How did the good of order become the confidant of the villain? !

Shocked by reality, Yu Gongcui retreated into the tent without saying a word, lay back on the bed and began to shut herself off.

He admitted that it was inappropriate to randomly pick a mission world, but the mission list given by the system originally only had names, and he couldn't see any valuable information.

After all, before playing the high-sounding banner, claiming to become a wandering treasure hunter, Yu Gongcui looked at the list of unknown world names one by one, and suddenly found one with a clear meaning, which happened to be the same as the previous excuse. After touching the edge a little, his eyes suddenly brightened.

You are the one!

So, after confirming to enter this dungeon called [One Piece], Amamiya Cui, who was out of perfect condition, was thrown into the garbage dump.

...What, shouldn't we drink rum on the open sea?This is different from what you said!

Autistic is autistic, life still has to go on.

He lay on the bed tossing and turning for a while, only to feel that his already empty stomach soon fell into hunger, and his stomach and intestines squirmed and protested.

There is no food reserve in the tent, so we can only bear it temporarily.As for going out to find food, Yu Gongcui felt that it was not a good idea after weighing her physical condition.

After taking two more steps, I started to be out of breath, my heart was throbbing, and my eyesight was completely weak. Going out was not so much looking for food as killing myself.

Even if one is lucky enough to pick up highly corrupted bread and the like in a garbage dump, eating it will only speed up the process of death, right?

So I dismissed this idea and lay quietly on the bed wrapped in a blanket to pass the time.

Just like Amamiya Cui in the previous world was Takasugi's classmate in the martial arts school, the identity he uses will not appear out of thin air, but is originally part of the background of the mission world, and grows as the event progresses.

So, how did this frail body, whose eyes hurt when it saw the sun, survive in such a harsh environment before?

Before she fell asleep unconsciously, Yu Gongcui was sure that she would know the answer soon.

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Sure enough, in the darkness, the sleeping Yu Gongcui was woken up by someone shaking her shoulders.

He got up in a daze, and before he opened his eyes, he smelled the aroma of food, and suddenly he became more awake.

The intruder in front of him didn't speak, and seemed to be holding something in his hand, which was the source of the sweet aroma.A small shadow stood there silently, Yu Gongcui tried hard to distinguish but couldn't see the outline clearly, so she didn't reach out to pick up the food, and the two fell into a stalemate for a while.

Fortunately, the latter quickly realized the reason, put the things in his hand aside, took out half of the candle from somewhere, and lit it with a match.

Yu Gongcui subconsciously half-covered her eyes with her hands, and slowly lowered her hands after she got used to the suddenly bright yellow light.

The slight stimulation has caused a thin layer of water mist to fill the eyes. Under the candlelight, the edges of the other party's figure are somewhat soft and blurred, but it can barely be seen that it is a child of about ten years old.

On his head was a round velvet hat with spots on the lower edge, and the white shirt on his body was so tattered that the original color could hardly be seen.

The child was bowing down to pick up the food that was placed on the blanket next to him, obviously it was brought for Yu Gongcui.He stretched out his hand to take it, and said naturally, "Thank you—"

The second she saw the opponent's front face clearly, Yu Gongcui bit her own tongue.

Aside from a bit of dirty face and bitter expression, overall he is still a very cute little boy... If you ignore the dozen or so hand grenades that he strung up with a rope and hung around his chest like a necklace.

Xiao Cui, who was frightened, completely lost her expression, and could only keep a wooden face, letting the other party stuff the food into her arms after a strange glance.

The milk in the glass is still warm, and the bread in the paper bag is also soft and fresh, without any peculiar smell. It should have been baked that day.

Yu Gongcui, who had some guesses, ate the food in small bites without saying a word. The boy sat in the corner of the tent with his knees hugged. He seemed to be watching him eating, and he seemed to be in a daze, but he didn't mean to stop him. The food was eaten before it was brought back.

He took the last sip, pushed the empty glass back, and reminded in a low voice, "I'm done."

The other party just came back to his senses, looked at him as if he was a little surprised, and just about to say something, the candle that had been hollowed out of his body finally couldn't hold it, and went out with a puff.

The small tent was once again plunged into silent darkness.

Move the glass to a corner that is not easy to break, there is a rustling sound from the feeder, it should be removing the string of hard core necklaces from the neck, Yu Gongcui is frightened, He wanted to speak a few times to make him be careful but could not hold back.

The other party didn't notice anything unusual, took off the impressive round cap and put it beside the bed, climbed up very naturally, wrapped tightly the blanket that Yu Gongcui had been covering during the day, pretending that he was a gray caterpillar.

After realizing that Yu Gongcui who was sitting next to him didn't respond, she deliberately moved to the side and reached out to pat the empty seat beside her.

"Sleep, Rami."

It took two seconds to realize that it was her own name, Yu Gongcui hummed obediently after hesitating, and lay down beside the child.

Although they should be extremely close people, they are not used to it after all.

After staring for a long time at the top of the tent which could be vaguely distinguished in the darkness, the sheep had already counted to about [-], but they were still unable to completely relax and fall asleep.

He tried his best to breathe steadily, creating the illusion that he was already fast asleep.

There were no other living things nearby, and the breathing of the two echoed in the small tent, so quiet that even the friction of the fabric would make it noisy.

Everything was silent, and the drowsiness of being deliberately indulged finally came to my heart.However, at this moment, Yu Gongcui heard a forcibly suppressed, almost non-existent sobbing sound from a place close at hand.

He woke up suddenly, perhaps because he thought he was an adult, but still had some instinct to take care of children in his heart—almost without thinking, he reached out to touch the boy's cheek, and his fingertips really touched the warm moisture.

"What's the matter?" said a little worriedly, trying to wipe off the falling water droplets, "Did you have a nightmare?"

"!"

The other party's reaction was much more violent than he had imagined. He suddenly stopped talking, arched his body to avoid it, and almost fell off the bed.

After finding that there was no room for retreat, he could only block Yu Gongcui's extended hand in embarrassment, wiped his face indiscriminately, and pretended nothing happened.

"You, you got it wrong, I'm not crying! I'm a man! It's you, it's so late, why haven't you fallen asleep yet?!"

Yu Gongcui admired his ability to change the subject, fit the setting of a sick and weak person, and replied tremblingly in a deliberately thin child's voice: "Because I slept for too long during the day, so..."

"But don't you usually sleep for so long? And you haven't talked so much."

After muttering softly, the boy cried out in surprise as if he had suddenly realized it.

"I know, it must be that the condition has improved! The body is slowly being repaired, and the influence of platinum and lead is gradually diminishing. Maybe some of it has been metabolized!"

Yu Gongcui was still digesting the information, when she felt that she was hugged by a pair of powerful arms.

The child buried his head on his shoulder, and his whole body was trembling slightly. From the place of contact, an undisguised wetness gradually spread.

"In this case, maybe you can survive..."

Being gently patted on the back by him, the boy sobbed more violently, as if there was too much pain in his heart that he couldn't express, and could only be turned into tears, relieving an insignificant part.

"Fortunately...Fortunately, Lamy has a special constitution. Even such a serious platinum-lead disease can be cured slowly...Unlike me, there are only three short years left-I want to live too! !"

"There will be a way, there will be a way."

Yu Gongcui, who heard the doorway, comforted him clumsily, and his voice became softer, "We will leave here and go to the best doctor, and we will definitely be able to cure him."

"Impossible!" The boy's voice was full of hatred that could not be resolved, but it was not aimed at him, "No matter where the survivors of Frevans went, they were like street rats, and those idiots thought that this terminal illness was It's contagious!"

"Healing or something, I have no hope at all. It might as well be like this! I must join the Don Quixote family and kill as many people as possible in the remaining three years, so that the world can feel me hatred—I swear by the name Trafalgar Law!!"

Yu Gongcui lost all expression again, and could only keep silent until she fell asleep exhausted and exhausted after holding her little child in her arms.

Young children who have not yet finalized their three views, because of the blows they have suffered, they begin to hate everything.Before understanding the other party's previous experience, he would not rush to deny him, that would only appear to be superior, blindly ignoring the other party's pain to satisfy himself——

And children who are rejected by those close to them may fall into the abyss.

"The remaining life is only three years", no matter who draws this conclusion, the approaching death line is indeed an unbearable pressure for a child.

So even if the boy named Luo denied it, Yu Gongcui still believed that the first priority at the moment was to get out of here, and there was no hope in the garbage dump.

After that, earning money and developing power are all things he is good at.

The hostility of civilians to civilians suffering from "potentially contagious diseases" is indeed understandable.But if Xu Yizhong profited, or was put on the head by the muzzle of a gun, no matter how stupid the guy was, he would know what attitude to take.

Ah, although it may be difficult to get started.

Yu Gongcui went from breaking away from the plan to starting a business, from poetry and poetry to philosophy of life, and finally fell asleep in a situation where Luo was entangled like an octopus.

And early in the morning the next day—to be precise, when he woke up in the afternoon of the next day, of course Luo beside him had long since disappeared, leaving only the sleepy Yu Gongcui standing outside the tent alone, holding the thick Thick felt cloth doubts life.

How can I sleep like this? ? ?

Recalling Luo's few words, he guessed that this is a measure of the body's self-protection, repairing by extending sleep time.

But compared to this, the more important thing is, where did Trafalgar Law go?

The high and low mountains of rubbish on all sides and the dilapidated tents of the same color make Yu Gongcui no confidence to go out to find people. He has no doubt that once the tent is out of his sight-by the way, he can only basically see it now. The things under his feet are all big and small mosaics - he will definitely get lost in the same place, and he can only circle around pitifully before being picked up by Luo who comes back at night.

Too bad, really too bad.

Even though he knew that the other party was definitely wearing that string of hard-core necklaces that could blind people's eyes in every sense, and went to the location of the "Don Quixote Family", but he was limited by his physical condition and could not go out. look for.

Yugong Cuimao, who could only sit back on the bed and shut himself up, wept, deeply feeling the malice of the big universe.

From joining the Port Mafia to the present, except for the period of time when he was transformed into a vampire, his physical fitness seemed to be declining steadily but steadily, and finally fell to the point where he was far worse than ordinary people.

Blindly worrying was useless. Although I decided to try my best to persuade Luo not to have anything to do with the family whose name sounded like the Mafia when Luo came back at night, but night fell and the blanket was opened, Yu Gongcui was still seen. The child in front of me was stunned by the horror.

The grenade hanging around his neck has long been thrown away, and the clothes are more worn out than before, covered with dust.The most conspicuous thing is that there are still dried blood stains on the forehead and around the lips that have not been wiped clean.

But the other party didn't feel that there was any serious problem. Even though he was full of hostility, he tried his best to restrain himself the moment he saw him, softened his expression, and handed him the food in his hand.

"Hey, today is very rich, and there are sausages!"

The felt cloth was put down, the moonlight was blocked out, and the small tent became pitch black again.

But the food exuding an attractive aroma has become difficult to swallow subjectively... Yu Gongcui held the paper bag, felt the child's hesitant eyes due to her long inactivity, and sighed slowly.

"—let's talk."