The eight children have been living on scraps for several years.
And the so-called leftovers are definitely not the same as the thrown-out meals imagined by modern people. They are watery soups and water. Not to mention the meals, there is absolutely no chance of seeing even a single vegetable leaf.
More often than not, the eight children tried their best to get the juice from various places, cooked it together with the leaves collected from the trees in old earthen pots, and then swallowed it.
This is also the reason why all eight children are extremely thin.
For several years, the happiest time for the eight children was when they could occasionally see some leftover vegetable leaves in the juice they asked for, and occasionally get half a mouthful of leftover rice grains.
As for the whole steamed bun, the eight children had never seen it in several years.
This is a troubled time in itself, with people dying of hunger all over the place. Half a bowl of rice is enough for a strong man to die, let alone a steamed bun.
Take it outside the city. I don’t know how many refugees are willing to fight for this steamed bun.
Now, there were at least four or five steamed buns in front of him, and Ling Tian definitely didn't believe that any kind-hearted person was so kind to these poor children.
Ling Tian looked at the two girls in front of him indifferently. In the memory of this world, he was all acquaintances with the seven children in front of him, and he understood the emotions between the eight children.
And Ling Tian only lost his human emotions, but he definitely did not lose his ability to distinguish everything.
He could clearly understand the friendship between the children in front of him and him, and he also understood why seven people were divided into two or three steamed buns, and then he was allowed to enjoy two steamed buns alone.
That's because he was an injured person, and the seven children wanted him to get well soon. However, these poor children did not have any money and could not afford medicine, so after getting some steamed buns, they gave half of them
Gave it to him.
As for why not all of them were given, it was because the other seven children were not in good condition either.
Memories scattered in his mind. The injuries on Ling Tian's body at this time were purely from being beaten by a group of street gangsters not long ago. And that time, it was not just Ling Tian who was beaten, but all the eight children.
of six boys.
That time, when they were begging for food, they accidentally offended a street gangster, and the gangster called his accomplices and beat him up severely.
As for the fact that the two girls were not beaten, it was not because those gangsters still had any sense of morality and would not beat women, but because those gangsters wanted to take in these two girls.
That time, if the six boys had not fought so hard, and if the two girls had not threatened to kill themselves immediately, I am afraid that the two girls would have been taken away long ago, and there would be no more six boys left.
several.
However, even with such absolute certainty, Ling Tian's predecessor still almost died.
After such a tragedy, Ling Tian would not believe that God would open his eyes, or that after all the hardships, someone would give them a gift like steamed buns.
Based on Ling Tian's experience in several worlds, at this time, the only ones who would give them steamed buns were probably those gangsters, but it was not because of any guilt in their hearts, but as a means to win over the two girls.
When eight children with the same destiny and deep feelings faced the threat of the death of their companions, they exchanged a few steamed buns for the two girls, no matter how unwilling they were, they could only endure the pain and accept their fate.
This is a different kind of training.
This is also some kind of extreme evil.
Ling Tian looked at the two girls in front of him. Although he had no emotions at this time, his mind was analyzing how he would react if he had emotions.
Emotions were originally human instincts, but after they were lost, even beings like Ling Tian didn't know how to get them back.
Now, Ling Tian can only seal his own strength, and then retain his memory, and through analysis and simulation, try to see if he can recover his emotions.
"Is it those gangsters..."
Ling Tian's voice sounded softly. As he spoke, his eyes looked at the five boys behind the two girls.
Following his words, the movements of the five boys behind him who seemed to be leisurely sharing two or three steamed buns suddenly froze, and then, full of pain appeared on the faces of these five children.
The oldest of them looked to be in his early ten years, and the youngest looked to be only seven or eight years old.
However, poverty has already taught them many things.
Being able to live on the streets for a few years, even the youngest one, basically means that he has understood what is meant by the sinister nature of people's hearts and what is meant by the difficulties of the world from the time when he has just gained a general understanding of the world.
Children who grow up in such an environment will never have emotions such as innocence.
However, the emotions between the eight people are truly sincere, and because of their misery since childhood, this emotion is even more sincere. They are no longer companions to each other, but family members, and they are reflections of themselves.
.
These five sensible boys naturally knew what would happen to the two girls if they were taken away by those gangsters.
However, Ling Tian's fate and the reality of being unable to fight left them unable to think of any way to fight.
"In this world, sects are the most respected and gangs are everywhere. If we want to avoid being bullied, we must find a gang to join..."
Ling Tian looked at the children in front of him and spoke slowly.
He didn't say joining a sect, because that was something he couldn't hope for, but it was actually not easy for a gang.
The sect is so superior that even if there are disputes, it is only with other sects. For ordinary people, it is simply the existence of another world, while gangs are rooted in the world of ordinary people.
More often than not, the purpose of a gang's existence is to manage the industry for the sect and provide fresh blood.
Regardless of whether it is the former or the latter, gangs mostly live their lives with knives in hand. They manage the industry. If you want to make a profit in this industry, you need to fight for it. If you want to deliver blood, there are only so many talents. If you want to get more,
Talent obviously also needs to be competed for.
It can be said that the gang is the sword of the sect, a sword placed in the world, and this knife is a consumable, a consumable when arguing with other sects.
Whether it is industry or talent, the sects will not take action personally. That is too cheap. The sects will not even ask who the gangs are fighting and how they are doing it. Anyway, even if the two gangs below have killed many blood feuds, for
As for the sects above them, they can still be allies with each other.
Under such circumstances, the life of the gang will naturally not be easy.
It can be said that gangs are basically a group of cannon fodder, the cannon fodder of a sect.
However, even if they are serving as cannon fodder, life in gangs is much easier than that of ordinary people.
At the very least, people in gangs don’t have to worry about not having enough to eat.
At the very least, in the eyes of street gangsters, those in the gang are their big brothers. No gangster would dare to jump out of a gang member's casual words.
"A few of us, a few of us..."
After listening to Ling Tian's words, the two girls had not yet reacted, but the eyes of the five boys had brightened slightly, but then dimmed. They were children after all, and they were all under ten years old.
Which gang would take these kids?
Come to think of it, it will never happen.
"We all have a chance..."
Ling Tian reached out and grabbed the steamed bun from the hand of the girl in front of him, and stuffed the steamed bun into his mouth in a few mouthfuls. Ling Tian felt the steamed bun slowly melting in his stomach.
His whole body seemed to relax, and Ling Tian felt slightly shaken.
Although it was just a steamed bun, for Hanako who had been lacking nutrition all year round, a steamed bun brought much more than he imagined. His body was suddenly replenished with new energy that had not been replenished in the past few years.
The sense of spiritual satisfaction alone is enough to instantly cheer up a person like a shot of chicken blood.
Turning over and sitting up, Ling Tian felt inside his body, and then shook his head helplessly.
His own seal was obviously extremely perfect. Not to mention the power in his body at this time, he could not even think of any memory of cultivation in his mind.
Compared to the previous world, his arrangements in this world are quite strict.
Since the memory is not sealed, it is naturally impossible for various powers to be awakened inexplicably.
Therefore, he can only rely on himself next.
With his weak body, there was no possibility of recovering any strength. Ling Tian frowned, and then climbed up from the ground. The eight children were just huddled in the ruined temple. Moreover, this ruined temple was still a real and beautiful one.
A small and broken temple.
The front and back add up to cover about ten square meters. Obviously, when it was intact, it was not worshiped by some great god.
And now, in this small space of more than ten square meters, there are countless places where there is nothing directly above the head. In addition, a wall has a hole, and this ruined temple can be said to be full. Only three or four square meters can allow people to have something above their heads.
The roof is covered with tiles, which is probably the reason why this ruined temple was not roofed by other beggars and could be kept in the hands of eight children.
Ling Tian turned over and sat up, looking indifferently ahead.
Relying on their strength, the eight of them want to join a gang, which is obviously a joke.
His eyes turned slightly. Ling Tian had just turned to look forward. Suddenly, his body trembled slightly, and then his head suddenly turned away.
In just one glance, Ling Tian seemed to feel that he had completely memorized all the scenes in the area he had swept. He could even report how many messy thatch roots there were on the ground in the area he had swept.
This is an extremely strange thing, as if his strength is still there and he possesses all kinds of magic.
But Ling Tian is completely sure that he has indeed sealed all his power. This seal will not be released even if he dies. Strictly speaking, unless he returns to his true form, otherwise in the copy world, he will not be able to break it.
It was as if all the previous power had been completely destroyed.
Then, the phenomenon just now was not due to his strength.
Ling Tian's eyes moved slightly. After all, he had climbed to the top. Soon, Ling Tian understood why such complicated things happened.
The reason why he can remember everything at a glance, as if he has never lost his power, is because even though he has sealed all his power, this time he brought most of his clones into the world, and after all, he brought most of his clones into the world.
There is no blocked memory.
Therefore, at this time, his soul power basically remained in its full state.
Although he has no physical strength, his strong soul is enough to give him all kinds of special powers that are beyond ordinary people.
His eyesight, ears, and even physical quality will be affected by the soul. Although he will not become an exaggerated existence like punching the sky or breaking the ground with his feet, he is more observant, has better hearing, and has greater strength than ordinary people.
, things like responding faster are normal.
This actually gave me an opportunity to join a gang.
"We can..."
Feeling slightly certain in his heart, Ling Tian smiled at the seven children and said.
At this time, Ling Tian, who was completely interacting with the seven children in a simulated state, completely regarded himself as himself and integrated into the identity of the previous seven children's partners.
With a smile on his face, Ling Tian stood up. He felt slightly that the pain in his chest and abdomen was still there, and it was not light. However, the growth of his soul did indeed bring changes to his body.
Ling Tian could feel that in the severe pain, his internal organs seemed to be squirming rapidly.
Although this kind of squirming will not speed up his recovery, it can greatly reduce the pain and slightly speed up the recovery of his injuries.
After standing up and taking two steps, Ling Tian slowly picked up a bamboo pole from the ruined temple.
It was a bamboo pole about the thickness of a finger. Ling Tian held it in his hand and waved it slightly. It was pretty good in terms of toughness and hardness.
Holding the bamboo pole, Ling Tian closed his eyes slightly, then quickly opened them again, and smiled helplessly. As expected, there was no memory of swordsmanship or anything like that in his mind.
He doesn't even have any experience on how to draw a sword faster.
His arm shook, and Ling Tian thrust the bamboo pole in his hand forward as quickly as possible.
There was a slight sound of breaking through the air, and the bamboo pole suddenly turned into a stream of light and pierced forward.
The speed is extremely fast, but this speed is only for ordinary people. If the opponent is an ordinary person, he is likely to be stabbed when he is caught off guard. If Ling Tian's methods are more ruthless, he may be able to pierce
throat or eyes, which can be fatal.
However, if the other party is prepared, even an ordinary person probably won't be killed by a bamboo pole.
Weak, very weak...
However, if you can learn one and a half moves, it can probably be greatly enhanced.
Ling Tian thought in his mind, and then he took back the bamboo pole and turned to look at the seven children who were stunned because of the action he just took out the bamboo pole.
"Let's go, let's find the smallest gang and try to join..."
Ling Tian looked at the seven children calmly and said.
Even if he determined his behavior pattern through rational analysis and simulated integrating himself into these seven people, restoring the previous scene of eight children relying on each other, he would never be the same as his predecessor without emotion.
