time, several children expressed surprise in unison.

"Brother An, how did you do that?!"

Julian asked.

An Yi didn't say anything, but just smiled and touched his head.

Hook and Alina, as girls, were obviously more interested in the flowers on the ground. They lay on the ground, staring at the blooming petals with wide eyes, marveling at them.

“So those flowers look like this…”

"Ah? Is this what flowers look like when they are planted in the soil?"

An Yi looked at their surprised faces, frowned, and turned to look at Sangbo beside him.

"...Have these children never left the lower area since they were born?"

he asked.

"Of course." Sambo nodded. "The decree of Cocolia was issued more than ten years ago. Judging from the ages of these children, it is almost impossible for them to have been to the upper district."

"..."

After hearing Sangbo's words, An Yi fell into deep thought. He closed his eyes and didn't speak, and Sangbo didn't disturb him.

An Yi felt someone pulling his sleeve, so he opened his eyes and looked down.