Chapter 487 God Said (3000 Chapters Plus More)

Ledger, who was thin and thin, walked slowly along the streets of the stalactite island wharf area.

His footsteps were frivolous, as if he was stepping on cotton, but there was nothing he could do about it. He hadn't eaten for three days, and his body was already very weak from drinking water.

After walking for half an hour, he finally reached the alley at the edge of the pier, a place where most crew members like to come.

But now here, there is not a single crew member, only scantily clad women talking to each other with their hands opening the pink curtain.

"Hey, when the Governor started the war, all the docks stopped, and the guests disappeared. If this continues, I'm so poor that I can only go to the beach to pick up dead fish."

"Come on, at least you opened yesterday. I haven't opened for three days. Hey...Look, the blond boy is here again."

The whores cast a hostile look at Ledger, and the hatred between colleagues needs no reason.

"Boy, don't come here either. There are not many people who play with women, so there is no one who plays with men."

As soon as the words fell, there was a burst of extremely harsh laughter from all around.

Ledger pretended not to hear and continued to walk forward weakly. He only needed food now.

Suddenly his eyes lit up, and there was a feminine man walking towards him. He was a crew member, and Ledger had done his business.

Unexpectedly, just as he was about to rush forward, a man who was taller than him and weaker than him jumped into his arms first.

There was a trace of grievance on Ledger's face, his eyes were slightly red, and he continued to walk down in silence.

He has no business, no business, no food, no food, death.

At the beginning, he also entered this industry because he had no money to eat. He heard that this industry would never be hungry, but now he is hungry again.

Wandering slowly on this street, the whole morning passed in a blink of an eye, and Ledger's body became weaker.

Ledger slowly moved out of the street and started walking towards the pier. He wanted to see if there were really dead fish on the shore.

However, when he came to the shore, Ledger was disappointed. There was nothing on the beach except fetid garbage swaying with the waves.

He returned to the corner street in the port area that was full of human excrement. He wanted to see if there was another way to fill his stomach. If he didn't eat something today, he might not even have the strength to walk tomorrow.

The first thing that came into view was a messy garbage dump, inside which were two old men who were emitting a stench, constantly turning over.

Ledger continued walking forward in disappointment, someone already occupied the place.

He continued to walk forward, and soon the smell of wheat made his eyes light up.

A bakery appeared in front of him, and the bright yellow bread inside made Ledger's saliva unstoppable.

But the price hanging on it made him completely give up, the cheapest black bread cost 20 echoes for a small piece, and now he hasn't heard any.

Ledger wanted to leave, but he suddenly found the fat man who owned the bakery, fiddling with the oven behind his back.

Stealing is bad, that's what his dead mother told him, but he was really hungry.

Ledger could no longer think about it that much. He walked to the bakery and reached out to grab a piece of fishmeal bread.

His hand touched it, and the bread looked like it was just baked, and the temperature on it made Ledger's weak body seem to have strength again.

"Touch!!" A foot wearing a leather boot kicked Ledger flying.

"Dare to steal my bread? Do you want to die?" A thirteen or fourteen-year-old fat boy in clean clothes charged forward with his playmate, punching and kicking Ledger.

The sound disturbed the fat man who was baking bread. He walked in front of the stall and straightened the slightly crooked bread with his hands, and then said slowly, "Son, don't fight here, it will affect the family's business."

"Yes! Got it!" The fat boy nodded. Dragging Ledger's leg, he walked towards the alley next to him, followed by the yelling young man next to him.

In the depths of the dark alley full of rubbish, Ledger huddled into a ball, tremblingly looking at the group of teenagers who surrounded him.

Especially when he saw the fat boy picking up a table leg with rusty nails from the side, his eyes showed extreme fear.

"Please don't hit me, you can play with mine, it's very comfortable, please don't hit me." Ledger tremblingly took off his pants and raised his butt.

Ledger's move first stunned the teenagers, and suddenly one of them said: "I know this kid, he's a whore!!"

Extreme disgust suddenly appeared on the faces of the teenagers. They rushed up and beat them with all their strength.

"It's disgusting!! Why are you still living in this world!!"

"You actually rely on selling yourself to support yourself, are you a man?"

"You useless trash!!"

Ledger held his head in his hands and cried out in despair: "I'm hungry, I just want to eat, Mom, help!!"

Soon Ledger couldn't shout anymore, and when the teenagers stopped beating, he was covered in black and purple and lay motionless on the ground.

The panting fat boy seemed to be a little out of breath. He looked around and picked up a rusty boat nail with a length of 20 centimeters from the ground.

"Hey, it's almost enough, if you go down, you will die." A teenager with a mole on the corner of his mouth couldn't bear it.

"What's wrong with the dead? Hasn't anyone died in the dock area? Besides, he's a prostitute who steals things. This kind of bad guy doesn't deserve to live."

The fat boy walked over, grabbed Ledger's blond hair with his hands, and lifted him up directly.

Ledger's swollen old Gao's eyes looked in front of him weakly, there was no fear in his eyes, only numbness. The toothless mouth opened and tremblingly said: "What did I do wrong? Why did you do this to me?"

The fat boy stretched out his right hand, and the needle in his hand pierced Ledger's right eye directly. His right leg raised his knee and slammed against the tail of the nail, and the rusty spike was instantly inserted into Ledger's brain.

After the fat boy threw Ledger to the ground, the onlookers immediately surrounded him with praise, they dare not do such a thing as killing people.

Ledger lay powerless among a pile of rubbish, his life rapidly disappearing.

Vision began to blur, and Ledger saw his dead mother return, and she came to pick up his own.

"If you die, you won't be hungry or cold, and you can still see your mother." Ledger raised his mouth slightly, and a bright smile appeared on his face.

"Hey... hello... can you hear me?" A muffled voice suddenly entered Ledger's ears, and the gradually clear mother in front of his eyes quickly disappeared.

"No, Mom, take me with you..." Ledger cried desperately.

Suddenly a soft light enveloped Ledger's body, and his scarred body healed quickly.

When Ledger came back to his senses, the injuries on his body disappeared together with the pain.

Ledger froze in place, as if listening to something.

Suddenly he stood up, raised his right hand and pushed lightly to the side, and the stained wall next to it collapsed in an instant.

Ledger stared at his hands in a daze, and felt very astonished when faced with the power he suddenly possessed.

Suddenly he began to cry, and when he heard the inquiry from the voice in his head, he shook his head and wiped away his tears with his hands.

"It's nothing, I was just thinking, if I had this power back then, maybe my mother wouldn't have died."

Ledger walked slowly outside along the corner, nodding his head from time to time to communicate with the voice in his head.

"Who are you? What should I call you? GK? Can I call you God?"

"Your voice is so beautiful, God, I love to hear your voice."

"God, you are so kind, I like you."

Speaking of this time, Ledger had already walked out of the alley, and the tempting aroma of bread wafted into Ledger's nose again.

He looked at the bright yellow bread in the distance, licked his lips and walked slowly over.

The fat boy had already gone home, and he was talking to a woman with a big laugh.

When he caught a glimpse of Ledger walking towards this side, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes and he walked out of the bakery.

Seeing the fat boy rushing up aggressively, Ledger instinctively flinched and wanted to run away, but suddenly he stopped, and slowly raised his lowered head, his dodging eyes were replaced by hatred.

He raised his hands and pushed in the direction of the fat boy, "Touch!" The boy was completely inlaid on the outer wall of the bakery, and the blood splashed stained the entire wall, and he died.

"My son!!" The woman cried and rushed out.

Hearing this name, Ledger felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and he raised his hand to ask her to shut up.

But with his light pinch, the woman's head was as thin as a piece of paper.

"Maya!!" Fatty's eyes turned red when he saw this scene, and he took out a revolver and rushed out.

Ledger squeezed lightly out of thin air again, accompanied by the sound of bone shattering, the fat man's sturdy body instantly shrank to the size of a watermelon, and scarlet blood splattered everywhere.

Ledger walked to the bread stand, closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and clasped his hands together. "Thank God for my bread."

He took the best white bread and began to eat it faster and faster until he nearly choked.

Half an hour later, Ledger, who was very full, took a long breath. He was full. At this moment, he felt very happy.

"God, do you need my help? I can do anything for you."

"Get you out? Okay, God, I'll do whatever I can to get you out!"

Ledger's consciousness returned from a long memory, and his tears could not stop falling from his eyes. He said with grief and indignation: "I'm sorry, God, I can't save you, woo woo woo~ I didn't use……"

At this moment, there is no difference between the 100-year-old Ledger and the 10-year-old Ledger.

Charles didn't pay attention to what the other person was talking to himself, he flashed in front of Ledger, and raised the eye-covered tentacles at him.

Seeing that he was about to die, the pope's eyes suddenly lit up, and he shouted loudly at the dark rock formation in the sky with his last bit of strength: "God said: let there be light!"

The sky in Earthsea... is bright.

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