My unlimited points redemption system

The young man who borrowed the road was naturally Zhang Jingfeng, and Zhang Jingfeng didn't pay attention to some people, nor did he care where they were going next.

Just look at the scenery along the way like a walk.

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A small town on the edge, because the war has made this place dilapidated, you can also see the prosperity of the town in the cruel body, but because the war has made this place deserted, only a few people survive here.

A teenager was lying in a corner of a broken house at this time, curled up, his figure so emaciated, it is not an exaggeration to describe it as skinny.

The teenager seems to be dreaming, and it is still a nightmare, maybe he dreamed of something sad, the teenager is moaning, as if crying

, "Woo...

"Father!" The boy suddenly woke up from his dream and cried out in shock, with a trace of tears in the corners of his eyes.

The boy opened his eyes and looked around, he thought that his father had come, it turned out to be a dream. Then the teenager's tears flowed again, and he knew why he was crying, because he knew that his father would never return.

The boy trembled and got up from the ground, he was already hungry at this time, he had not eaten a little for a long time, but relying on some dew in the morning and some weed roots, he maintained his weak body.

The boy knows that he can't be like this, he can't just wait for death to come, he must do something!

"Even if your parents are gone! I must also live strongly! The boy secretly swore in his heart.

......

The young man slowly walked out of this temporary residence, since he wanted to live well, then he could no longer stay here, he had to go out and leave here to find a new direction. It's just that before that, you still have to fill your stomach.

Outside, a fresh breeze came slowly, which seemed to add a touch of life to this dilapidated town, but this breeze seemed a little bleak, because no one would appreciate it at this moment.

The boy walked slowly towards the entrance of the street, his steps a little heavy, and a pair of torn shoes rubbed against the ground and made a croaking sound.

The sound attracted the attention of some of the struggling guys around the town, but they were not interested in it casually.

......

"He has food!" At this time, I don't know who shouted.

The young man looked in the direction of the voice, and saw that someone quickly ran out and ran towards the young man's front not far away.

Not far in front of the young man, there was an equally skinny man who was slowly approaching from the entrance of the town at this time. The man was also holding several pieces similar to white-faced steamed buns in his hand.

The young man looked at the thing in the man's hand and swallowed his saliva, he also wanted to run over and grab it, but he was one step late, because the guys who heard the voice just now all ran out and surrounded the man with the white-faced steamed bun in his hand.

"Put food! Hand it over! One said while swallowing. He didn't go to rob it, because he knew that he was not the only one surrounding the man at this time, and if he snatched it, he might not even get a hair.

"Hand it over! Hand it over! The group shouted, that is, no one dared to grab it, they were all scrupulous, afraid that they would not get it after they snatched.

The man looked at the situation in front of him and regretted it very much, why did he have to enter the town to eat, couldn't he eat first and then return to the town?

"I... This...... This is the adults passing by outside the town, seeing me pitiful, giving alms to... It's mine...... I...... Why should I hand it over! The man said, while preparing to quickly stuff a piece of steamed bun into his mouth, for fear that everyone would snatch the steamed bun away.

"Don't hand it over, don't you? Then I had to grab it! However, in the end, some people could not resist the temptation of food and snatched it.

As soon as they heard that someone was going to rob, everyone was not to be outdone, and they began to rob in a flock.

"Ah! My hand! "

Ah! It hurts! "

Who bit my ass!"

A group of people surrounded the man, you fight for me, and the steamed bun was snatched around like this.

"Haha! I grabbed it! A man laughed, and as soon as he finished speaking, he was snatched by others.

When the young man saw this, he was a little glad in his heart, glad that he did not participate in it.

Phew....

A piece of steamed bun rolled down in front of the young man, and the young man fixed his eyes on it, it turned out to be the piece of steamed bun that everyone was fighting for.

Looking at the steamed buns, the young man swallowed his saliva, and then looked at the group of people around him, and no one paid attention here.

Then the young man picked up the steamed buns on the ground with a thunderous clanging momentum, and then quietly walked to the corner of the wall, gently patted the dust on the steamed buns, and ate them in large mouths.

The young man finished eating, looking at the people who were still fighting for me, he also knew that staying here was not a long-term solution, and he just heard the man with the steamed bun say that someone passed by here, maybe there would be a way out with that group of people.

Thinking of this, the boy got up and walked towards the outside of the town, and now he may be able to keep up with the group.

Just like that, the group of people was still fighting for me, and the boy chose to walk straight towards the outside of the town.

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The boy stood outside the town, not knowing which direction to go for a while, he was a little confused.

"What direction is the group that the man said before?"

The teenager didn't know how to look, and for a while he lost his way, and at this time he was looking around, hoping to find some clues.

"That was..." The boy walked in and looked at it, it turned out to be the traces of the wheels of the carriage passing by.

"Hmm! As long as you follow the traces, you will definitely be able to follow that team! The boy affirmed.

As the boy was about to set off, he found a very big problem, that is, which direction was the direction in which the group was going.

"Ah! Calm down! Calm down! There will definitely be a way! The boy couldn't determine his direction for a while, and he was a little impatient, patting his head and muttering.

"Whew... Suck it..." The boy took a deep breath, calmed down a little, sat directly on the ground, and began to think of a way....

Then the boy looked around, and finally fixed his gaze on his feet.

"Feet?

"Footprints!"

"Yes! Just follow the footprints and don't get lost! Ha ha! I'm such a genius! The boy found a way, was very happy, got up and set off in the direction of the group's footprints.

The teenager set off, and the teenager also knows that he may never return, but the opportunity is to be fought for, and if you work hard, you may succeed?

Instead of surviving in that small town, why not take this opportunity to give it a shot, and follow that team maybe there will really be a way out?

As for why the teenager wants to follow, perhaps because in this era of war, there will be such sympathy for others, which makes the teenager feel a glimmer of hope.

Maybe what miracle will happen next?