Chapter 9/Changing Clouds

Author: Charcoal Grilled Rice Mushroom

Chapter 9 Turning the Clouds

After selling the dressing mirror and all other miscellaneous harvests, Jiatu got sixty-three dry food bars from the recycler on the eighth floor.

After receiving these six large packages of rations, Jiatu did not go home immediately, but returned directly to the seventh floor.

He paid for a bath in the shower center on the seventh floor with ten dry food bars, and then exchanged five dry food bars for a set of cleaner clothes.

There was no substitute for the homemade cane Herna gave him, so when he took a shower, he washed the entire cane to make sure there was no residual blood on it.

Carrying four large bags full of dry food bars, Jato walked out of the shower center. He looked down at his new clothes and his renewed body, already anticipating Hera and Hena's surprise.

However, rather than explaining the blood stains on his body, he would rather make up a "story" about meeting a kind person at the central level to explain the abnormality on his body.

Jiatu didn't have any good ideas about the 48 dry food bars left after cleaning the bloodstains on his body.

When snatching the dressing mirror, he only considered that this thing could fill the family's shortfall, but he never thought about how to explain the origin of these things to Hera and the others.

"Twenty dry food bars among them should be returned to the old mourner..."

"As for the remaining twenty-eight dry food bars...do we really need to find a reason to take them back?"

Jato stood on the road in front of the cleaning center, dazed. He had already anticipated Hera and the others' surprise. After all, based on the intuition of those two people, he didn't think he could hide it from them.

He racked his brains and thought, and finally found a highly feasible solution:

"The remaining twenty or so dry food bars should be returned to 'Hena's creditor' - that is, the boy 'Warren'."

Jiatu thought to himself.

He didn't know how much favor Hena owed Warren.

But the "twenty dry food bars" in his hand should be able to fill part of it.

The only problem is that he doesn't know where "Warren" lives yet.

"Neither Warren nor the old Undertaker can do it today... It's been four or five hours since I came out, and I must go back quickly..."

Jiatu estimated the time.

He came out of the scrapyard, ran to the eighth floor to sell his harvest, and then took a shower on the seventh floor. From the time he turned on the lights at eight in the morning, it was obviously already past twelve noon.

Even if Hera hasn't woken up yet, Heda should already be looking for her everywhere in a hurry.

In order not to worry them, Jiatu hesitated and rented a safe on the seventh floor at the cost of one dry food bar every three days.

Including the deposit, he paid five dry food bars at once.

If you include the forty ration bars that were returned to the old Undertaker and Warren, he only had two ration bars left in his hand.

Putting the two extra dry food bars into his arms, Jiatu closed the safe door, feeling a little heavy.

His hands still retain the feeling of beating a human body.

This reminded him of the man's last cry——

"...I still have children at home!"

"...I still want to treat him!!!"

This made him wonder, if his robbery really caused the death of that man's child, could he also be considered half an executioner?

Suddenly, a feeling like swallowing lime powder came to his heart, making him want to retching.

However, just as he was holding on to the load-bearing pillars of the central spiral staircase and staggering towards home, a group of uninvited guests suddenly appeared and blocked him.

"You are..."

Jiatu noticed that in addition to the front, there were four or five people appearing behind him at the same time, blocking the return stairs. They had obviously been waiting for a long time.

Jiatu wiped the corners of his mouth, squinted at the four or five shelter scoundrels in front of him, and recognized their identities from the left arm of one of their members hanging around his neck.

"Are you here to seek revenge..."

Jia Tu touched the two dry food bars in his arms and was somewhat thankful that he had put most of the harvest into the safe.

Now that he no longer had any worries, he raised his cane.

With his back against the load-bearing pillar, he was confident of defeating at least three shelter scoundrels before he was brought down.

However, the leader of this group of gangsters suddenly raised his hand:

"Don't worry, we're not here to fight."

A young man in his late twenties with a laceration at the corner of his mouth said loudly.

Jiatu did not let down his guard, but realized from the young man's expression that the other party really wanted to talk.

"What do you want to say?"

Jia Tu lowered his guard slightly and asked proactively.

The young man looked at Jiatu's cane with caution, took a step back, then spread his hand and said with a smile on his face:

"I saw your performance at the scrapyard today. You were very good and decisive...how do you think? Do you want to follow me? As long as you join us, not only will the previous grudges be wiped out, but we will also be able to follow you if you gain anything in the future.

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The young man was still chattering.

Jiatu felt a little dizzy.

He didn't expect that this group of people that he had always hated would actually extend an invitation to him.

Is it because you scared them?

No... Indeed, what the man is still saying - you are very strong, but your legs and feet are inconvenient, so you won't gain much in the scrapyard, but as long as you follow him and work as his thug, you can bring out your strengths.

There can still be someone to run errands for him...

But the look in their eyes when they looked at Jiatu was not of fear.

Instead, I found the excitement of "the same kind".

This made Jiato feel a little nauseous.

He felt a nameless rage and didn't know where to direct it.

He always felt that he was not a waste, but people kept hitting him.

Even the mourner's stretcher requires two legs and two hands to use.

A person like him who is missing one foot will fall to the ground the moment he lets go of the crutches.

But he finally found some confidence today.

Even if he did something very bad, he could comfort himself because this was the first time that through his "own efforts" he had achieved results that were enough to repay Hera and the others.

But the group of people who suddenly appeared in front of him reminded him that he just used violence to take away other people's gains, just like these shelter scoundrels, only cruel and vicious.

There is nothing to brag about at all.

If you can’t become an upright “person”——

So what's the point of becoming a cruel and vicious "dog"?!

Feeling self-blame in his heart, Jiatu subconsciously took out the dry food bar from his arms and threw it hard at the rogue leader who was still chattering.

The hard and heavy compressed dry food hit the rogue leader's head like a stone, smashing it into pieces.

The rogue leader screamed and fell to the ground on his back.

The other gangsters looked at Jia Tu in shock and anger, not knowing why he was violently attacking.

After releasing the resentment in his heart in one fell swoop, Jiatu felt that the clouds in his heart suddenly cleared up.

He knows that his path is different from that of these ruffians.

So with firm belief, he rushed towards the left side of the spiral staircase without hesitation, which caught the gangsters who wanted to surround him by surprise——

Because whether he is going to the seventh floor to seek help from the guards or going home to seek help from Hera and the others, the left side of the stairs should not be the direction Jato should choose.

But the boy still pushed away the two shelter gangsters who were caught off guard and ran forward with all his strength.

Because he knew that there was the only way to get rid of these people completely.

The final frustration
Chapter completed!