Shirley walked up to Beta and asked suspiciously, "Master, what is the Son of Gold?" ”

Knowing that he had lost his words, Greenton immediately pretended not to hear anything, and bowed his head to drink the fruit wine. And Beta, who had never seen any big scenes, pointed to his hair very alertly, and said, "People with hair color like me are collectively called the children of gold, and you are the same. ”

Shirley sighed, didn't ask any further, and didn't know whether to believe it or not.

After dealing with Shirley's question, Beta asked, "Where is the biggest slum in your Bronze Drum City?" Also, what do I need to pay attention to? ”

"The biggest slum is in the North District, I'll let the soldiers take you there in a moment." Greenton thought for a moment and said, "The only thing you need to pay attention to is time. There won't be much time left for you. I think it's only three months at most. In three months, followers from other gods will definitely come and preach, and I won't be able to favor you all the time, so you'll have to figure out how to level the competitors yourself. ”

Beta nodded in understanding.

"Of course, although the Bronze Drum City is under my control, where there is light, there must be darkness." Greenton said helplessly: "You will definitely have a lot of trouble in the process of preaching. But I understand that those little troubles are at most minor problems for you, and I only hope that when you deal with them, you will be gentle and not exaggerated as in a dream, after all, this is the territory of our Zell family, and I don't want this place to become a mess of ruins. ”

Beta laughed twice, a little embarrassed. In the game, he has had a lot of trouble after taking the territory from the royal family. Many surrounding nobles came to target him openly and secretly, so he took his knights with him and called the F6 members. Wave after wave pushed over, slaughtered all sides, beat and cried the surrounding nobles, and made the whole world know that there was a madman lord in Hollevin.

Grinton was a member of the Knights in his dream, and he thought it was a pleasure to live such a happy life. But now he's a lord, if Beta is so noisy in his territory. He felt like he had a big head just thinking about it. Once the Children of Gold go crazy, it is definitely not a level that ordinary people can bear, after all, they even dare to kill gods, and what else do they dare not do.

After a little chat, Beta left with Shirley.

In his study, Greenton pulled out a book with the faces of the gods drawn on it. He flipped to the page of Wojkin, stared at it for a moment, and then closed it again. Then let go of the bookcase. Then he rang the golden bell, and when the butler came in, he instructed, "Within a month, help me transfer thirty percent of the gold coins from the various trading houses in the family and put them in my basement storage room." ”

The housekeeper was a little embarrassed: "I'm afraid that the family will be separated, and other clansmen will not want to." ”

"I'll give you a squad of soldiers." There was a rare taste of iron on Greenton's gentle face: "If anyone doesn't want to, you beat them until they want to." ”

A happy smile appeared on the butler's face: "Master." We'll be happy to help you. ”

On the other side, Beta and Shirley are led by the soldiers. Came to the slum of North Corner. After taking them to the entrance of the ghetto, the soldiers left. As he left, the soldier was still reluctant, glancing back at Shirley's back from time to time.

The two of them stayed at the entrance of the slum, and before they really got close to it, they could smell a strange smell. It tastes disgusting. The sour smell of swill is mixed with the smell of feces.

As a divine creature, Shirley naturally resented such a taste, and she immediately cast a 'purifying magic' to envelop the two of them in it.

Then the air they came into contact with instantly became fresh.

"What a scary place." Shirley patted her chest, and there was a wave of waves: "It's the first time I've smelled such a disgusting smell." ”

Beta suddenly said, "You must have just been created by the goddess." It's also normal to smell like this for the first time. ”

"yes." Shirley suddenly realized: "Because I have a lot of knowledge in my head, I always think that I have lived for a long time." ”

From this sentence, Beta confirmed that Shirley was a creature created by the goddess temporarily. This deepened his view of the gods. It's not uncommon to just create creatures, but it's not easy to create creatures that give her a complete sense of the world and profound knowledge. To put it another way, if the power of the goddess Waujin is enough, she creates a large number of divine beings at one time, and then throws them into the human realm, it will not be very easy to win the holy war.

But why is Goddess Waujin reluctant to do this?

If Waujin is because of his lack of strength, what about the other gods?

Could it be that there are great limits to the creation of divine beings? Beta was slightly puzzled in his heart, and he suddenly remembered that the angels under the seat of the goddess of light seemed to be divine creatures, but the famous, or powerful, were those few. And they can't just come to the human world, even if they do, they have to go back soon.

But why can?

Thinking of this, Beta couldn't help but stare at Shirley.

Shirley felt Beta's gaze, and then gave him a sweet, amorous smile back.

At this moment, Beta seemed to see the goddess Waujin standing in front of her.

There was some speculation in his mind, but Beta didn't say it. He walked into the entrance of the alley, and as soon as he stepped into this place, there was another world, the world of the poor.

Compared to the slums of Winterwind City, or the royal city, the slums here seem to be a little more energetic.

Whether it's the slums of Winterwind or the royal city, what Beta sees are all those who are insensitive to the people. There is no life, no hope, no ambition or desire in their eyes.

Ambition and desire are a derogatory term, but in many cases, it is the motivation of a person to be motivated, and if a person does not have even a trace of ambition and desire, then it is no different from an animal.

And the people in this slum still have a little light in their eyes, and they know that they still have some hope for life.

The paups of the Royal City, as well as the Winter Wind City, prefer to sit on both sides of the sparse roads and bask in the sun, living a day and a day. When they are so hungry that they will rob, steal, and even eat human flesh, they will be no different from wild beasts.

But here, Beta saw a lot of poor people working...... Weaving straw baskets and making linen clothes. There were also many children, unkempt, snorting and wearing tattered clothes, who picked up bales of hay or firewood from the woods outside the city for their families.

And when they were their age, Beta was eating Kentucky chicken every day, playing games, or running around with her friends every day, never knowing what the pressures of life were, and not knowing what an existential crisis was.

There is a contrast, and only then can we know what happiness is.

The houses in the slums were low and low, most of them made of wooden shelves, roofs made of hay, and walls made of homemade, very poor quality yellow mud bricks. Such a house, as long as a heavy rain, will collapse a large area, fortunately, such a house will not easily crush people, and the construction is relatively simple.

Beta walks through the dirt lanes of the ghetto...... This is not because of the rain, but because of the residents on both sides of the road, who dump their domestic waste water on the road.

There are no sewers or sewers, so people will splash their domestic waste water from bathing and cooking. And many people, both men and women, as long as they have the urge to urinate, untie their pants directly at the door of the house, and sprinkle the yellow urine full of anger on the road at home.

On the way, Beta also met many women with yellow skin, or children who defecated in the open on the side of the road, as if there was no one around.

But when they saw Beta, they ran back to their house like a mouse seeing a cat, and some of them were so anxious that they didn't even have time to lift their pants.

The talent of 'aristocratic temperament' is like an invisible force field, which oppresses those ordinary people, intimidates their nerves, and makes them panic and scramble to stay away from Beta's side.

When Beta had gone, the paupers came out of the house, and they watched with trepidation the backs of Beta and the beautiful lady in the distance, and wondered what such a noble man had done in their disgusting slum.

The road in the slum is narrow and crooked, like a labyrinth. The poor are the largest group in every city, accounting for more than 50% of the city's population. A few or even a dozen of them are crammed into small, cramped houses that are densely packed into slums that cover less than a quarter of the city's total area.

Beta walked through the labyrinth called the ghetto for three hours, almost the entire slum, and under Joan of Arc's high vision, he didn't have to worry about getting lost, and finally found a relatively wide and flat spot near the center of the slum.

There were a lot of bare-bottomed children playing here, but when the Beta and the two arrived, they ran away and stopped to look at the two curiously.

Stomping on the hard red earth, Beta said with satisfaction, "Yes, this is a good place to build a temple. ”

"But this is the land of the Lord." Shirley looked around: "If it weren't for the owner, I think there would definitely be a lot of people who would have built houses here." Looking at them, they all consciously avoided this place. ”

"Just ask someone."

Beta looked around, then beckoned to the oldest, pants-wearing boy, "Kid, come here." ”

The boy who was hit by Beta's finger was startled, looked around, then pointed at himself with a dirty finger, and asked with a frightened expression, "My lord, are you calling me?" ”

"Yes, come here, I have something to ask you." (To be continued.) )