Miss Witch doesn't want to be a diva

Opening his eyes again, Valk was awakened by pain.

A strange child of the same age was riding on him, among those who grabbed him with one hand, and pressed his neck with the other, which made him feel extremely uncomfortable.

Watching him wake up, the other party seemed a little surprised, with a little panic in his eyes, but he still held back.

"you're awake."

"I saw you fell in the snow outside, so I brought you back." He let go of his hand and stood up.

"Ahem..." Clutching his red and sore neck and face, Walker struggled to stand up and looked around. This is a temporary triangular shed surrounded by worn clothes and blankets. It was messy, but it was still a lot warmer than the icy and snowy world outside.

"Thank you." Valk's voice was weak because of his hunger.

"It's okay." After finishing speaking, the two were silent for a long time.

"My name is Walker, what about you?" Finally, Walker couldn't help asking.

"Me?" The boy on the opposite side paused, his eyes wandered around, and finally stopped on the outer packaging of a discarded jar.

"My name is Greed." Greed was the name of a bad beer.

Knowing that this might be a name he came up with temporarily, Walker didn't expose it. He no longer has the energy to care about such trivial matters.

The two continued to sit in the triangular shed like this until the sky outside gradually darkened.

Suddenly, Grid raised his head and looked outside. There was a gap in the curtain, and he could vaguely see the wind and snow outside.

"It's time." He said and stood up slowly.

"What time is it?" Walker was puzzled.

"Food. It's time to get the food." Greed explained, with a look of excitement in his eyes.

"Follow me." Then he lifted the curtain and walked out of the triangular shed.

The two walked in the snow one after the other, across the wilderness, and gradually came to a ruin. There were collapsed and rusted buildings everywhere, which were obviously the traces left by the mining rush.

After losing maintenance, these buildings were exposed to the poisonous rain of corrosion, and they were damaged day after day, turning into ruins that could collapse at any time, and even homeless people would not easily live in them.

After walking for nearly 40 minutes, the two finally came to a remote town. This should be a road rest stop for transporting minerals. Drivers often stop here to take a bath, sleep well, eat Something hot and tasty.

"Listen well, the restaurant over there will close later, and the waiters inside will throw the garbage into the trash can 100 meters away from the store. There must be something edible in it."

"So let's get it, shall we?" Valker quickly understood.

"That's right, but it's not only us who are staring at these things, but also other people." Greed warned.

"We work together, so we can have something to eat, understand?"

"Understood." Valk nodded.

"Very good, now let's find someone who is handy." Greed led Walker to the ruins on the side of the street, where there were sticks and scrap iron he had previously hidden in one corner.

Although the two were very weak, they gained some confidence after holding the icy iron block.

Time passed slowly, and after half an hour, a clerk came out of the store with a garbage bag.

They stared at the clerk until he finished throwing the trash and left.

"It's now." After speaking, Greed and Valk ran there quickly, but because of hunger and weakness, the two began to pant after a few steps, and their speed slowed down.

At this moment, another figure also rushed out from the corner. He arrived at the trash can first, rummaged through the contents, and then took out something edible and randomly stuffed it into his mouth.

"Hurry up, or he'll finish eating." Grid urged again, and the two had to quicken their pace.

Soon, the man turned his head when he heard the voice, and Valk also saw the face of the other person clearly. It had a face like a monkey, with loose and bruised eye bags, messy hair, black mud under his nails, and It smells bad.

"Wow Kaka—" He seemed unable to speak, and could only yell indiscriminately.

At this moment, Greed had already charged forward, and hit the opponent with an iron bar, leaving a red mark, causing the opponent to scream in pain.

But the other party began to resist at this time. He grabbed the iron bar, tried to take it off, and then grabbed Grid.

Seeing this, Greed was startled and frightened, but he didn't dare to let go of the iron bar, because once the opponent got the weapon, he would definitely not be able to beat this adult tonight.

"Quick! Get on!" Greed yelled hurriedly, enduring the fingernails on the other side.

Valk didn't hesitate any more at this time, and then rushed up and hit the opponent on the head with a stick, making the opponent scream again in pain.

Greed, who was assisted, also clenched the iron bar, broke away from the opponent's control, and attacked again.

Under the siege of the two, the thin homeless man also had to escape, and finally gave up the trash can.

After driving away the competitors, the two sat on the ground panting, looking at the leftovers scattered on the ground, they couldn't help but smile happily on their faces.

The two shared this rare delicacy that day, and then began to walk together. During the period, they fought wits and bravery with other homeless people, wild dogs, and low-level self-discipline units, and finally survived in this wilderness.

...

"It's really a touching past." Partridge wiped away his tears while lamenting the hardships of Walker's past.

After finishing speaking, he sniffled his nose, then walked aside, picked up a cup to drink water, and then calmed down.

"I grew up in South District 1. I didn't expect such a difficult wilderness environment on the emerald skirt." Partridge sighed. He used to think that eating a T5 package was the hardest life, but he didn't expect that there were people Will eat garbage.

"Although the four-leaf crystal star field is not considered rich, it is still no problem to maintain the most basic life of residents."

"Industrial products have become cheaper, but they are still needed after all, and can provide a lot of jobs, so that the emerald skirt is generally stable."

"Then how did you obtain federal resident status? This is not easy."

"I would like to thank Pastor Boyce for his help. He took me to the home of the elder who abandoned me back then, and gave the other party a sum of money to allow the other party to recognize and testify and go to the Archives Bureau to confirm my identity."

"Although my mother abandoned me, fortunately she left a genetic sample in the federal genetic database. After checking, it was confirmed that I was her descendant. This made it much easier to pass the review."

"That's true." Partridge touched the cup, thinking carefully.

"The review of blood of unknown origin is the strictest in the Federation. If your parents were originally federal residents, this will relax a lot."

"I'll do a test against your genetics later, maybe I can find out that you are a human descendant of the emerald skirt of several generations of immigrants."

"Historically, there were three main periods of population expansion in the emerald skirt. The earliest batch were basically elves. They responded to the behest of the 'Golden Flame Rose' and went to various desolate planets to develop and transform the environment."

"The second batch is the early days after the Emerald Dress was completed. The environment here has gradually become suitable for living. Many people migrated from all over the Federation, including humans and a small number of orcs. They often wandered and could not integrate into the local area. People who are in the environment, so they come to this brand-new environment to open up.”

"The third batch was the civil war more than 400 years ago. At that time, as an important military industrial star, a large number of factories were built, and many workers and technicians were needed, so the Federation sent people from various star fields."

"The times have changed, and there are very few elves on the planet today. Those important military industrial groups in those days were also relocated under the arrangement of the Federal Parliament..."

"It's really touching. If those military-industrial groups stay, the Four-Leaf Crystal Starfield will probably be extremely powerful."

"However, just think about this kind of thing. With the gathering of so many powerful military giants, the upper echelon of the Federation will not be at ease. It is inevitable to split up and transfer after the war."

"Xingye military industry, declining military industry, the four-leaf crystal star field is just one of the sequelae of the protracted war, and we can only wait for time to heal these things."

"However, the problem of poisonous rain control and the bottom-level population is still difficult to solve. It may not be that the upper-level people don't know the solution, but some people don't want to do it."

"Why don't you want to solve it? If there are no such problems, the emerald dress should be much better." Walker was puzzled.

Partridge cast his eyes on the healthy young man on the hospital bed, and instead of answering directly, he drank his tea slowly.

"Yes, it is suffering for some, but it is rain for others."

"When it rains, the umbrella seller should be very happy."