Uncle Anke, can you read?

"Fine, even if it's just some daily necessities, at least I don't have to worry about starving to death in another world."

Mel Carlo put the milk candy into his system space. The 100 slots were filled, and this milk candy took up one slot.

Based on the current skill training order, he could start with skills like [Back Hop] and [Flying Blade] that didn't consume much magic power. [Dagger Attack] was a passive buff with no consumption, and the [Assassin's Breathing Technique] also had no consumption, only requiring time, making it relatively easy to cultivate. [Theft] had to be placed later in the sequence; with his current MP, it would be difficult to train quickly.

The most difficult ones would definitely be prioritized for later.

After walking a few steps outside the yard, he felt his whole body was sore. He might as well go back to the haystack and sleep.

Mel Carlo turned back into the yard and walked directly towards the room. It wasn't that he didn't want to guard against these gang members, but with his current status and abilities, even if Anke or others really wanted to harm him, he wouldn't be able to resist at all.

He lay back down on the dry hay and slept alone, waiting for the day to end.

The gang's higher-ups were not at ease with Anke because of this. They had arrested Anke to apply psychological pressure, hoping to force the truth out of him, but in the end, they released him.

"Sir, I can sense that Anke might know something. Even if he didn't steal the wallet, this matter is very likely related to him," the gang investigator was reporting to the person in control of the gang's power.

"Hmm, you can continue investigating this matter. I also don't want an unstable element appearing within the gang. Do you have any suspicions?"

"I suspect those beggars stole it. Anke had just taken charge of this area, and he gave those piglets a day off."

"Could it be that you're just being too sensitive? Perhaps Anke is kind-hearted." The gang boss sat calmly on his chair. In the dim light, his face was unclear.

"I heard there was a large sum of money in that wallet. It might not circulate in the market for a while, but as long as one of our people uses it, it absolutely won't escape our eyes. We just need to wait for some time. I will pay attention to this matter."

"Then proceed as you said. Don't delay important matters."

"Yes, sir." The gang investigator withdrew from the room and looked up at the sky. The sun had already begun to set.

In a short period, that money would naturally not appear in the market, so patience was needed, especially if it appeared in the hands of those piglets.

In the evening, Mel Carlo woke up from the haystack. Lily, Akai, and Chocolate had already returned and brought him some leftover food, which he guessed they found from someone else's kitchen waste.

"Mel, are you awake?" Lily looked at Mel.

"We brought you something to eat," Akai said with a hearty laugh.

The chubby kid beside them seemed not to have eaten enough, constantly staring at the food in Mel's hand.

This made Mel Carlo feel a bit embarrassed. "Stop looking, I'll treat you to candy."

He lowered his voice as much as possible because there was only a limited amount, and he couldn't share it with everyone. Even though many children hadn't returned yet, some had already come back early.

He took out the milk candy from his system space and gave one to each person. He simply tore open the packaging and popped it into his mouth, enjoying a burst of milky fragrance.

"Delicious," the chubby kid said, putting the milk candy into his mouth and chewing it carefully.

The other two also had happy expressions on their faces. They had rarely eaten something so sweet, and it also had a milky fragrance.

"Mel, what is this?"

"Where did you get it?"

"Don't worry about it. Remember to rinse your mouth after eating," Mel Carlo replied, not answering their questions, but just reminding them.

It wasn't that he was afraid they would get cavities, but he was afraid of others noticing the smell of the milk candy. Although the people sent from above had already withdrawn, there might still be other spies lurking in the shadows. If he was too high-profile, he would easily be noticed.

Milk candy was clearly not something beggars like them could enjoy, and that kind of packaging didn't seem to exist in this world.

After eating, they all went to the courtyard to rinse their mouths, and Mel Carlo also came out.

This bare courtyard had only one tree in the corner by the entrance. Outside the courtyard were water vats and a well. The ground was packed mud. It would be fine if the weather was clear, but it might get very muddy if it rained.

Just as Mel Carlo was enjoying the leisure, a child came up behind him, "Mel, Master Anke is looking for you."

"Okay, I know." Mel turned his head and walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor. That place now belonged to Anke, as the previous boss had died.

He walked upstairs step by step, passed through the corridor, and pushed open the door on the second floor. Anke was sitting inside, with a candle lit on the table, its flame illuminating the scars on his face.

Mel sniffed, and the air was filled with the smell of stinky socks, but this smell clearly didn't come from Anke, but from the previous owner.

"What do you need me for?"

"Nothing much, just that I can cultivate 5 of my own underlings. This means 5 people won't have to beg. From now on, they'll just need to be trained like gang members."

"Okay, including me, that makes four people on my end."

"Give me their names, so your actions will be freer in the future."

Every boss would cultivate their own strength, and Anke was giving this power to Mel.

"I always feel like you're being too good to me, and to a stranger at that."

"Just consider it an investment. I see potential in you."

"Apostle?"

"Perhaps, perhaps not." Anke shook his head. He couldn't be entirely sure himself, but he suspected it to a great extent. After all, when he mentioned Apostle, everyone else just thought he was talking nonsense.

"Are Apostles very strong?"

"In my understanding, Apostles are powerful beings standing at the very top of this world, the strongest beings that humans can perceive. The power of Apostles can be comparable to powerful dragons."

"Dragons?"

"I'm not talking about sub-dragon species, but true pure-blooded dragons."

Mel Carlo listened, stunned. While there were dragon-related bosses in games, from a player's perspective, bosses were simply meant to be defeated. The dragons of this world clearly held a much higher status.

He lacked knowledge on many common sense matters; this was a deficiency in his experience. It was difficult for his younger self to understand this world.

"Master Anke, are you literate?" Mel Carlo suddenly asked.

"I don't recognize many characters, but I can write a little."

"Teach me." Mel earnestly requested.

Anke didn't refuse Mel's request. He was happy to maintain a friendly relationship with someone like Mel. At such a young age, he already displayed such high autonomy; even if he wasn't an Apostle, he definitely wouldn't be an ordinary person.

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