Chapter 177 See with your eyes, hear with your ears. Follow the guidance of your heart.
Chapter 177 See with your eyes, hear with your ears. Follow the guidance of your heart.
Is this the country I'm supposed to help? I recall the dean's last words: "See with your eyes. Listen with your ears." Am I even considering whether it's appropriate to help?
Never mind. There's definitely something deeper behind what the dean said. I'll find out what it means eventually. But not now.
My first impression of this country was that while it wasn't exactly prosperous, upon closer inspection, it wasn't a case of starvation. It seemed to be plagued by internal decay.
The system is pleased. The reward is a full set of Warmth Demon Cakes, but you'll have to explore for yourself.
I wasn't surprised at all. The previous times I was rewarded for doing absolutely nothing. It just seems this one is quite valuable.
This system is quite ingenious. When I read novels, those systems only gave rewards after completing tasks. Even the best ones required fulfilling certain prerequisites.
This system inexplicably gave me a lot of items. Why is that? I'm puzzled and have doubts about it.
Forget it, I'd better be careful. Otherwise, I might keep it to myself while he keeps me in his pocket. That wouldn't be good.
The dean said, "Use your eyes to see and your ears to listen." He was considering whether it was appropriate to help. Several days had passed. He wandered the streets. Nothing much had happened.
One day, two days, four days, one week, two weeks, and finally one day something happened. Whose son was it? He injured someone.
I don't know why, so I think I should stay put. I said I would, but only if I'm safe.
Alright, let's investigate first. Although I'm suspicious of the system, the items it gives out are really tempting. As long as I can master this, I can directly reach the Demon God level in the future.
The problem is that his authority is somewhat impractical. How so? The more people he fights with, the stronger his fighting force becomes. It's not that I'm inherently strong.
Instead, my army will become stronger. Do you want me to build an army? That's really interesting. I wish I could have built a faction before the Demon God War.
Let's go check on the people at that house first. Knock, knock, knock. When the door opened, an elderly man with white hair came out. His face was covered in wrinkles, and his eyes shone with a cloudy light. He looked very weak, as if a gust of wind could blow him over. His hands trembled as he leaned on a cane, standing with difficulty in the doorway.
Who are you? I want to ask about what happened to your family before. It's not that it's something that can't be talked about, but it's like a fishbone stuck in the old man's throat, causing him pain and anger every time it's mentioned.
So, can you tell me or not? Sigh, are you that trusting? Fine, I know some things should be said and some shouldn't. Otherwise, I'd be dead already.
You don't need to know too much. Just know that this is a trivial matter to the government. Or rather, it's not even a big deal.
So you know what I mean? Just tell me. Isn't it summer now? Summer is indeed very hot, so what? Does your son sell ice?
He was clear-headed. He was just an ice seller, doing quite well. That day, the young master of the Chu family wanted to exchange a bell for a piece of ice of the highest grade.
My son said no, we can't sell it. In a fit of anger, they beat him and injured him. He's still lying on the bed and can't get up. My poor son.
Two tear tracks slid down the old man's face. I understand. Should I do something about it? If it were before, I definitely would have intervened. But now...
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