"Okay, please hand over this letter back to Stim, I will arrive on time." A golden Guan Hui flashed in Negri's hand, and the magic power of the great wizard on the letter was wiped out, and the aura of Negri was imprinted.

Looking at Al that was leaving, Negri calmed down and thought about the question about the invitation of the great wizard. The so-called magic dinner was just the magic house he established that held a once-decade party.

Invite some extraordinary people to hold a knowledge exchange meeting in the big library.

For those who survived like little mice under the oppression of the Seven Gods Church, this kind of dinner was their greatest tribute and the biggest stage.

But for Negri, this is the child's house play. Now another adult who has been dying from heart to death invites him to play house together, which is going to cause trouble.

This is not an SCR institution. Negri's bacteria have not infected the entire world. In addition, there are seven huge sources of interference. There are still many secrets in this world that are unknown to Negri.

"The necessary exploration is still necessary...Stim Alanzhe is not a simple character." Negri waved his hand, and a task appeared on the A-level mission section of the Secretariat to explore the abnormalities in the large library.

As the Cultivation Society became increasingly large, his every move was under the surveillance of people. I don’t know how many people had sneaked into the Cultivation Society, and the distribution of tasks within the Cultivation Society was also improved, and a hierarchical system was adopted.

Each member ring needs to consume a certain contribution value before activates more advanced mission permissions. After the ring is replaced with a new owner, this permission level will be reset.

"Of course I need to add an insurance policy, too," Nageri thought.

In the capital of the college, there are scholars from all over the world, and garbage people who fled here for religious reasons and lived in slums and sewers. No one cares about their lives and can only survive by relying on garbage and some kind-hearted people to help them.

A young man with stains was digging out a small piece of moss next to the sewer with his hands and put it into his mouth. The corners of his mouth were stained with some dark soil.

He swallowed the moss and then sat weakly on the street and watched the people walking around. His stomach quickly became rickety. Only a very small number of moss can be eaten, such as seaweed. Even if it can be eaten, it must be cleaned. There are so many unclean things in the things next to the sewer like this.

Only those who don’t want to die of hunger will come here for a full meal and then welcome death.

The young man sat waiting to die, but soon he discovered that the discomfort was slowly disappearing.

"Jimmy, I'm asking you a question very seriously now." The young man suddenly heard someone talking. When he looked up, he saw two thin black figures picking things from the stinky ditch in the sewer.

One of them was asking with a serious face.

"Ask, Pilo, I'm listening." Another thin black figure responded.

"You look at the poop in the ditch, and I also pull poop here, so where will my poop go in the end?" The person named Pilo, who was initially asked, said something disgusting.

"This topic is not serious, it's just being washed into the moat." Jimmy said speechlessly: "If I were you, I wouldn't have wasted time on these boring problems and could not find valuable things. We will probably float on this garbage water like these poops in two days."

"Are you dislike poop?" Pilo continued, "Then what? I meant my poop and then where would it go?"

"Enough, this stupid question, don't waste time, okay?" Jimmy seemed a little annoyed. They hadn't found anything valuable in the past two days. If they couldn't find it today, they could only eat moss and wait for death, but their companions kept talking nonsense and wasting their energy.

"Is it enough for the poop to go from the stinky ditch to the moat, and then they will enter other basins and then go to the sea?" Jimmy said excitedly.

"Go to the sea, everyone's poop is to the sea. Is there a sea of ​​big fish?" Pyro said on his own as if he didn't feel Jimmy's excitement.

"I heard from scholars in the city that many of the clouds in the sky are evaporated by the water in the sea... It is the word evaporation, and the water in the sea of ​​clouds is formed." Pilo continued: "The poop is mixed with sea water, and it floats to the sky and turns into poop clouds. The poop clouds rain again, falling on the saplings, and the poop trees that absorb the poop rain grow vigorously towards the sky..."

"So what, we're almost starving to death. End this topic and try to survive?" Jimmy was about to go crazy. The pressure of survival was about to crush him. He could collapse at any time.

"I was thinking, since my poop can leave here, maybe we can do it too." Pyro looked at Jimmy, still maintaining the seriousness and serious look: "You said yes, Jimmy."

Jimmy's irritable expression froze. Thinking that even they disliked, he could leave here and go to the sea they had never seen before, and fly into the sky with the big fish, turning into clouds and rain. His fear of the future without support and the possible coming death gradually faded.

Jimmy nodded, his voice hoarse: "Maybe, Pyro."

The fear and despair of the garbage people living at the bottom of the city are completely unimaginable to many people. They may not have a tomorrow at any time, and no one will care about their life and death except themselves.

Two people who were in the stinky ditch and mixed with the poop were flashing at this moment.

The young man looked at the two people searching for anything useful in the ditch. He touched his calmed belly and suddenly some information appeared in his mind.

[Soil moss accumulation can accelerate the weathering of rocks, maintain the indication of water, soil, and soil substances... After removing toxicity with black horn powder, it can be used as food and extracted as 0.01 silk of unclean power.]

Instinctively, the young man understood that this was the effect of this moss. As for what the impurity would be afterwards, the young man did not know, but the young man understood that if the information was not false, a new type of food would be enough to make him leave the slum here.

"God is favoring me!" The young man pulled down a large piece of moss with his hand. Suddenly, a conversation between Jimmy and Pyro flashed through his mind, and a certain force began to guide him and rewrite some of his thinking patterns.

"The benefits of a new food are not low. I need help, otherwise I can't eat it." The young man, who had no big picture, suddenly understood this. He stood up and said to Jimmy and Pyro in the stinky ditch in the distance: "Two, I have a chance to survive here."

"Are you?" The two of them looked at the young man in the stinky ditch with confusion. The other party was not much better than theirs, but they said that the chance to survive was not a cannibal.

"You can call me..." The young man paused and then raised his eyebrows and said, "Negri."
Chapter completed!