But he didn't say that, he just said respectfully: "So I infer that you must have come to see me for something."
"Then what do you think we are doing here?"
Annan asked with great interest: "Also, what is your name?"
"My name is Emile Emile Hart, and I'm known as 'Daddy Hart' in the Zipper Gang. In addition to being in charge of the gambling stalls, I'm also responsible for educating and taking care of newcomers."
The stall owner "Daddy Hart" didn't shy away and made his information clear.
Because this is not a secret in the first place. If you want to know, you can find out for less than half a silver coin. It is better for him to tell it himself and show his sincerity.
But what he didn't expect was that after hearing this, the little Bai Mao turned his questioning eyes to the other person, which made his heart tighten.
Could it be that you are here to cause trouble for yourself?
I saw the man dressed as the Jade Tower Wizard suddenly raised his head. He looked at himself, was silent for a while, and asked: "Do you know Harry, Bill, or Nona? Their surname is Hart...probably the same name.
People who lived more than a hundred years ago.”
"...To be honest, I don't remember."
Emile Hart thought seriously for a while, then shook his head regretfully: "I do know Bill Hart, but I don't think this is the person you are looking for. Because he is my uncle, not much older than me.
How old are you?"
"Is this gambling stall a business inherited from your family?"
"How can this thing be passed down from family? This land has not changed for hundreds of years, but the pirates squatting on it come and go, changing every few years or more. My grandfather's generation was still a farmer.
"But this property used to be my ancestral home, and I turned it into a gambling stall... After all, according to the rules here, we are not allowed to break into the house to cause trouble for others. If I stay in there all day without coming out, I will live a little better.
Safer.
"After all, my ex was stabbed in the back with a knife when he went out."
Emil, the stall owner, said with some nostalgia: "If I had money to go to school, I wouldn't have come to see this stall. I'm not afraid of your laughter. My sculpting skills were pretty good... at least I could surpass Denisso.
Admission test for Asian Theological Seminary.
"If I had the money to go to school, I would probably be an architect in East Denisoa now."
After hearing the words "I don't have money to go to school," Isaac was silent for a moment.
Many complicated expressions flashed through his eyes for a moment.
After a while, Isaac finally asked softly: "Did you pass the entrance exam that year?"
"I passed it and got a b+."
Emil smiled: "It's not bad, right? But it's a pity... If you don't get an A rating, you won't get the scholarship."
There was a look of nostalgia on his face: "It's a pity, it's really just a little bit worse. It's a little bit, but at least it's not an A- rating... In that case, I might go crazy."
For Denisoya Theological Seminary, it is enough to get a grade of [b-]. But if you can get a grade of [a] or above, you can get a scholarship. If you get an A grade, you can get full tuition, and if you get an A+, it is okay.
Paste twice as much.
Isaac had the highest A+ rating back then.
"If there was a chance to take a serious road, who would do this job? If you offend people so much, you can't make much money... Even if you are a thug, you can quit after making enough money, but I don't have that chance.
.
"If I leave the Zipper Gang, I'll probably be caught before I can leave the city. Even if I'm still in the Federation, I might be thrown into the sea one day."
Although Emil misses you a little, he has no regrets: "Our boss has a saying that I think is particularly reasonable: 'It doesn't matter if they hate you. As long as they are afraid of you, it's useless.'
"I'm past the age where I want others to like me. If possible, I also want them to be afraid of me."
It was an almost calm look, the look of someone who had seen through everything, determined that he had no chance, and lived a life of foraging in the fields with an expressionless face.
Neither looking forward to it nor recalling it.
Isaac fell silent.
Annan on the side was holding the scepter and said nothing.
When Isaac was asking questions, Annan had actually figured out that Isaac's stepfather was named Hart. If nothing else happened, this stall owner was really Isaac's younger brother and sister.
's bloodline.
But it's different from those nobles and big families.
He didn't even know who his ancestors were or what they had experienced.
We are all ordinary people.
The only stories that can be passed down are those that are passed down orally. The names can't even be counted for five generations.
Although Isaac has no feelings for his brothers and sisters at all... rather, it would be better if they died.
But one hundred and fifty sixty years later, their children are now in the same predicament as they were back then. They obviously have the talent to change their destiny, but they have no choice but to drop out of school because they have no money to pay the high tuition fees.
And in Denisaw.
If you don't have a job that's generous enough... you'll either have to hang around day after day, or you'll have to keep your head in your belt to make money.
No matter which one it is, it means that there is no hope for this life.
Isaac just felt like his head was muddy.
He couldn't even remember when he and Annan left there. He couldn't even remember what Annan and that person talked about after that...
He just felt that his head was in a mess, very confused. The thinking center of the doll's body seemed to be overheated due to high-intensity thinking.
By the time he came to his senses, they had already appeared in a private room of a tavern.
Although Annan is obviously underage... there are not so many rules in Denisawia.
Although there are not many Silver Lord churches here, the Denisoans also think that they are not as greedy for money as the Noahs. Although most of them have never seen the Noahs in their lives, they still think that the Noahs are
The most greedy of money.
"The money is much easier to use here than in Noah. Not only can I come in, but you can even invite the guests who are already in the private room out."
Annan held the wine glass in both hands, placed it under the light and admired it, and said leisurely: "The people here are not like Noah, who believe that 'money can exchange everything'. They don't understand the meaning of 'transaction'"
, don't think the 'contract' is of any use, they just think 'I need to get more money, no matter what the cost'.
"Looking around, everyone on this street needs money and is eager for money to try to change their destiny... Even if they have money, it is extremely difficult.
"Although people here don't believe in Lord Silver... but people without money can hardly move here."
Looking at Isaac who became a little silent, the corners of Annan's mouth raised slightly.
He put down his half-drunk glass of rum with lemon, ice cubes and mint leaves.
"Do you feel that after more than a hundred years, people seem to have made little progress?"
"...I just feel like the disaster is happening again."
Isaac sighed deeply: "It seems that no one has done anything wrong, but everything seems wrong. Everyone only lives for themselves. How did the world become like this?
"Are the efforts of people like Hugo and Salvatore... really valuable and meaningful? Are these people really worth saving?
"If you need rescue, where should you start..."
His voice became smaller and smaller.
This former tower owner who invented the "ritual modular technology" realized for the first time that the world was indeed getting better, but the world didn't seem to have changed much.
The whole city becomes neat and bright.
People's food, clothing, housing and transportation have improved many times.
The handmade textile mills and blacksmith shops of the past have now become factories sprayed with black smoke; meat and wine that were once difficult for even small nobles to eat regularly can now be eaten almost every day; whales used to illuminate the
The oil has also turned into a more stable, bright green fire...
But on the other hand, the relationship between people has not changed.
A poor person will remain poor for the rest of his life.
Nobles are born nobility.
Although it is theoretically possible to change one's destiny, it is only a possibility. Even with that qualification, one may pass it by due to various reasons...
"Hugo said that the dispute was because people were fighting for limited supplies. But I feel... this doesn't seem like it."
Isaac looks to Annan for answers.
He also knew that there was probably something wrong with his head when he sought such an answer from a boy who was only fifteen years old.
But even if it’s for comfort, it’s okay. Just come and talk to yourself.
He just felt that his mind was so messed up...
I saw the city that had been completely renovated, becoming a prosperous and "civilized" pirate capital, and I also saw that the person with the same surname as that man was similar but different from his former self... but instead became more depraved.
.
At that moment, Isaac even felt that all his efforts... were meaningless.