How Am I Still Alive?

While the big guys are worrying about the country and the people, how many people are looking at the lives of ordinary people under the clouds.

Su Daqiu is one of them. He is a coolie from the Changshou clan. His family cannot support so many children, so he came out early to make a living.

By the way, his name is just "short cake" plus "big ball". Many local people choose their names quite casually, especially when their parents are not well-educated.

He, he and his brothers, like many Changshou families with many children, naturally started to make a living independently early.

Even among the long-hand clan, it was natural for him to be a big guy with long arms and legs despite his good qualifications. He had no chance to receive an education, so he went to do manual work with low threshold.

Nowadays, as a member of the Iron Bar Gang, a voluntary organization of coolies in Yancheng, what he is best at is probably using various tools to carry heavy objects, so that he can work without being lazy or tired.

"Ha, ha, I'm a little overwhelmed." This time, carrying a bathtub on my back, I only reached the third floor and couldn't walk anymore.

As time goes by, the once skilled "Bangbang" feels increasingly inadequate.

Logically speaking, he should still be in his prime. But the long-term hard work and the harsh local environment undoubtedly accelerated his decline.

The only good thing is that he has been in the industry for four or five years and has not been sick or injured like his colleagues. He thinks this is a blessing, but when the ladder that he could easily climb in the past becomes difficult. When the time came, Su Daqiu knew that it might be time for him.

Perhaps, like other tribesmen, he should take the few coins in his wallet, buy some seeds and some fishing gear, and go to the villages around the city to "retire" and earn a living.

However, his "self-control" is also quite ordinary.

"If I don't have a job, I won't be able to pay my debts and I won't have food to eat."

The life of these "coolies" is quite hard, but in their own eyes, their income is many times more than that in the village. If they go back with a few dozen yuan, they can become rich in the village. For them, the money is too much. It's easy, so it's not so rare.

There are too many temptations in the city. Even without some excessive consumption hobbies, the coolies' private "small gambling pleasure" may not be small.

Similar to his fellow coolies, Su Daqiu not only had no savings, but also had a lot of debt.

The debt is not much, but it is always a burden to him. He cannot stop working, does not dare to get sick, and does not dare to get hurt, because he has seen enough unlucky people.

He is just a mortal, a screw working in the city. He has no other talents except his strength. And now, with the accumulated injuries, I am afraid that he is not far away from being completely unable to do physical work.

In fact, he may not be "ill", but he does not dare to go to the doctor. Now he is getting weaker and weaker.

This time, he finally finished the work after dividing it several times. After receiving the few coins, he did not go gambling or drinking. He had to really think about the future.

"If it doesn't work, go to the witch doctor and buy some medicine."

That night, he was extremely tired and started to have a fever. The little money he had was really spent on the witch doctor, which was not enough for others.

When he was burning and confused, he vaguely knew that he seemed to be unable to pass this hurdle. Even if he was lucky enough to survive, he would basically have no future if he could not work.

Perhaps, this is his destiny. Some things have been determined from the moment of birth.

Perhaps, this is a normal "screw scrapping". The daily use period has come to an end and it should end.

But at this time, a fellow coolie brought him a rumor.

"Have you heard? As long as you lie on a canoe floating on the sea at the intersection of the Southern Lion constellation and the White Bird constellation, make a wish to a lantern, and offer your own flesh and blood, you can become a real person. The superhuman being.”

Recently, a new legend has emerged among the people of Yancheng.

But this doesn't sound reliable at all. According to past experience, it is correct to report the cult directly.

But at this time, Su Daqiu was burned to a pulp.

"Boat?"

Coolie Su’s house has a bunch of “garbage” that others don’t want, and he occasionally uses a boat to get around. There are no fish around here.

Originally living by the sea, he just did what he said.

"Lamp flowers, flesh and blood. Bring a knife"

At a loss, he went out to sea inexplicably. On this night, two constellations appeared in the starry sky at the same time, and they coincided with each other.

He originally thought this was just another rumor, but inexplicably he saw small boats outside the pier. There were not a few people who believed this "rumor".

He gained a little more confidence, so, according to the rumors, he prayed and made a wish before the lanterns, and offered three cups of blood that symbolized his life.

"Is it really a lie? I don't have the energy to be angry anymore."

Su Daqiu felt a little regretful. He thought he might have been burned out, but unknowingly, the old boat was wrapped in mist.

Su Daqiu was a little scared and uneasy. He could no longer find his way. But when he saw the clear water under the boat, he became inexplicably excited.

Even he knows that there is no clean sea around Yancheng.

"here it is"

Suddenly, the fog dispersed, revealing a real land.

He reached the shore and subconsciously walked forward, but saw a deep well.

There was a strange wooden sign inserted next to it, written in human characters, but for some reason, Su Daqiu, who was obviously illiterate, recognized it.

"One year of life in exchange for the opportunity to become a transcendent."

It was obviously a deal like that of an evil god, but at this moment, Su Daqiu's face was filled with joy.

"Just one year?"

The dream and the fog will eventually dissipate. When the confused Su Daqiu wakes up again, he has returned to the ship and is drifting on the sea.

"Dang!"

At some point, the ship's plank hit the shore, and the noise of people completely woke him up.

Feeling the warm sunshine, he woke up completely. Since he was alive again, today was another day of working as a worker.

"Did you succeed?"

The strangers who came around him kept asking questions, which made him a little confused.

There was a strong man dressed as a carrier, with his face pressed to his face, and he kept asking.

"What is success?"

Looking at the big face squeezing over, Su Daqiu was a little anxious and subconsciously pushed hard.

"boom!"

That strong man, who was obviously a bit stronger than Su Daqiu, was pushed away by that single hand.

"I obviously didn't use too much force. This legend is true. I became Superman."

Inexplicably, Su Daqiu, who felt the strength all over his body, burst into laughter.

"How much can you move at one time and how much can you earn?"