After that, Ye Lang didn't just stop buying things in this small town. He would buy up everything in every town he visited. When he encountered cities that were not good to refugees, he would even plunder everything and disrupt their lives.
The use of gold coins lured greedy people into a trap, leaving them with nothing but immediate profits. This caused them to lose their reserves and resources, making them realize the true meaning of disaster. At the same time, prices skyrocketed, and money lost its original value...
After several such incidents, Ye Lang ran out of money, but his Space Ring contained enough supplies for several cities to live on for thousands of years.
Of course, these are for the refugees...
At this moment, Ye Lang could finally declare himself bankrupt and had successfully squandered his fortune!
It turns out the most effective way to spend money is to do good deeds and help so many people...
"The wind blows the eggshell away, wealth goes but people are at peace..." Ye Lang felt incredibly happy when he spent his last Silver Coins.
However, his behavior made his followers feel ashamed and incomprehensible.
"Young Master, why do you feel so comfortable after you've spent all your money? That's a strange thought!"
"Strange? This is perfectly normal, okay? My lifelong dream has always been to squander money. I was born to squander money; I'm a born Prodigal Son!" Ye Lang said with great pride and honor.
"..." What is there for him to be so proud of? He actually takes pride in being Prodigal Son. I really can't believe it. I don't know how his family raised him and how they let him be such a spendthrift.
Regarding this, Ye Chengtian and Long Anqi would say: Let him be. Anyway, our family can still let him spend money, as long as he likes it and as long as he doesn't get into trouble.
Ye Lanyu would say: I will support my brother. It's no big deal if he spends money.
Seventh Princess: It doesn't matter if he squanders it all, I'll take care of him!
Tiger Girl: This is the young master's hobby; everyone has hobbies.
Princess Longji: Hurry up and spend money, the sooner the better, so I can have an excuse to keep this little rascal by my side...
Seventh Brother and the others: Wasteful? Whether this kid can even squander all his money is another question!! Let's hope it doesn't end up being even more...
Zhen Xiaoyan: ...
Along the way, Ye Lang and his group were not all together. Instead, they would split up every day to search for refugees in need of help as widely as possible. Finding and rescuing people was what they had been doing all along the way.
As refugees, the first thing they need to learn is how to save themselves, rather than waiting for others to help them. This is the biggest lesson Ye Lang taught them.
So what if they're refugees? Does that mean they can just sit around and wait for aid? Of course not! They need to unite and fight to overcome all disasters!
Because of Ye Lang and his group's self-rescue efforts, their group grew larger and larger. By the time they reached the edge of the Holy City, their numbers had doubled to more than two thousand.
These two thousand-plus people seem to no longer need any aid from others; all they need now is a place to stay.
Of course, in order to help other refugees, they still had to go to the Holy City to see if there was anything they could do to help, believing that they could help others.
"That's the Holy Mountain, we'll be there soon!" the Blackie said, pointing to the mountain peak in the plain ahead. This peculiar mountain was the Holy Mountain.
This mountain is quite peculiar. What makes it peculiar is not its appearance. Such a mountain would not attract attention in any mountainous area, except that is in a mountainous area, while this is a plain!
On this boundless plain, there stands a mountain peak—that's what makes it so special!
If this mountain peak were only a little bit high, it wouldn't be anything special. But it soars into the clouds, as if something that shouldn't exist has appeared here. And because of this, it is called a miracle or a divine intervention.
"This Holy Mountain is indeed interesting, standing there all alone. Alvin, don't be fooled by the fact that this mountain seems so close; it's not far at all!" Ye Lang looked at the mountain and felt the same way, but it was an illusion, an illusion that anyone has experienced and understands.
Alvin, the Blackie, nodded and said, "Yes, it's still a long way to go, but at least we can see the Holy Mountain!"
"That's true! I say, Alvin, are you sure you don't want me to help you get your ears back to normal?" Ye Lang asked casually, looking at Alvin.
"... Young Master, I've told you many times, my ears are normal!" Alvin said weakly, now regretting letting Ye Lang see his ears.
Thinking back to that time, after Ye Lang left that small town, he found a river at night, camped by the river, and let everyone take a bath and change clothes.
Among the goods purchased from the small town at that time, there were quite a few ready-made clothes. Everyone could find something suitable to wear. However, because there were quite a few people, not all the clothes were available. But Ye Lang had plenty of fabric, so he asked some people who knew how to make clothes to make them themselves.
What? No tools? What nonsense! I have plenty of tools here. Merchants in small towns also sell tools, and they're all bought up.
See that? It's time! See how useful it is now!
Getting back to the main point, Alvin also went downstairs to wash and change his clothes at that time, although it's unclear when he did so.
Alvin was still wearing that tattered hat at that time, which some people found strange, but it didn't matter. It was just a personal preference, and no one cared.
The problem was that Ye Lang thought the hat was ugly, so he took out a hat for Alvin to change into, and when Alvin wasn't paying attention, he tore off the fabric that was supposed to be a hat but was actually a headscarf.
Alvin's hair was beautiful, silver and silky smooth, as captivating as his eyes, but Ye Lang didn't think much of it and paid no attention. At that moment, Ye Lang only noticed Alvin's ears, which were pointed.
These are clearly the ears of an elf!
"You're an elf? No wonder your eyes are so clear and your skin so delicate, though, it's a bit dark." Ye Lang said these words very directly at the time.
Just as Ye Lang said, Alvin's skin wasn't dark because it was dirty, but because it was naturally dark. Of course, it became a little lighter after washing, but it was still darker than the average person. However, it was still okay; it wasn't the kind of pitch-black like Edward's. You could say it was a healthy kind of dark.