Dress up as Dior sister and awaken your substitute at the beginning

It was a group of young girls.

They looked angry and were holding signs and shouting something.

Some of the people inside had distorted and swollen faces, and some even had a big hole on their faces, which was very creepy.

Mia poked Dio, "What's on the other side?"

Dio took a quick glance and said calmly, "They should be the workers of the match factory who are on strike in protest."

"Why does your face look like that? Are you sick?"

“It glows at night.”

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"Phosphorus necrosis of the jaw. White phosphorus is used in the production of matches, and it's poisonous. You know, capitalists won't spend money on protective measures."

Hearing this, Mia couldn't help but sigh: "I wanted to work in the match factory, luckily I didn't go..."

Dio rubbed Mia's head and said, "Let's go and see mom."

Mia said "hmm", took Dio's hand and went to the cemetery.

This time Mia brought chrysanthemums for her mother.

She squatted down and placed the chrysanthemums in front of the grave: "Mom, I'm Mia. I've changed from a bear back to a human. Tomorrow Dio and I are going on a long journey..."

Mia said a lot.

Dio stood in front of the tomb, listening in silence.

After saying that, Mia stood up and tugged at the corner of Dio's clothes: "Don't you want to say something?"

"You've said it all." Dio grabbed Mia's hand that was causing trouble and led her away.

The two did not return the hat, but took a carriage to the slums.

The old house in the slums was their mother’s property, and although it had some bad memories, the siblings had no intention of selling it.

Dio asked his younger brother to look after it, but since he would be away for such a long time this time, he had to go and take a look after it.

Strangely, Dio took Mia out of the carriage before it even reached the house.

Mia was full of questions: "We haven't arrived at the station yet."

Dio pointed to the building in front of him: "Didn't you ask me before? Why Andy's mother lost her teeth?"

Mia turned her head and looked in the direction Dio pointed.

It was a run-down house with moss all over the bricks. There was no name on the door, but Mia knew it was a black clinic in the slums. The doctor probably had never been to school and did not have a medical license. He was probably a barber who had switched jobs.

Dio told Mia about Andy's family.

Previously, Andy's sister Kelly gave birth to a child, and Andy went to work in a steel mill to support his family.

Perhaps because he was too exhausted from working fourteen hours a day, Andy accidentally fell into the boiling molten steel and melted.

If an accident occurs, the factory will naturally not compensate.

Rather, they were being conscientious by not asking Andy's family to pay for the cost of "polluted molten steel".

Of course, the impurities in the human body will not have any effect on the molten steel. The refined steel can still be sold as usual to be used to build the empire's steel and iron bones...

Andy's father ran away a long time ago. Andy is the eldest son in the family and the only labor force.

With the loss of Andy, the family also lost their stable source of income.

To make matters worse, Kelly's child fell ill.

In order to treat her grandson, Andy's mother had to sell her own teeth.

At that time, there was no reliable technology for making dentures. In addition to dentures made of precious metals such as gold and silver, wealthy people would also use human teeth as dentures.

Poor people can just go to any clinic and have the doctor pull it out with pliers, without even needing any anesthesia.

Mia hissed and raised her hand to touch her mouth: "What happened in the end? Was the child rescued?"

"No. You were there when the child was born, so you should have been able to see that he was not in good health." Dio shrugged, took Mia's hand, and pulled her back to the old house.

Mia shook her head, shook Dio's hand back, and followed him.

The dust of the times weighs on everyone, but the substitute seems to have allowed her to escape her original fate.

Mia and Dio left the slums for some time, but the residents still remember them.

The girl's golden hair was tied up with a rose emerald hairpin, revealing her fair and slender neck. She was wearing a white dress with silver embroidery on the hem, which sparkled in the sun.

The boy was wearing a neat suit and holding an ebony cane decorated with gold and rubies.

The two of them seemed to be glowing, totally out of place in the dark and dilapidated streets.

The residents hid in the shadows in the corners, their eyes fixed on them.

But no one dared to step forward.

The group of men following the brother and sister were dressed in suits and had fierce eyes, and it was obvious that they were not to be trifled with.

Shock, jealousy, greed... the residents' expressions were extremely complicated.

This is an era full of opportunities.

But opportunities have never come to people on this street.

The story of the brother and sister getting rich will soon spread and become a "legend" that people talk about.

After a while, Mia and Dio went to the old house.

The young man was very responsible. The house was spotless and the worn-out furniture and items were repaired and maintained.

Mia was very satisfied and looked left and right inside.

"Dio, look at this water tank. You fell into it when you were a kid. I almost asked Mia to smash it. And this chair. Mom always sat here and told us stories. And..."

The small house holds many memories. Mia took Dio for a walk and suddenly saw a wooden stick as thick as an arm in the corner.

Mia picked up the stick and touched the dark red mark on it: "Isn't this the one that Dalio used to hit people? It turns out he hasn't thrown it away yet."

Mia threw the stick aside, but found that Dio's face was not very good.

Mia rushed over, hugged his waist, and looked up at him: "Why are you unhappy?"

The girl's facial features were softer than those of Europeans, and she looked tender and cute. Dio suspected that she had Oriental blood.

He raised his hand and pinched Mia's chubby cheek: "I suddenly feel that Dalio's death was too easy."

Mia stood on tiptoe and pecked Dio's chin. "Then let's ask Wen Qing to go to Dalio's tomb and perform a ritual? Curse him to go through mountains of swords and seas of fire every day in the underworld."

With a dark gleam in his eyes, Dio held Mia's back and knees and picked her up: "No need. Let's go back."

"Okay." Mia put her arms around Dio's neck and leaned into the boy's strong arms.

Dio turned his head to look at Mia's face, and Mia immediately smiled sweetly in response.

His expression softened a little, Dio hugged Mia's soft and warm body tightly, and quickly walked out of the old house.

He thought it was all over, but it seemed not to be the case.

He was going crazy at the thought of having Dario's blood flowing in his body.

He once regretted that he and Mia were not biological siblings.

But now it seems that this is the best way...

The two returned to the Top Hat, called Johnny and Wen Qing, packed their bags and headed for Liverpool.

They took the train and booked an entire carriage with their money.

Mia was very interested in this steam locomotive full of the spirit of the times, and she even went to the boiler to experience shoveling coal.

Mia's extraordinary strength shocked the stoker, and she was praised as a "natural coal-shoveling saint." If Dio hadn't come to find her, Mia would have been fooled into joining the company.

After arriving at the station, the four people changed to a horse-drawn carriage.

After a long while, they finally arrived outside the Joestar family's manor.

Mia felt that this place was more like a park than a manor.

Neatly trimmed green plants, artistic statues, beautiful angel fountains, and an area that stretches as far as the eye can see...

"Fuck!"

Mia leaned on the gilded carved railing gate of the manor and looked inside, as if she were Granny Liu entering the Grand View Garden.

"So big! So beautiful! So rich!"

"Wow! So the Earl lives in a place like this?" Johnny followed suit and looked inside from the gate.

"You two should restrain yourself." With a twitch of his lips, Dio grabbed one person's collar with one hand and tore it off the door. "This is too embarrassing."

Not long after, the butler came out to greet them.

His hair was gray, but his back was straight, his manners were elegant, and his tuxedo had not a single wrinkle on it. He looked completely different from an ordinary old man.

The butler smiled and said, "Dear guests, sorry for the long wait. Please come in."

As the most reliable among these people, it was naturally Dio who came forward to negotiate with the butler.

Dior took off his hat, performed a standard and elegant salute, and exchanged a few words with the butler.

Perhaps because of Dio's politeness, or perhaps because Dio did not have the "shabby air" unique to the slums, the butler's smile became a little more sincere.

The butler was about to invite everyone in, but he froze when he saw Johnny behind Dio.

The housekeeper burst into tears and rushed over to hug Johnny's trouser legs.

"Master! We have been looking for you so hard!!"