I'm not a theatre god

"Li Fu..."

Han Dong whispered the name, seeming to remember it in his heart.

The boy in Mai stood up slowly. At this time, he was still immersed in the shock of seeing [the two emperors looked at you]. He looked like he was in a daze...

So this is what Zhu Chong and Wu Qiong saw?

The boy in Mai quickly recovered from his surprise. He already knew that this was in a certain Shinto ancient treasure. It seemed that it was not surprising that such a magical phenomenon would occur... combined with what Wu Qiong had just told him to take the initiative. Remarks, he vaguely guessed something.

Invisible to them, there is a group of "emperors" watching everything, and only by taking the initiative can they gain their attention.

This form is very familiar to Mai Mai. When he was in school, he participated in speech and talent competitions with a similar mechanism... attracting the attention of more judges and leaders will eventually win the championship.

So after getting enough attention, maybe you can get an opportunity from this ancient collection?

After hesitating for a long time, Han Dong split the pie in his hand into two and handed half of it to the Maid boy.

The Maid boy was stunned, "Give it to me?"

"I can't stand that Zhu Zhong, who treats everyone as servants just because of his brute strength. It's a pity that I can't beat him." Han Dong pursed his lips and his eyes were full of stubbornness.

"But you are different. When I was beaten, you were the only one who stood up and could scare him away... giving you half of the pie is nothing."

The Maid boy's eyes fell on the half piece of blood-stained pancake. After a moment of silence, he took it.

"Thanks."

After Zhu Zhong left, most of the people stood up and followed him. Although Zhu Zhong is violent, there is no doubt about his strength and courage. Following him has the best chance of leaving here. Even the young man in Mai cannot deny this.

As everyone was walking, the boy in sackcloth glanced at the big cake in his hand, thoughtfully...

He did not eat the piece of cake, but divided it into two halves and handed the piece that was not stained with blood to A Qian's hand.

"Brother Xiao Li, you can eat. You are too tired." Although A Qian was hungry, she did not accept it. Instead, she said firmly, "I'm not hungry at all."

"Good boy, I still have half a piece here, it's enough to eat."

"But……"

"You can only have the strength to walk when you are full. Otherwise, wouldn't it be more tiring if I carry you on my back?"

A Qian thought for a moment that this was indeed the truth, then she stopped rejecting the Maid boy, took a big bite on the cake, and finished it quickly.

After watching this scene quietly, the boy in Mai did not eat his piece immediately, but broke it into several pieces and gave them to the other boys one by one.

A few young men were at the end, and suddenly they were secretly stuffed with a piece of cake, and their eyes flashed with confusion and surprise.

"you……"

"I remember you, you are all from the second district, right?" The young man in Mai said calmly, "My name is Li Fu, and I am also from the second district... Since we are all neighbors, we should take care of each other more.

Maybe, our parents' generation are all friends. "

When several teenagers heard this, they looked at each other and looked at the Mai Yi boy with gratitude in their eyes.

In this strange land of wind and snow, no one knows where there is food and water. Everyone has been so hungry that they have no strength to walk all the way, but the boy in Mai is actually willing to share his food with them. This is true. A timely help.

Coupled with the blessing of the identity of "neighbor", their favorability towards the Mai boy increased sharply, especially the last sentence "parents are all friends", which undoubtedly provided a great deal for the underage children. sense of security.

"Thank you Brother Li, thank you Brother Li!" Everyone was grateful.

"Don't make any noise. Just eat the things I give you secretly." The young man in Mai glanced at the people walking in front and said softly, "Be careful that others are jealous."

Everyone was startled and nodded immediately.

Mai Yi's two words made them subconsciously identify them as a group. The more secretly they do things, the more they can strengthen their cohesion. In addition, the word "jealous" silently marked others as suspicious. Labeled "enemy", their sense of belonging to Mai boy became stronger.

After doing all this, the boy in Mai took A Qian and continued to move forward.

At the same time, the text in front of him changed again:

[Twelve emperors agree with your actions]

really……

The Mai Yi boy's eyes flickered.

"You just told me that you were an orphan, and then you turned around and said, 'Maybe your parents are friends'?" Wu Qiong's slightly teasing voice came from the side.

"I am indeed an orphan. Even my surname and first name were randomly given by the dean back then." The young man in Mai paused for a moment, "But who can say that my biological parents and their parents must not be friends?"

"Then are you really from District 2? Why haven't I seen you before?"

"I was kicked out of the orphanage. When I was begging for food, I passed by the second district and lived on the road for a few days... I could be considered living there."

"..." Wu Qiong looked at him deeply for a long time,

"You are a strong enemy... I regret a little bit that I asked you to take the initiative just now."

"If you don't tell me, I will find out sooner or later, but after you tell me, we are one step closer to each other... At least now, we are allies."

The Mai Yi boy smiled slightly.

Wu Qiong opened his mouth, but didn't know how to respond. He could only nodded with a complicated expression.

"I don't know when this snowfield will end." The hemp-clothed boy muttered to himself. He looked up at the nothingness above his head. "If they want to test us, what's the point of wandering in this snowfield?"

"You mean..."

"Fiery fire refines real gold. If this is really a test, there must be dangers that match the opportunities, right? I don't think it's a reasonable test to let us freeze to death in the wind and snow."

"Maybe there is danger." Wu Qiong paused for a moment, "It's just that we haven't discovered it yet."

...

"Just as Hong Xin speculated just now, this is A trial field for selecting new [Emperors]. "

"The characteristic of [Emperors] is that their rank is not fixed, and their upper limit of strength depends entirely on their subordinate "ministers"... The more and stronger the ministers are, the stronger the emperor's power will be."

"The rules of this ancient treasure house are the same. As the saying goes, a thousand words can melt gold, and a lot of criticism can destroy a person. Once you get the "recognition" of other subordinates, you can let the general trend push you to a certain extent... Just like Zhao Kuangyin in the past, after others put on the yellow robe for him, he was like a god, and finally ascended the throne."

"The changes that happened to Hongxin just now should be based on this principle."