Die with Value

Harvey's childhood was spent in the Nurturing Home, together with Ogres, Orcs, and Goblins.

You could tell from that racial makeup alone that his Nurturing Home was considered lower-middle tier even in Kaimeng City—the Nurturing Home was merely using the banner of "diversity" to scam subsidies.

Clearly, his childhood had been quite happy, with freedom in entertainment (no one cared), getting along with the other children (physically), daily social practice (fighting for food), and access to the best education (online educational resources). But unlike Financier, who had risen unstained from the mud and later even became mayor, Harvey had not climbed out of that mire. He had not turned bad either. After leaving the Nurturing Home at fifteen, he went to work pouring concrete at construction sites.

Yes, Kaimeng City of the Blood Moon's fearsome top assassin "Controller," the future "Ghost King" who would turn Gospel Country into a nation of the dead, the "Ghost Knight" whose name would shake the Senro Wasteland, had started out as nothing more than a construction-site dog. He did that work for three straight years, and a youth who had once possessed a somewhat sickly beauty was tanned dark by the sun.

And unlike the other workers, he did not spend money buying sugar for thrills, throw money away at the casino, or pay for lust at Tea Coffee. He honestly saved his wages for a down payment, planning to buy a house in the suburbs someday. Now, when Harvey thought back on it, he also found his past self strange—why buy property? The vast majority of Blood Moon People rented their homes, not only because property was very expensive, but also because Blood Moon People were solitary and had little need for a "stable dwelling."

Wherever they slept tonight was home.

But perhaps