More than ten minutes later.
After walking quite a distance, Machu Philip stopped and looked back. The father and son he had encountered earlier were no longer visible.
Yet their sallow, emaciated appearance remained vividly etched in his mind.
Those pallid faces, swollen skin, feeble steps...
"Compared to me, they're clearly different. It seems I'll need to get the details right and deliberately starve myself for a while to make the disguise convincing enough to infiltrate Ash Forest City more smoothly," Ma Qiu muttered.
As soon as he finished speaking, Ma Qiu sighed. "Sigh, this really isn't easy. If I'd known, I definitely wouldn't have chosen this job."
No, he still would have chosen it.
As soon as Ma Qiu said it, he rejected the thought in his heart.
Yes, even if he had known how difficult it would be, he still would have chosen it.
After all, he had ambitions.
He knew full well that his abilities were lacking, so he was willing to put in more effort than others to achieve certain goals.
Back at Atlantis University, he had gone to great lengths to become a temporary assistant so he could remain at the school.
Later, he used quite a few methods to become a real assistant.
If the world had continued developing peacefully like that, he would have been satisfied. He knew that, with his abilities, becoming an assistant was already quite an achievement. Going any further would have been far too difficult.
But the world had not continued developing peacefully.
Three years ago, dense flashes of fire shot into the sky. Countless "suns" bloomed in the darkness, and from then on, dawn never appeared on the horizon again. The world entered the New Era.
For many people outside Shalin, the New Era was undoubtedly a complete