the second day.
Sporadic engine sounds broke the tranquility of dawn, and the whole city gradually woke up under the sunrise.
Zu'an's apprentices finally got off the night shift and were able to go home to sleep.
They are like a group of exhausted ants, slowly pouring out of the factory.
Small vendors from Zu'an also stood guard at the gate of the factory early and set up fly like breakfast stalls.
The stalls sell cheap food that local people in Picheng can't even look at. The devil marsh frogs, gutter mice, stinky cheese sauce sandwiches, and second-hand fried bread slices are all about one large tube to fill up the heat.
Liwei picked and chose among them, and finally picked the cheapest and most delicious brown bread.
And like his fellow workers Gather together in twos and threes, find a space on the road, sit down directly, eat and chat with the fresh exhaust on the road.
"Liwei, don't eat that crap! The black bread sold here is harder than the stone. Is it eaten by people?"
As soon as Li Wei sat down, someone patted him on the shoulder behind him.
Looking back, it was Baku, his fellow worker who was as thin as a monkey, who was also a Zuan.
"Go away! Who is not a human being?" Li Wei only thought he was joking with himself: "Black bread is not good, then you should buy me some good food!"
"I will." This guy, who was very stingy in his memory, answered without hesitation.
Then Baku really sat down beside Levi and waved a hot soft sandwich in front of him.
"Shit, or with eggs and ham slices?!"
Li Weizhen was shocked by the luxury package.
A sandwich made of soft toast with eggs and ham.
As soon as this thing is held, the eyes of people around it are obviously different.
"You are really invited, haven't you taken the wrong medicine?" Liwei looked at Baku's brain suspiciously.
"Bah! Dad is feeding you so much, and you still talk so much." Baku laughed at him and scolded him: "Please eat and take it. Anyway, we don't think we'll have a chance to have breakfast again..."
Smiling, the guy couldn't smile.
"I said, Livy..." Baku forced the sandwich with meat and eggs to Livy, grabbed the piece of black bread from his hand, and bit it bitterly:
"Why didn't you tell us when you stepped on the horse? You borrowed those grandsons' usury!"
"Now people have found the factory... Even Mr. Elvin can't protect you!"
"..." Li Wei could not help but keep silent.
He knew why Baku had suddenly become so emotional.
Because in the world of Zu'an apprentices, whoever gets the usury of those Zu'an gangsters is basically finished.
In Baku's opinion, once he left today, he may never return to work in the factory again.
"Don't worry, I have a way..."
"Don't worry! You have a trick! When those dogs get in, you will not pay them the usury, and the result will be more terrible than death!" Baku could not help but scold.
Then he said to himself, "Liwei, are you stupid to step on a horse? What kind of work are you going to do now? Pack up your things quickly and take your sister back to Zu'an!"
"Hui Zu'an can at least avoid those bastards, otherwise..."
"I know, I know..." Li Wei echoed in a complicated mood.
He knew that he could not convince Baku that he could turn over.
So Liwei had to promise him, "I will return to Zu'an in the next two days... Don't worry."
"Hmm..." Baku again lowered his head and chewed a mouthful of black bread. This time, he chewed hard for a long time, and then said, "Be careful when you go back to Zu'an. Don't die there..."
"In short, live a good life. Maybe I will get the identity of Picheng later and have the chance to bring you to Picheng."
"Bah, what a dream!" This time Li Wei was sure that the guy was joking again.
How can you get the official identity of Picheng? Even if he can get it, he can't bring people from Zu'an.
The threshold for legal migration from Zu'an to Picheng is very high, and the cost is very high. Even ordinary Picheng families can't afford the money, let alone Zu'an people.
"Well..." Baku thought seriously: "I have a way."
"By then, I will be from Picheng. I can adopt you as my son and marry your sister as my wife. I will call you uncle and you will call me father. We will go through the kinship immigration channel and spend less money."
Li Wei: "..."
"Fuck me!"
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Across the road, next to the factory, stands a garden house with an independent courtyard wall.
This is the home of Mr. Elvin, the factory owner.
He was having breakfast with his wife, and his precious daughter was sitting beside them.
The girl is only about 16 or 7 years old. Her lips are thin, her nose is up, and her big blue eyes are watery. She seems to be able to talk. A waterfall of soft pink hair spread over her shoulders, making her milky skin smooth and white.
Plus her gorgeous princess like dress, the girl's painting style looks different from others.
It seems to be worn from luxury houses in modern metropolises. I came here to play Metamorphosis.
"Ah, ah... open your mouth, good~have breakfast."
The girl held a fresh tuna fillet and fed the pet cat in her arms with a spoiled face.
But the fat cat was just lying lazily in her arms, even her mouth was lazy.
"All right, Salfani!"
Mr. Elvin put down the newspaper and angrily called out his daughter's name:
"This cat is about to become a pig - stop feeding it and eat your own food first!"
"How old people are! They have to be taught how to eat."
"Yes, Dad." Salfani put out her tongue mischievously, which put down the fat cat who had eaten too much.
The two maids who waited on her immediately came forward. One took the cat from her arms to help take care of her, and the other took the remaining half plate of tuna back to the kitchen and dumped it.
As for Salfani, she reluctantly picked up a knife and fork, in front of the quinoa chicken breast salad, oil-free scrambled egg pudding, black forest smoked ham slices, caviar hand held sushi Hesitate and choose.
Finally, I pulled a few mouthfuls of chicken breast and vegetable salad, and put down the knife and fork with interest.
"You child... don't eat more!"
"Look at you, how thin you are."
Mrs. Elvin taught her daughter a painful lesson, but Salfani just rubbed the corners of her eyes with a haggard look:
"Sorry, Mom. I didn't sleep well last night... I really didn't have much appetite."
"This..." Elvin and his wife became nervous: "Salfani, did you hear those 'voices' again?"
"Hmm." Salfani nodded haggardly.
She was born with a special ability to listen to the "voice of the soul", and can hear the "melody" of other people's souls.
This kind of magic talent, which is similar to heart reading but more profound, is undoubtedly the best gift from heaven.
But unfortunately, Salfani has no ability to control her talent.
So the gift became a curse instead.
She can always hear the soul melody of people around her out of control. But those melodies are not elegant, more rhythmic, but full of darkness and pain, heavy and suffering.
These disorderly noises have been tormenting Salfani all the time, making her gradually dare not even go out of the door. Otherwise, the more people she sees, the more painful melodies she hears.
But even though she hid at home day and night like this, those voices still haunted her like shadows.
"Alas..." Mrs. Elvin was very distressed to see that her daughter could not even sleep well.
She couldn't help looking at her husband: "Husband, how is the study of the method you said before?"
"You mean that Hexles magic hearing suppressor?"
"It has not been successfully developed... The magic power density of the artificial Hicks gem is not enough, and it is always unable to drive the device successfully... Now I am still studying how to solve this problem."
"There is nothing to study..." Mrs. Elvin frowned: "Since it is the problem of magic power density, if the artificial Hicks gem is not good, try the original Hicks gem."
"That means you can try it..." Mr. Elvin sighed, "Wife, you don't know what the original Hicks gem is."
"That thing is so expensive that there is no market for it! We have only opened a small factory for half our life. If we really buy one, we will have to build our whole factory."
"Just take it!"
"Is your factory more important than our daughter?"
"I am..." Mr. Elvin said with a sore face, "I have to think more!"
"What are you thinking about? We stayed in Picheng desperately, not just to make Nini live a good life here. But now she is so miserable that she can't even get out of the door. What's the use of our money?"
"You can't say that. Why is money useless? We haven't had enough of it in the first half of our lives."
Although they have been rich for more than ten years. But when he thought of the past, he couldn't stop crying.
I dreamed about those things in the middle of the night, and even the pillow was wet after waking up.
"No money is the most difficult disease to treat..." Elvin smiled bitterly.
"Bah!" The lady had a different opinion: "You poor old man, you remember your own 'illness'! What about our daughter?"
"Do you want money or Salfani?"
"I... I just want to wait and see... Our audio business has become more and more popular, and even the nobles of Noxas have begun to order from us in Picheng. I want to fight again. If we can expand the factory in the past two years and earn more money, then we can afford to buy the original Hicks crystal!"
"Go to you! We can afford it now! Old bastard, I think you just want money instead of your daughter!"
The husband and wife are quarrelling with each other. They even use Zu'an's hometown dialect that they haven't spoken for many years.
"Mom and Dad, stop fighting!"
Salfani tried to persuade her to fight, but it didn't work.
At last, she suddenly shook her body for some reason and held her head in her arms, which calmed her parents who were about to be pinched.
"Nini!" The couple immediately gathered around nervously: "What's wrong? Did you hear those 'voices' again?"
"Hmm..." Sarafani covered her head painfully.
Her talent was unleashed out of control.
Countless voices of soul come from all directions, some from factories, some from the street, some from ports, shops, apartment buildings farther away
Some are happy, some are happy, but more are heavy.
"Alas!" Mrs. Elvin glared at her husband angrily, "What are you still doing? Go to play music!"
Wonderful music can relieve Salfani's symptoms and help her relieve her pain.
This is one of the reasons why she loves music.
"Wait --" Just when the couple were eager to help her alleviate her pain, Salfani suddenly raised her head.
"What's the matter?" the couple asked anxiously.
"I... heard the song."
"Singing?" They haven't played music yet.
"Yes, there is singing!"
Salfani suddenly looked out of the window:
"Over there, over there!"
She excitedly went to the window and opened the curtains:
"There is a very special soul there -"
"His soul is singing!"
"Singing a song I've never heard before!"