[Comprehensive] Favorability upup

Qingliu didn't stay outside for too long, and he didn't feel that the environment here was too harsh to survive. It was two different things from wanting to adapt to the environment here.

What's more, Qingliu felt that it might be a mistake for her to come out in clean clothes, and the people around her looked very piercing, as if they could swallow her alive at any time.

But no one really pounced on them. Qingliu thought about it and thought that these people probably thought that the clothes could be so clean, and the force value would probably not be low.She walked slowly along a street. The garbage piles on both sides were ups and downs. The houses were not uncommon, but most of them looked dilapidated, and half of them collapsed directly, but the owner was completely There is no intention of repairing it.

I'm afraid there is nothing to repair even if you want to repair it.

After thinking about it for a while, Qingliu's eyes began to fall on the rubbish pile next to him.

All kinds of waste piled up like a mountain, and some things could still be seen in their original appearance. People in protective clothing were scratching inside, trying to find something useful.In fact, it looks peaceful, and it's not the same as Qingliu's imagined scene where you can live and die if you don't agree with each other.

There were also quite a few things with words, Qingliu squatted down and studied carefully for a while, flicked the green onions, and gave up speechlessly.

——What are these things!

But if you agreed to Kuroro, you can't go back on your word all of a sudden. Qingliu held his chin and thought for a while, thinking that no matter what, he should ask if there is anyone here who can read.

The pile of people staring at her next to her didn't look like they could read.So she remembered the guy who was unlucky to be caught asking for directions when she just opened her eyes... Although there are some scars on his body, he looks gentle and speaks clearly, with a temperament and a vicious look beside him It's not the same, maybe you can read characters.

But where would he be now?

After lowering his head and thinking about it carefully, Qingliu clapped his hands and stood up, and walked back according to his vague impression, to the place where he woke up.

Although it is a bit stupid to sit on the sidelines, there is no other way.

Coincidentally, or the will of the universe is looking after her (not actually looking after Kuroro), she just walked to that place, before she started looking for someone, that guy was already holding a bunch of things to face her came over.The person next to him looked jealous and didn't intend to attack him.

So it can almost be inferred that this guy's force value should be okay, don't worry about dying too soon.

——Even if there is no force value, there must be someone behind.

Thinking so, Qingliu felt very satisfied.

"Yo~"

After brewing for a while, when the other party was about to pass by, he stretched out his hand to stop the other party with a smile, Qing Liu looked at the man's body tensed up to stiffness for a moment and then deliberately relaxed, and waved his hand helplessly.

"Still remember me?"

The man looked at Qingliu for a while, and a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"remember."

He replied in a deep voice, but the expression on his face looked like he was saying 'you're still alive', and then changed to 'get lost no matter what's going on'.

"Ah, I need to find you a little bit."

Qingliu just pretended not to see this, and spoke out her own problem.

"Can you read?"

The man stared at her for a while, and didn't make any big moves—probably because he felt that he couldn't beat Qingliu—then nodded slowly.

"that would be great."

After winning the first battle, Qingliu breathed a long sigh of relief, and asked happily, "Can you help me teach two children how to read?" After a pause, she added: "Otherwise, do you know if there is any other comparison?" People who are easy to talk, even people who can read and write like you."

"What?" The man was really surprised.

Rubbing her nose, Qingliu also knew that this request of hers was a strange thing that could not be described as weird in this place.She coughed dryly, explained the matter briefly in a low voice, and said, "Food seems to be scarce here? Well, as a reward, how about I can give you some clean food."

Thinking about the pile of onigiri and bread in his pocket, Qingliu was not very confident.

But she didn't intend to just sit and eat.

It's impossible to live on her pile of emergency food reserves until she goes back, right?

So I still have to find a way to find food... Qingliu couldn't help but let his thoughts diverge again, then dropped his shoulders and sighed heavily.

When she raised her head, the man had reluctantly agreed.

Although he didn't seem to trust Qingliu very much, he was probably worried that Qingliu would become angry and directly coerce him by force if he was rejected even though he spoke nicely.It's better to just agree to it and save yourself the pain of flesh and blood. The scene where those people were so painful that they finally couldn't help committing suicide can still be vividly remembered now.

The man's name is Jack.

I have lived in Meteor Street for more than 30 years, and I can be regarded as an aboriginal.

As Qingliu expected, he is indeed well-known in the eleventh district, and basically no one will provoke him for nothing.Jack said that he needed to go back to his residence to find a book. Qingliu was a little worried that he would run away, so he followed him.He lived not far from Qingliu's house, in a rather secluded basement, and there was a child in it.

Seeing Qingliu behind Jack, the child first jumped up from the small bench, and then stopped obediently under Jack's gesture.

"So your specialty here is pretty kids?"

He took a piece of wooden fish rice ball and handed it over, looking at the boy who took it, Qingliu asked.

"What a mess."

He took out a thin yellow notebook from under the wooden board, Jack couldn't understand Qingliu's brain circuit at all, this guy looked like a moody big devil before, but now he seems to be quite talkative again.

"I mean, the few children I saw were all very good-looking."

Qingliu wetted the handkerchief like a spring, and Qingliu reached out to wipe off the dirt on the boy who was eating rice balls. It was no surprise that he found another delicate face, especially those green eyes. The bone rolls around, which is very flattering.

The clean water dripped on the dirty ground through the handkerchief. The boy stared at Qingliu for a while, his eyes a little strange.

"what happened?"

Qingliu blinked, feeling that the child was looking at her like a fool, she was a little confused.

"It's better not to show your ability outside."

The boy didn't speak, but Jack did. He couldn't tell whether it was admonition or sarcasm, "If you don't want to die too quickly. Or do you think places like Meteor Street don't lack clean water?"

Qingliu was speechless.

"I didn't think of this." She shrugged and said honestly, "I even got a bucket of water to bathe Kuroro before."

Jack: ...

boy:……

"You really are not from Meteor Street."

Jack took a deep breath, trying to resist the urge to kill her.

"I'm not." Qingliu was so wronged, when she was willing to come to this poor place, "I've never even heard of it."

Not knowing what to think of, Jack glanced at her and sneered.

"Okay, let's go."

Before Qingliu could express anything to his laughter, Jack had already asked for it. He glanced at the boy who was still eating rice balls, "I don't think I need to worry about your repudiating the debt?"

In fact, it's better to worry about it...

Qingliu, who was well aware of her food reserves, felt a little guilty, and hurried out ahead of Jack.

When Qingliu led the people back to the house, Maqi had already gone out.Kuroro still kept it, grabbing the book that Qingliu casually threw on the sofa, frowning and studying hard.

"You understand?" Qing Liu was not angry, but asked in surprise.

Glancing at the man following Qingliu, Kuroro shook his head, put the book back in his hand, and answered honestly: "I don't understand."

Before confirming the law of Qingliu's face-changing, he should maintain this honesty for a while, so as not to ask for trouble.

"It's normal not to understand."

If you know English, I don't have to work so hard.

Qingliu picked up the book and flipped through it, put it in the bag casually, then pointed to Jack.

"Didn't you say you want to read? This is the teacher I found for you and Ma Qi."

The two nominated people looked at each other, one lowered their eyes slightly, and the other snorted with disdain.

"Where's Marge?"

"Go back to get things." Kuroro raised his head, knowing everything, "Didn't you say that she can stay here?"

"Oh……"

Qingliu responded with a drawn out voice, looking thoughtful.

Kuroro, who didn't know that there was such an operation, was shocked, and a bunch of things went through in a mess, then turned his head and smiled at Jack, trying to change the subject: "Shall we start?" He paused After a while, reluctantly added the title that Qingliu said, "Teacher."

"Don't call me that." Jack had a cold face and didn't show any face.

After he finished speaking, he also took a look at Qingliu, and he was slightly relieved when he found that the other party hadn't responded.

Qingliu threw herself onto the sofa.

The elongated tone was just because he didn't know what to say, the thoughtful reason was because his thinking began to diverge subconsciously, and the lack of response was because he didn't notice the interaction between Kuroro and Jack at all.

After only coming for a day, he felt bored, Qing Xianyu Liu collapsed on the sofa, his face full of lovelessness.

Just buy a few more pockets next time and fill them all with comic books.

——But is there any manga that can be watched persistently for more than ten or twenty years?

——Even if you bring dozens of them, it’s still not enough, huh!

Thinking about it this way makes me even more desperate...

Qing Liu covered her eyes, wanting to temporarily escape this terrible reality.