In the fairy world, I can be rewarded by God

Chapter 2

Lin Yun sighed.

However, when he turned around just now, he heard two 'bangs'.

This was the sound of the coin rubbing as it swayed, and it was only then that Lin Yun noticed the slight weight in his pocket.

"Good fellow... Does this host still have cash?! "

After groping for a while from the rags on his body, Lin Yun really felt out four or five copper coins from a small broken purse.

The appearance of that coin is very similar to the common currency of the Fiore Kingdom in the Demon Tail Kingdom 'J', and it seems that the minting level of the currency was quite good four hundred years ago.

Lin Yun suddenly raised his eyebrows.

Now it's really saved.

Slum resources are indeed scarce, but it is not so difficult to find a shop that sells rice and brown bread.

Go outside and buy something casually, fill your stomach for the time being, and then count the rest!

It was with this thought that Lin Yun 'crunched' and pushed open the wooden door, and a middle-aged man suddenly walked in outside the door, almost not startling Lin Yun.

There was a scar on his forehead, dark skin, and a hideous look.

The host has memories about him, and he is-

"Today's rent, sloppy."

The man's deep voice came.

"Yes, yes."

Although it was the first time to see this man, following that clear memory, Lin Yun took out two 'J's from his wallet extremely skillfully.

"Hmm. Your kid gave it quite happily this time. "

The man's tense face eased a little.

"Before I came today, I thought you would definitely have no money to hand over, and you were ready to seek death like them."

"Count you out... Hehe. "

The man said and walked out.

Lin Yun watched the man leave, and his heart was full of mixed feelings.

In the host's memory, this man is the son of the chief of this slum, that is, the son of the village chief, Weibor.

Because the shacks were all owned by the village chief, his job was to collect rent, only two J, but every day.

Why collect it every day? Because people commit suicide every day. For those who commit suicide, if they collect weekly or monthly, don't they lose money every day?

"Alas..."

Even such a broken shack has to collect rent, which is simply disturbing.

Now Lin Yun only has two Js left, what is the concept of two J?

The rent of this shack for a month is sixty J, compared with the rental house that Lin Yun rented in his own world, about 1J is about ten to twenty yuan?

Of course, not necessarily, this is a slum, the rent is quite cheap, and it is possible to benchmark 1J for a few dollars.

You know, after four hundred years, 1J can only be exchanged for six cents of Lin Yun's world....

The prices of this era were slightly beyond Lin Yun's expectations.

There was originally a 4J, which was basically declared bankrupt.

What if I change something to eat and can't pay the rent tomorrow?

Now Lin Yun finally knew why he had money on him, this is not broad, it is that he will freeze to death on the street without money!

Lin Yun pinched the time and followed him out shortly after the man walked out.

It has not yet been determined what the environment is near this shack, at least this eldest brother can come over, indicating that it is safe outside for the time being.

And there can't be any robbers staring at the slums, right? Don't go to the market to try your luck?

Gently pushing open the door, a beam of sunlight that was not too strong pierced Lin Yun's eyes a little painfully.

The situation outside is no better than that of a shack.

Livestock droppings are everywhere, and insects and flies are humming.

Standing on the black and yellow soil, a beam of wind hit, blowing people cold.

Lin Yun stepped on the smelly land and jumped to a slightly higher place.

Turning around and looking around, Lin Yun wanted to see what resources could be used around this area.

It turns out that the place where I live is quite good in this village.

The slums were originally an area shared by countless people from the bottom, but after the outbreak of infectious diseases, they were changed into shacks like the current one, which is convenient for isolating and burning corpses.

Occasionally there are economic relationships in these shacks.

According to the host's memory, it seems that he often went to the east to do some menial work in exchange for compensation, but not only was it quite hard, but the money earned to maintain a minimum living was almost not left.

In addition, there is a woods behind the shack.

Even from afar, Lin Yun couldn't see a hint of green at the end of the horizon, not only was it far away, but he didn't know if there were any dangerous creatures there.

There is no way, it seems that you can only find the breeding shack to continue to work to make ends meet.

Lin Yun followed the route in the host's memory towards the shack.

Holding his only remaining coins to death, preventing them from scratching and making a sound, Lin Yun raised his head and paused.

That's probably the place.

Lin Yun knocked lightly on the wooden door.

"Excuse me."

"Come in."

The voice of an uncle came unceremoniously.

Walking into this shack, Lin Yun felt that it was indeed much cleaner than his own shack.

A few bundles of firewood were neatly tied in the corner, and several thick axes hung on the wall next to it.

Next to the firewood were damp and broken planks with the price of the wood engraved on it, which was no more than ten or so at most.

The bald uncle seemed to be counting the accounts, sitting on a wooden chair and stretching out his fingers to gesture.

"Excuse me... Is Uncle Bulber there? "

Bull Wild, this is the name of the boss in the shack where the host Lin Yun crossed before, and it is also the name that Lin Yun has received almost only known except Viagra.

"It's a shame..."

The uncle was very impatient and did not even raise his head.

"Bull died, committed suicide last night, I moved here this morning."

"If you are here to do hard labor, get out of here, I don't need help here."

“......"

This news was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, as if it had shocked Lin Yun's whole body.

It seems that God has cut off his last way of wealth.

At this moment, Lin Yun understood what the rent collector meant when he said, 'Ready to seek death like them'.

When he was disheartened, he recalled the price of those firewood and saw a few axes hanging on the wall, Lin Yun quickly had other ideas.

"I'm not here to find someone to work, or to ask you if this axe is for sale."

Lin Yun blurted out.

As soon as these words came out, the uncle quickly raised his head and looked at Lin Yun, and his eyes seemed to light up.