Alien Dust

Chapter 282 Survive first
The last meal was served right away.

I woke up just in time. If I stayed at home for another day or two, this miserable young city lord would have died...

Well, since I was awakened by this guy twice, it can be regarded as fate, and there is the so-called metaphysical cause and effect.

It doesn’t matter, no matter how bad your fate is, I can change it for you.

"I heard there are demons outside. Can you give me some demon hind leg meat? Not too fat. It's best if it has been practicing for one or two hundred years." Wu Hen said to the jailer.

When the jailer heard Wu Hen speak, he also looked surprised.

In the past few months, the young city lord has not said a word and seems to be crazy.

However, the young city lord still had some courage and poisoned Jiang Jiutao to death.

Jiang Jiutao has been rampant in Nha Trang for many years, and countless people have been beaten to death in the streets with his whip. Although killing Jiang Jiutao cannot change the fate of Nha Trang, it also lets those who wantonly bully the people of Nha Trang know the backbone of the people of Nha Trang!
"I'll go and ask. Our place has been scraped clean and there's not a single piece of jade left, but we will find a way to get you this last piece of good jade!" said the jailer.

It can be seen that the jailer still has some affection for the young city lord.

"By the way, about the dream demon..." Wu Hen did not explain the situation clearly, in order to avoid being identified by the other party as a person who was possessed and lost.

I thought that when my consciousness left the young city lord's body, the young city lord was tortured as a suspect of poisoning. He was locked up in this prison and had little contact and communication with others, so he was not treated as a person possessed by evil spirits.

"Thanks to Miss Ruan, we caught a dream demon and got a chance to breathe in Yacheng. But the one-year deadline is coming soon. If we can't hand over enough jade, we will eventually be killed and expelled. Alas, Young City Lord, we really don't want to leave here." The jailer sighed.

"Yeah, yeah." Wu Hen just nodded and stopped talking.

The jailer seemed to have endless things to say. He sat in front of the prison door and began to sigh, talking about the situation of the people in Nhacheng and how he had tried desperately to find a way out for the entire Nhacheng when the old city lord was still there. It was a pity that the old city lord was still no match for the power of those domain governments and ended up with a very dirty and miserable crime.

Wu Hen was listening. This talkative jailer just filled in the missing information for him, otherwise he would have to pretend to be mute for the rest of time.

Although Wu Hen has not set foot in the Zhenwu world many times, he is also a keyboard warrior who knows everything. All the information about the Zhenwu Continent on the Internet is public. With people's adaptation and information sharing, Wu Hen has roughly figured out how to avoid being treated as a person possessed by evil spirits.

At present, my identity is quite sensitive, and the beginning is not easy. There is the last meal for execution, and the whole city is about to fall. It seems that there is also a revenge for the murder of my father...

Most of the passers-by who enter this world are at the bottom of society and have a very miserable fate.

After all, if it is not miserable, how can it be lost?

In modern society, there are also people who are lost due to the pressure of life. Their souls have long gone to other places, leaving only a body with some memories, mechanically doing repetitive things in the cold society. The kindness in their bones makes their behavior still within the normal range and they are regarded as normal people, but it is enough to show that their spiritual world is not paid attention to or cared by anyone at all. In fact, they have long stopped playing with the people in this world.

This continent that worships Zhenwu has a strict hierarchy and the law of the jungle. In modern society, at least people can live in seclusion in the mountains and avoid contact with power. However, the mountains and forests in this Zhenwu world are the territories of powerful monsters and spirits. Those who go into the mountains can only become food. The weak, hardworking, and honest workers must rely on powerful warriors, otherwise there will be no room for survival.

This is the current situation in Nha Trang.

There is no more powerful warrior to protect.

In the past, Yacheng was ruled by an old warrior who was a retired man.

But after the old warrior passed away, Yacheng was left without a warrior to protect it, and was attacked by demons one after another. When the old city lord was still alive, he would rely on his connections to find some warriors to guard the city...

However, because the garrisoning warriors are not fixed, the old city lord is easily targeted by powerful people.

Wu Hen listened to the old jailer's constant complaints. He always said that God was unfair and let the old city lord meet that group of jackals.

In fact, in Wu Hen's view, this fate was destined.

It was a low-probability event that the old martial arts master retired to this city to retire. It was a gift from God to this city.

When the old martial arts master is still alive, not training martial artists and not making friends with powerful and reliable martial arts families is short-sighted...

Although the old city lord plays the role of his own father this time, Wu Hen is speechless that his father has no sense of vigilance. He only has a kind heart towards his people and thinks that he does not need to cling to those warrior families because there is an old martial artist like him. Little does he know that all the respect and kindness the world has shown him in the past were given by the old martial artist. He is just a lamb that can be easily obtained.

As for the young city lord Lu Yun, he completely inherited his father's thoughts and ideas. He naively believed that by catching a dream monster for the nobles, he could keep the city safe.

"Miss Ruan seems to have some background. She was able to save this city. And I am still alive until now, probably because of her favor." Wu Hen began to think.

But she was not strong enough to absolve herself of the crime. After all, Jiang Jiutao was the Jiang family's lackey. If she killed him, she would not be able to escape the blame.

"This fragile body needs to be strengthened first, otherwise I will really be beheaded."

"After escaping, I will find Sister Ruan as soon as possible. She will probably take me in. I can rely on her to get through this weakest period, and then slowly expand my power."

Although I have an awakened sense of taste, I can quickly improve my strength.

But Lu Yun had never learned martial arts, and he didn't have any true Qi in his body. It was useless to just strengthen his body. What's more, he could only improve his physique to the fourth level at best. Without the support of martial arts, he could never defeat those Zhenwu masters who released their true Qi.

Wu Hen's thinking was very clear. This Lu Yun was not suitable for martial arts training, but he was born in a city, a city rich in jade, and for Wu Hen, it was the very rich Yuanyou Jade Mine.

As long as the stability of the city is guaranteed, Xiaoyi's food problem will be solved.

"Yeah, survive first!"

After surviving, Wu Hen can find a way to extradite Lu Yun back to Nuwa.

After the extradition is successful, he will inherit everything from Lu Yun.

In the passerby version, the goddess Nuwa will not release biological signals to make the relatives and friends of the inhabitant feel a sense of identity and biological emotions, but if the extradition is successful, it will happen, so the next priority is to ensure the life safety of the inhabitant.

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In front of the prison door, a scarred warrior holding a huge silver knife stood there with a cold look in his eyes.

"What are you doing?" the scarred warrior asked.

"Send the last meal to Young Master Lu." said the jailer.

"Oh, the food is quite good. Why waste such good food on that crazy guy? It's better to honor me. At noon tomorrow morning, I will be more clean and won't let your young city lord suffer any pain!" said the scarred warrior.

He was sent by the Jiang Mansion to supervise prisoners and carry out beheadings. After chopping off the young city lord's head tomorrow, he can go back to report.

"This farewell meal is for those who are going to the underworld. Judging from your appearance, you must be Lord Wu Zhen who has lived for hundreds of years..." said the young jailer.

"Haha, go in quickly." The scarred warrior didn't make things difficult after hearing this and waved his hand.

The young jailer entered the cell.

He woke up the dazed Wu Hen.

Wu Hen's arms were already skin and bones, and he didn't even have the strength to tear flesh.

The young jailer was indeed brave and took the trouble to tear off the demon's flesh and feed it to Wu Hen mouthful by mouthful.

Wu Hen's teeth were loose and falling out, making chewing very difficult. There was no other way, so he had to force himself to swallow in order to quickly restore his vitality.

The young jailer Qing Lei couldn't help wiping away tears while feeding the baby.

He had wandered here before and ran into the young city lord because of hunger. If he had been in another city, he would have been torn into pieces by five horses, and his filth would have ruined people's clothes.

But not only did the young city lord not do that, he also gave me a bite to eat, allowing me to survive the freezing rain season...

The former young city lord was handsome and kind, like the reincarnation of a living Bodhisattva. But in the end he ended up like this, even more pitiful than when he was wandering. Even his teeth for eating fell out. God is really blind.

"This good meat was bought with money collected by those in the city who have received favors from you. I will go back and get some more money to give to the man outside as a gift so that he can be cleaner when executing the person tomorrow morning. I heard that it won't hurt at all that way." said the young jailer Qinglei.

"You gave money to the person who chopped off my head?" Wu Hen couldn't help but shook his head.

"Forehead……"

"Don't worry. Everyone will experience disasters in life. God may not be blind. He is just testing me. Once I get through it, everything will be different." Wu Hen said.

The young jailer Qing Lei was also speechless.

Everyone says that the young city lord has a good mentality, but this mentality is a bit too good!
But what he said made sense. Why should he give money to a man who wanted to chop off his benefactor's head? He only hated himself for being a small jailer without any martial arts skills. If he secretly killed this martial artist, perhaps the young city lord could live a few more months.

"Has Miss Ruan come to see me?" Wu Hen asked.

"You came here often during the first month you were in prison, but you haven't come since then," said the young jailer.

"Do you know where she went?" Wu Hen asked.

"She is currently working under Madam Zeng and should be in Monkey Mountain Town."

"Is Monkey Mountain Town far away?"

"We are only 20 miles south of the city, but there are demons and spirits there... Young City Lord, how come you don't even know this?"

"I fainted from hunger, so many things are not clear in my memory. It's normal." Wu Hen explained.

"Oh, yes, yes, I understand that." The young jailer nodded repeatedly and no longer associated it with the idea of ​​being possessed by evil spirits.

(End of this chapter)