Soon, Asuka, Los, and their sister Mayu, escorted by two wealthy bodyguards, walked into Tianren's hotel.

Chen Wei and Pierce also took advantage of this opportunity to sneak in.

It’s not that they don’t want to sell their peer qualifications, it’s just that before meeting the heavenly beings, it’s better to get the protection of the heavenly beings first, and then talk about selling their peer qualifications.

Although money is good, you have to spend it with your life.

One thing they have in common is that they are all cautious.

Because those who are not careful are already dead.

After Asuka and his party finally squeezed into the hotel, the old beggar and the boy also came to the door of the hotel under the leadership of George.

"Ahead is Tianren's Rest Inn." George smiled and said to the old beggar in the back seat.

Along the way, the old beggar was observing George. He could clearly feel that George came from a wealthy family.

But what puzzled him was that George didn't have that kind of look in his eyes that the rich looked at the poor...

The way the rich look at the poor is neither pity nor hatred, nor equality.

But...a kind of alienation.

They usually don’t think that they and people like the old beggar are the same person.

But in George, the old beggar did not feel this kind of aura.

On the contrary, George has a strange... closeness to the poor working people.

This kind of closeness does not seem to be innate, but more like nurture, because George still has the shadow of a wealthy person in many of his living habits.

[...Change the day after tomorrow?] The old beggar thought.

【Who is this heavenly being?】

"Dad..." the boy said weakly.

"I'm hungry again..."

"Kid, bear with me!" George said with a smile.

"When you get to the hotel, you should wash up first, and then you can eat soon."

"Do gods still care about food?" the old beggar asked.

"Of course." George nodded.

"If you are not satisfied with Tianren's food, you can also go to Aub's snack street, or rice-shaking street, or Chinatown, etc."

"Of course, the hospitality of heaven and man will definitely not disappoint you." George said.

"Heaven...I heard that Xinyue City built by heaven is a paradise on earth." After hearing this, the old beggar asked George.

"You... are Xinyue City still accepting people?"

"Of course." George nodded again.

"Xinyue City welcomes every worker who yearns for peace and hard work. Because there, we have no traditional relationships to bind each other."

"Everyone can do what they want to do," George said, then smiled, "Of course, the premise is that they abide by the law and do not violate public order and good customs."

"Will you gods welcome beggars?" the old beggar asked tentatively.

"No one is born a beggar." George said.

"No one is born to beg."

"Everyone has careers and jobs that they are good at. And the political work of Xinyue City is to guide people to discover the specialties that they are good at and like. And so that they don't have to work for food and a place to live.

Sold into slavery."

"Sell yourself into slavery?" When the boy heard this, he felt a little strange.

"Dad, hasn't slavery been abolished long ago?" He turned around and asked.

"Humph!" The old beggar sneered.

"In order to buy a house, I have to pay off debt for twenty or thirty years. In order to have food and clothing, I have to drive screws, move bricks, and run express cars in a sports car."

"What's the difference between this and black slaves who have been picking cotton all their lives in the fields? Maybe the only difference is that they are [free]." The old beggar said with a sneer.

"Oh no... when the harvest in the fields is poor, the slave owner on the plantation has legal restrictions and moral responsibilities and cannot abandon his slaves at will."

"But when the economy is in recession, factories can have absolute moral advantages and fire workers at will..."

"I won't tell you which people live worse than slaves..." When the old beggar said this, he slowly shook his head.

"...It seems that this old gentleman has a very thorough understanding." George was a little surprised.

"I have lived for a long time and have seen a lot, so naturally I know how cruel this world is." The old beggar replied calmly.

"When I go to the streets to beg, it's not because my abilities are limited, but because my legs and feet are weak and I can't kneel down."

"So do you look down on those who kneel?" George asked.

"No. On the contrary." The old beggar replied proudly.

"I admire them. It is also a kind of courage to bow to the helplessness of life."

"Because they have a reason to do it."

"I stand proudly but wander around. This is my life and battle; they choose to keep their heads down and work for the happy life of their families. That is also their life and battle."

"There is no such thing as who is higher or lower, it's just about choice."

George nodded slightly and said no more.

The boy looked at his father in confusion. He felt that he could not understand a word of the conversation between the two.

When we arrived at the door of Tianren's hotel, the sun was in the sky and had already entered its twilight.

"May I ask your name, sir?" George turned around and asked the old beggar sitting behind him.

"My surname is Mu." The old beggar opened the door.

"A single name, a zigzag."

"Xinghai, let's go!" The old beggar turned around and said to the little boy behind him.

"Oh..." The little boy, Mu Xinghai, nodded and followed the old beggar out of the car door.

Looking at the old beggar and boy surrounded by the crowd, George was silent for a moment, then smiled and shook his head.

"Mu Zhi... you will feel the care of heaven and man." He murmured to himself.

After the old beggar Mu Zhi squeezed out the siege of reporters and bodyguards, he stayed in the hotel.

Now, at least the gods will come forward on his behalf and sell the remaining three qualifications. The old beggar does not have to worry about being eaten up by those guys.

Not only him, but also Chen Wei and Pierce, gods and humans can do it for them.

The gods will transfer all the money they get from selling the qualifications to them, so that they will have no worries about food and clothing.

Of course, if they want to enter Xinyue City, they will charge a part of the handling fee on that day.

Ma Ningze believes that others may not be so smart, but this smart man named Mu Zhi will make the most suitable choice.

Two days later...

At this time, the people selected by the Heavenly Man have arrived at Orb's Kaguya Mass Projector.

Those guys from pmp company have already taken off to the Mendelian satellite of Tianren.
Chapter completed!