1290: Chapter 1276: Legend 1290: Chapter 1276: Legend When the Big Shots were concerned about the fate of their country and their people, how many paid attention to the lives of the ordinary Mortals below the Cloud Realm?
Su Daqiu was one of them, a laborer from the Long Hand Clan, who had too many children at ho to feed, so he had to start working at a young age to make a living.
Incidentally, his na is simply the combination of “crisp cake” and “big ball”…
Many locals’ nas are quite casual, especially when the parents are not very cultured.
He, like his brothers and many other multi-child Long Hand Clan families, naturally started to fend for themselves at an early age.
Even among the Long Hand Clan, Su Daqiu, who was quite talented, was a tall and strong man with long arms and legs…..
naturally, without any chance for education, he took up manual labor, which didn’t have a high entry barrier.
Now, as a mber of the Iron Stick Gang, a spontaneous organization of laborers in Salt City, his best skill was probably using various Tools to move heavy objects, working without laziness or complaint.
“…
Hah, hah, I can’t do this anymore.” This ti, carrying a bathtub, he could only make it to the third floor before he couldn’t go any further.
As ti passed, the once skilled “stick” felt increasingly powerless.
By rights, he should still be in his pri…..
but the long-term arduous work, coupled with the harsh local environnt, undoubtedly expedited his decline.
The only consolation was that, having been in the job for four or five years, he hadn’t fallen ill or injured like his colleagues…
he considered that lucky, but when the stairs that used to be easy to climb beca a struggle, Su Daqiu knew that his ti was probably up, too.
Perhaps, like the other clan mbers, he should take the few coins in his purse, buy so Seeds and so fishing gear, and go “retire” to a village around the city to make a living.
But his “self-control” was also quite ordinary.
“I…
If I have no work, I can’t pay off debts, and I won’t have anything to eat….”
The life of these “laborers” is incredibly hard, but in their eyes, they earn many tis more than in the villages, bringing back a few dozen coins could make them the richest person in the village….
For them, money cos too easily, and therefore, it is not so precious.
In the city, there are too many temptations, even without indulging in excessive spending habits, the laborers’ own “little gambling for pleasure” is not necessarily small.
Like his fellow laborers, Su Daqiu had not only no savings but also a lot of debt.
The debts were not huge, but to him, they were always weighing down on him….
he couldn’t stop working, nor could he afford to fall sick or get injured, as he had seen enough of misfortunes.
He was just a Mortal, a cog in the urban workforce, with nothing but physical strength to offer, and now, with his accumulating injuries, he feared he was not far from being completely unable to do manual labor.
In fact, he might not be “sick”, it’s just that he didn’t dare to seek dical help, and now he was becoming weaker and weaker, with no strength throughout his body.
This ti, after several attempts, he barely finished his work and earned those few coins…..
this ti, he didn’t gamble or drink; he had to seriously consider his future.
“If it really cos to it, I’ll go see a Witch Doctor for so dicine…”
That night, utterly exhausted, he started to run a fever, and the little money he had was truly not enough for the Witch Doctor, who found it insufficient.
When delirious with fever, he vaguely realized that he might not make it through this ti…..
even if he were lucky enough to survive, his future was practically nonexistent without the ability to work.
Perhaps, this was his fate, so things were set in stone from the mont of birth.
Perhaps, this was just the normal “discarding of a useless screw”…..
its service life reached its point, and it was ti to end.
But at this mont, his fellow laborers brought him a rumor…
“Have you heard?
They say that if you lie in a wooden boat floating on the sea at the ti when the Southern Lion constellation intersects with the White Bird constellation, and make a wish to a Lamp Flower while offering your own flesh, you can beco a real Superhuman Extraordinary…”
Recently, a new legend had erged among the Civilian populace of Salt City.
But this sounded utterly unreliable, and based on past experience, reporting it as a cult would be the right thing to do.
However, at this mont, Su Daqiu was already delirious with fever.
“Boat…..?”
At Laborer Su’s ho, there was a pile of “junk” that others had discarded, and occasionally he would take his small boat out for a spin around the area…
but there were no more fish to be found.
Living by the sea as he did, he got to work without hesitation.
“Lamp Flowers, flesh…
Bring a small knife…”
The bewildered man set out to sea without really knowing why, and on this very night, two constellations appeared in the starry sky, perfectly overlapping each other.
He had thought it was just another rumor, but inexplicably, he saw several small boats outside the pier…
It seed that there were quite a few who believed in this “rumor.”
With a little more information, he followed the instructions from the rumors, praying to the Lamp Flower and wishing upon it, before offering up three cups of his own blood as a symbol of his life.
“So it was fake after all…
I…
am too weak to even be angry now…”
Su Daqiu felt so regret, thinking he must have been confused, but before he knew it, his dilapidated little boat was shrouded in mist.
Su Daqiu was a bit frightened and uneasy, as he could no longer find the way…
But when he saw the clear water beneath the boat, excitent inexplicably surged within him.
Even he knew that there were no clean seas near Salt City.
“Where is this…”
Suddenly, the mist dissipated, revealing a real piece of land.
He went ashore, walked forward without thinking, and then saw a deep well.
Next to it stood an eerie wooden sign, inscribed with human text.
Sohow, though Su Daqiu was illiterate, he recognized the words.
“One year of lifespan in exchange for a chance to beco Extraordinary.”
It was a deal that seed to be with Evil Gods, but in that mont, Su Daqiu’s face was beaming with joy…
“Just one year, huh…”
Dreams and mist would eventually fade, and when the confused Su Daqiu awoke again, he found himself back on the boat, drifting at sea.
“Clang!”
At so point, the boat had struck the shore, and the clamor of people’s voices finally jolted him awake.
Finding himself bathed in the warm sunshine, he woke up completely, and since he was alive again, today was another day of labor.
“Did you, did you make it?”
The incessant inquiries from the strangers crowding around him left him a bit perplexed.
A burly man dressed as a porter had gotten right in his face, bombarding him with questions.
“Make what…”
Seeing the large face squeezing closer, Su Daqiu got sowhat alard and instinctively gave a hard shove.
“Boom!”
The burly man, a Giant man who was visibly stronger than Su Daqiu, was sent flying by that single-handed push.
“I didn’t even use much force…
Ah, this legend is true, I’ve beco Superhuman…”
Suddenly feeling strong all over, Su Daqiu’s face broke into a wide grin.
“…How many items can I move in one go, and how much will I earn!”
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