Could I Possibly Earn Your Favor?

Isn't that just telling everyone that he heard everything?

For the first time, Wang Yu felt despair about his own intelligence.

Buxi glanced at him. "Are you aware of your illness?"

Wang Yu lowered his head. "So what if I know? I simply don't have the money for treatment."

The money spent on medical treatment is incredibly high. These ordinary people, because they don't own property in the city, aren't considered city dwellers and can't enjoy the medical benefits available in the city.

The price of that one strip of medicine was equivalent to their monthly wages for hard work, and he was already quite young and didn't earn much.

The family's expenses are barely covered by my parents' manual labor, and they can't save any money at all.

So he only went to the clinic once, then gave up on seeing a doctor and chose to go back to his dormitory and endure it on his own.

He thought that perhaps the pain was only temporary, and that the illness would heal itself in a few days.

Unfortunately, his stomach pain worsened, and since he had finished eating the food in the dormitory, he planned to go out to buy some food, but then he fainted on the way.

He was picked up by these two wealthy strangers, people who were completely out of his league.

"I promise I won't say what I've heard. In fact, I might be dying soon, maybe today, maybe tomorrow."

Wang Yu thought, "These two people must be good people, right?"

They were actually willing to help an ordinary person like him.

You have to understand, those people don't care about the lives of ordinary people like them. Even if you collapse while fixing a sewer in the sweltering heat, someone will still complain that you didn't do your job properly.

Buxi: "Your name is Wang Yu, right?"

Wang Yu nodded.

"I have a job for you, and in return, I'll have someone cure your illness."

Wang Yu looked up in disbelief. "Sir, I don't think I have any decent skills, so I might not be able to handle that job."

There are plenty of ordinary people, and plenty of healthy ordinary people.

If this wealthy tycoon wanted someone to work for him, he could probably just wave his hand and a large number of people would flock around vying for them.

Working for wealthy people not only brings high salaries, but also elevates one's social status.

Buxi: "It's okay, this job doesn't require much skill, but it does require some courage. Since you're not even afraid of death, I think you should be able to do this job."

Wang Yu wasn't unafraid of death, but he had no choice. However, he didn't refuse; his stomach was still aching, and who knew if continuing to delay would truly mean his death tomorrow.

As long as his illness can be cured, he'd be willing to risk his life for this rich man; at least it's better than dying in pain.

Buxi had someone take Wang Yu to see a doctor.

Many of the people who risked offending the city police to work for him were people he won over with small favors.

Offering help in times of need is always better than adding to someone's already good fortune.

Skywing A had kept his presence hidden, and Wang Yu either didn't notice him or he did, but simply ignored him.

"I apologize for what you said earlier," Buxi said to Skywing A. "The plan will proceed smoothly."

Skywing A stroked his chin, then suddenly clapped his hands. "You can handle these things. I need to head to the next city."

Buxi was taken aback.

"After all, treating them as Divine Scion can easily backfire."

Buxi gave a wry smile. "Actually, I can understand the decisions made by those higher-ups. The Divine Scion can produce high-purity energy, which makes up for our current energy shortage and can also provide power for the giant protective shield."

"Although it was an unidentified object that appeared suddenly, it's understandable that it would choose to do this in order to survive."

These people living in the city are people who have survived thanks to the blessings of the Divine Scion.

Many more people who weren't eligible to move into the city had already died in the sweltering heat.

How many people can these nine cities accommodate?

It's probably less than one-tenth of the world's total.

Many more died without even being able to protest.

However, the higher-ups made a mistake. After obtaining the Divine Scion, which provided a free source of energy, they became complacent and halted their research into solving the problem of the high external environment, remaining stuck at the progress made long ago.

After all, with the city as a protective shelter, and the Divine Scion providing energy, the scarce resources were also brought back by ordinary people risking their lives to transport them from the outside world.

The higher-ups can simply stay in their positions and enjoy their comforts without worry, so they value their own interests and don't want ordinary people to fight for the benefits that should belong to them.

"And now," Skywing A said cryptically, "What will happen to you now that you've lost the supernatural and your energy supply is gone?"

"Mr. Skywing, do we really have to contain those gods and monsters? Perhaps you could slow down a bit and allow us time to develop something better to insulate against high temperatures..."

He didn't mention solving the problem of the high temperatures outside, because that was a more difficult problem to solve.

Perhaps it's better to take a step back.

Skywing A: "I don't lack time, but ever since I took in the first anomaly, I've sensed that it's been constantly evolving because of the resentment you provided, and now it's almost ready to awaken after successfully advancing."

Even if he doesn't take in these strange creatures, their awakening time is not far off.

At that time, they will still lose their source of energy.

The dormant supernatural beings are at the mercy of humans, but the awakened supernatural beings are beyond human control.

It's likely that the first thing it will do upon waking up will be to attack the humans around it.

"Understood." Buxi suddenly stepped forward and knelt down in front of Skywing A.

"If we were to hand over the world to you, would we hope to gain your mercy?"

Skywing looked at Buxi, who was bowing his head and swearing allegiance to him, and his smile widened considerably. Having someone help him deal with all the troubles in this world didn't sound bad.

At least he can free up some time to go back to Headquarters sooner.

Don't waste so much time Polluted World like that Spider.

"Certainly."

Buxi's words were, in fact, not only a show of allegiance to Skywing A, but also to the Anomaly Containment Association behind him.

Buxi was already a subordinate of Skywing A, and had long been completely loyal to Skywing A. You can tell by the fact that he gave up protecting his own interests and went against the city's higher-ups and even the city lord to help ordinary people protect their rights.

If it weren't for Skywing A's will, Buxi wouldn't have done this.

The reason I'm saying this now is actually to take this opportunity to boost my performance with Skywing A, gain my boss's approval, and make my future work easier.