Saint Ancestor of All Demons

Coming out of the Tianyao City Mercenary Guild, Xiang Chen and Gong Yangzheng walked on the streets of Tianyao City. As for the 30,000 mercenaries who came to register, they were temporarily settled in the local Kunpeng Mercenary Corps.

Tianyao City has a season every 30 years, and a season cycle every 120 years.

It is late autumn now, the weather is cold, and winter is coming.

I saw many people in tattered clothes wandering on the street with numb expressions and lifeless eyes, like soulless zombies, and many beggar-like people squatting in a corner of the street shivering.

"Don't stay here and affect the city appearance, get out!"

There are special city management personnel who drive away these beggars who are curled up at the doorsteps of other people's homes or in some corners, and drive them away.

There are also elderly beggars who fell asleep in the corner, and then never woke up again. When they were found, they had been blown away by the autumn wind.

If they are found by city management personnel, such people will be dragged to the furnace in the city, burned into ashes, and turned into organic fertilizer for related fertilizer industry companies, so as not to become zombies.

Ordinary people in this world also have a hard life. Without food, they cannot sustain their lives for a long time just by relying on the energy of heaven and earth. After all, the energy of heaven and earth has a price!

The housing prices in the blessed land with rich energy of heaven and earth are not affordable for them. The excess energy of heaven and earth is absorbed by the spirit gathering array of different properties.

Xiang Chen raised his eyebrows slightly: "What's going on? Why are there so many beggars in Tianyao City? I remember that there were rarely beggars in Tianyao City before."

Gong Yangzheng sighed slightly and said: "Your Majesty, these beggars are refugees from other cities. More than 300 years ago, several cities not far to the north of Tianyao City were hit by the disaster of demon insects, and countless people fled to Tianyao City."

"A large number of foreign populations came to Tianyao City. They had no place to live and no land to cultivate. It was difficult to find a job, and many people became such refugee beggars."

"So that's it." Xiang Chen frowned slightly.

Suddenly he saw a group of people in the distance rushing to a large trash can and began to search in the trash can.

Some people found fruits that were almost rotten and quickly put them into their mouths to chew. Some people found half-eaten discarded food and quickly put them into their mouths. They seemed not to be human, but a group of wild dogs from another world.

Xiang Chen saw a thin beggar boy with dishevelled hair and a dirty face. He found a piece of bread that should be produced in Tianlang City, but the bread was already covered with dirt.

The boy put it into his mouth and took a bite without caring. However, a taller beggar next to him saw it, snatched it directly, and kicked the boy hard.

The boy was kicked in the stomach, and he held his stomach for a long time and couldn't recover.

Soon, everything in the trash can that could be eaten was found, and they put the useless garbage back into the trash can. It's not that they are of high quality, but if they don't put it in, they won't even have a trash can to turn over in the future.

And those beggars turned into zombies, wandering in the corners of the street.

Xiang Chen watched all this silently from a distance. He saw them searching through the trash cans before he walked over. His eyes fell on the boy who was holding his stomach and trembling to stand up with difficulty.

To be precise, this was a girl, with unkempt hair, short hair, and dressed like a boy.

The girl was pale and thin, and she looked at Xiang Chen who was coming over with a dull look and was about to leave.

"What's your name?" Xiang Chen made his voice as soft as possible without malice.

The beggar girl's eyes were full of vigilance, and she silently took two steps back.

A flash of light appeared in Xiang Chen's hand, and a piece of intact, freshly baked, fragrant bread appeared.

A bakery a few kilometers away suddenly lost a piece of bread.

Xiang Chen handed the bread to the beggar girl and said, "My name is Mu Chen. I am a storyteller. Recently, I want to write something about beggars and insect plagues. If you are willing to accept my interview, this piece of bread is yours. In addition, I can give you ten taels of Hongmeng purple crystals."

The beggar girl's eyes became more bright after hearing this. She swallowed her saliva, looked at the fragrant bread in his hand, nodded without hesitation, and then grabbed the bread and swallowed it frantically.

She choked herself soon after eating too fast. Fortunately, Xiang Chen had another bottle of purple water with a market price of one Hongmeng purple crystal and a weak Hongmeng purple energy in his hand and handed it to her.

Speaking of these products that are very similar to modern products, most of them come from his Tianlang City. The people of Hongmeng Tianwu have never thought that even ordinary water with a little weak energy can be packaged to make money, and the profit is several times more. They don't know that in some worlds, selling water can also make you the richest man.

Later, Xiang Chen gave her another piece of cake and a tea egg, but he didn't dare to let her eat too much. If someone who hadn't eaten enough for a long time suddenly ate too much, it might cause death.

The beggar girl shed tears while eating, and there were two more tear marks on her face, which was originally covered with dirt. She wiped her face, and her face looked even more haggard. I don't know what she remembered.

Xiang Chen pointed to a restaurant with a relatively high grade nearby: "Let's go in and talk."

The beggar girl nodded and followed Xiang Chen into the restaurant. The restaurant waiter saw the beggar girl, frowned slightly, and then smiled and said: "Sir, it is not convenient for us to bring beggars in here. We are high-level-"

Gong Yangzheng directly took out a high-level Hongmeng purple crystal worth hundreds of taels. Seeing this, the waiter immediately shut up and bowed and said: "Please come in, three distinguished guests."

Xiang Chen ordered a meal for two, a beef brisket stewed with tomatoes and potatoes, a beggar's chicken, a few stir-fries, and a cup of milk tea for the beggar girl.

Milk tea, a drink that became popular all over Hongmeng Tianwu after being exported to the outside world in Tianlang City, was deeply loved by countless young people.

The beggar girl was holding milk tea, and her memory was in a trance. She didn't know how many years she had not had a serious drink.

She drooled looking at the dishes Xiang Chen ordered. Xiang Chen smiled and asked, "Can you still eat it? People who haven't eaten for a long time should not eat too much, otherwise it will easily damage the body."

The beggar girl hesitated for a moment, then shook her head reservedly, and finally spoke: "Thank you, I have eaten."

Her voice was soft and weak, and very reserved. Xiang Chen estimated that she and Zhu Xi were about the same age.

"What's your name? How did you become a beggar?" Xiang Chen asked.

The beggar girl then said: "My name is Tong Yue'er. I originally lived in Yuanfeng City. Yuanfeng City was attacked by demonic insects. My parents and I fled to Tianyao City - but my parents, my parents were already in the previous one." When Qiu dies, I become a beggar——"

At this point, the girl fell into memories. Without Xiang Chen asking, she started to tell her own story, talking about the terrible scene when the plague of demonic insects suddenly appeared in the city, and talking about the neighbors who died in it.

He also talked about his family.