Can you calmly use others as stepping stones to live?

Esther couldn't come up with an answer to that question.

Of course she was happy to be alive, to enjoy the fragrance of flowers or the taste of sweets, to feel the sunshine, the cold wind or the noise of the crowd, it was all part of her life.But after this "resurrection", part of her naive expectation for this world also died from her.

Now the premise for Esther to sacrifice for others is that the other party must be someone she values ​​and cares about, and her remaining sense of justice and courage are not enough to support her to die at will.

She developed a distinct fear of death.

I don't know how the captain is doing now...

Esther thought so, stepped out of the platform, and sneezed under the misty haze.

Although it was not as ferocious as the sandstorms I had seen before, such thick fog lingered in Backlund all the time, making the clear blue sky here a joke.

Esther looked up at the nearby buildings, and occasionally saw a few Gothic buildings towering between the tops of the slopes: "No wonder people in Backlund like to chat about the weather so much, and Mr. Jacob likes the sky of Tingen so much. If I’ve lived here for a long time, probably every time I see a sunny day, I’ll move a chair out to bask in the sun and leave.”

Xiao Qi pecked at her ear: "Which district are you planning to go to?"

"I wanted to go to the South District, but the pollution is worse than I thought. The South District is probably worse."

Xiao Wu in the coat pocket suddenly poked out half of his head: "We have a VIP passage in Backlund, so we can go to more interesting places."

"Ha, indeed, that would be so much fun." Xiao Qi echoed with ill intentions.

The attitudes of the two made Esther's inspiration instantly terrified, and she shook her head again and again: "No, no, no, I'll stay in Backlund first, I don't have your strange adventurous spirit."

"Tch, boring guy." Xiao Wu shrank back, dismissing Esther's confession.

After moaning in her stomach, Esther's immediate goal became to fill her stomach. She walked two streets, found the cheapest-looking cafe, and ordered a one-soul and ninepence sandwich with a main course. combo.

This is already the cheapest one, and the cheaper ones are all kinds of coffee or afternoon tea desserts, which are far from enough to fill your stomach.

Sure enough, everything next to the station was expensive, and Esther deeply missed the prices on Iron Cross Street.

Esther took out half a slice of bacon from the sandwich and gave it to Xiao Qi who had been staring at her.However, this was a misunderstanding. Xiaoqi was purely observing Esther's heartbroken reluctance, but it was also very happy to get some food from Esther.

There is no need to tell Esther that it can go outside to find something to eat, such as going to the pier to grab French fries or something.

After the fate was severed, Xiao Qi lost the ability to transform back into a human form, and his connection with the identity of "Amon" was forcibly severed. This is simply the retribution of the ability of the "Trojan Horse of Destiny" to himself.

Xiao Wu, who is still in the form of a bug of time, can't realize this.

So the name "Little Seven" is closer to his self-cognition than "Amon".

Seeing that Xiaoqi could accept bacon, Esther happily grabbed some bread and gave it to him, and then pulled a corner of lettuce, her face was full of relief from the feeding.

It wasn't until Xiao Qi slapped her finger viciously that Esther stopped treating Xiao Qi like a pet.

After leaving the cafe, Esther walked into a bookstore not far away, and picked out a detailed map that included Backlund's transportation routes.The owner of the store seemed to see that she was a foreigner, and enthusiastically gave Esther a local tourist brochure, introducing many special shops and famous performances. Of course, he also charged Esther two pence more.

Esther flipped through the manual, put the coat on her body, and rolled the cuffs inward twice to make it easier to move.

""The Return of the Earl" is actually performed throughout the year, there are always concerts, and there is even a signing event for a well-known novelist... Roseanne will definitely like the entertainment here, that's great, is this a big city? "

Esther picked up the map again, and quickly determined her position. She rubbed the center of her right eyebrow, and suddenly remembered something she forgot to ask before: "Little Qi, are you the 'Decryption Scholar' of Sequence Seven?"

"That's right, someone told you when I was taking a nap? There are actually such knowledgeable guys among those Nighthawks."

"Well, what is Xiaowu's sequence?"

"It is the 'Dream Stealer' of Sequence Five, and it is the transition from the stealing ability to the conceptual progress."

Esther's eyes lit up: "This name is good, it sounds very romantic!"

Xiao Qiyu choked, and slapped Esther on the back of the head with her wings: "No matter how good the extraordinary ability is, it will be a waste for you!"

Esther rubbed her fanned hair, and quickly analyzed the route to the south area of ​​the bridge: "If I can choose, I will definitely choose an easy way to pick up the wallet from the sky while walking—"

Before she finished speaking, a flower pot fell from the sky and landed just one step away from her.

Xiao Qi buried her face under her wings and laughed a few times before saying, "Why don't you learn divination, it's just about bad luck and making money."

"Forget it, no one wants to hear about bad luck, everyone wants good luck," Esther looked up at the roof and saw a balcony with several flower pots hanging on it, and a watering can was peeking out from between the fences Here, the one holding the watering can is an old woman.

"Ma'am! Your flower pot!" Esther yelled loudly, and the passers-by glanced at what happened here, and walked away.

The old woman poked her head out from between the fences, was surprised to see the broken clay pots and soil on the ground, and hurriedly waved to Esther.

Soon the old woman came down from upstairs, still holding a broom and iron bucket in her hand, Esther bent down to hold the bucket, and the old woman quickly swept away all the debris and soil on the ground.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't hurt you, did I? My husband is always stubborn, and he won't listen to me when I tell him it's dangerous to place flower pots like this."

"No, no, I'm fine," Esther patted the dust on her clothes, "Fortunately, no one was hit."

The old woman nodded, took out two soli apologetically, and stuffed it into Esther's hand: "Did it scare you? I'm so sorry, take it, young man."

"This, this will not—"

"Your attire looks like an outsider, you sneaked out from home, right? Hehe, who hasn't been young and self-willed? Think about it, my husband and I were like that..." The old woman smiled slyly, It seems that the plots of many romantic novels have been brainstormed, but the deviation from reality is getting bigger and bigger.

"Thank you, thank you very much!"

Esther did not refuse again, and received the two Sule in her arms under the satisfied eyes of the old woman, then said goodbye quickly, and went to the nearest "subway station".

Xiao Qi stared dumbfounded at the sudden development of good luck, and whispered in Esther's ear, "I know where you should go to make money."

Esther walked under the smoggy and gloomy sky of Backlund with a smile. Such a good thing as wealth from the sky was enough to keep her in a good mood for a while: "Huh? Do you have a good idea?"

"You should go to the casino."

"...I shouldn't have counted on you."

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