Chapter 24: What is called a surprise? This is called a surprise!

The next day, Emerich entrusted Dre Kelisi to Alvin and went out to work alone.

According to him, he was going to the tavern to transport corpses today; such work is once a week and can be exchanged for an energy bar.

Energy bars can barely let the siblings cushion their stomachs so they won't starve to death, but they will never be full.

At night, Emerich dragged his lame leg back from the alley corner, holding two energy bars in his arms; although he was beaten very miserably, he still revealed a happy smile on his face.

The boy timidly handed one of the energy bars over: "Mr. Alvin, if you don't mind, you can eat a little of this."

Seeing the boy bruised and swollen, although he was very dirty, he had specially washed his hands, holding that very cheap energy bar, Alvin was silent for a while and took the energy bar: "Thank you."

Seeing the other party accept the energy bar, Emerich smiled happily.

"You... and your younger sister, how old are you this year?" Biting the energy bar, Alvin broke the silence and asked.

"I am twelve years old, and my younger sister is eight."

Emerich broke the energy bar, one section long, one section short, and then handed the long section to his younger sister, rubbing her hair: "Eat quickly, Dre Kelisi."

Dre Kelisi took the energy bar obediently, still saying nothing, swallowing greedily.

"She, can't speak?" Alvin was a bit curious; Dre Kelisi curled up in the corner during the day, stealing glances at him from time to time, but didn't answer no matter what he asked.

"Hmm, Dre Kelisi couldn't speak when I picked her up." Emerich said, touching her withered yellow hair.

"Picked up? You aren't biological siblings?"

This time, it was Alvin's turn to be shocked.

"He he, actually not, Mr. Alvin."

Emerich touched his nose shyly, looked at his younger sister dotingly, and described this matter softly.

In fact, Emerich and Dre Kelisi have no blood relationship.

In the winter when Emerich was eight years old, a war broke out between gangs in the Underhive, and scavengers became the most sought-after 'commodity', sent to the warring gangs in one car after another.

As for what corpses can be used for, Emerich had seen it very early on.

At that time, Emerich, who had been hungry for eight whole days, finally couldn't help it anymore; he had to go out to find food.

Otherwise, in the cold winter, plus hunger, it would be enough to take his life.

Emerich risked going to the industrial area, hoping to rummage for some valuable garbage to exchange for enough supplies to fill his stomach.

If his luck could be better, it would be even better to pick up two pieces of clothing.

The clothes on eight-year-old Emerich were tattered rags picked up long ago, which had been rotten for so many years and couldn't block the cold air of the winter at all.

"I remember very clearly, I looked for a long time that day, from day to night." Emerich lowered his head, touched the younger sister in his arms, and revealed a warm smile on his face: "Suddenly, a baby's cry rang out, and I found Dre Kelisi there."

"She was so small, curled up in a snow pile, and her whole face was frozen blue."

"Many people froze to death that year; theoretically, it was impossible for a baby to survive, but Dre Kelisi was really tenacious, and she survived."

"I think this is a miracle bestowed by the God-Emperor!"

Emerich gently hugged Dre Kelisi, his face filled with an open smile, scratching his head and saying: "Mr. Alvin, am I talking too much? Sorry, just suddenly... wanted to confide."

"No, you are very great, Emerich."

After listening to the story of this pair of siblings, Alvin felt admiration from the bottom of his heart.

An eight-year-old child, taking a younger sister with no blood relationship, struggled for eight years in the Underhive; how many difficulties did he encounter?

"He he, actually not really, Mr. Alvin." Emerich, who was praised, touched his nose shyly: "I just feel that Dre Kelisi being able to survive must be the God-Emperor's grace, a gift bestowed by the Emperor."

That night, Emerich said a lot about him and his younger sister.

You can tell that he really likes his younger sister and always keeps the God-Emperor on his lips.

It was late at night, Emerich hugged his younger sister, curled up in the alley corner, covered with a few pieces of cardboard, and fell into a deep sleep.

The siblings in their dreams leaned against each other, their lips slightly raised; it looked like they were having a sweet dream.

Alvin, curled up in the wall corner, always felt that he had ignored something, but couldn't remember it.

Forget it... shouldn't be anything important.

He fell asleep.

In the dark, it seemed as if he saw that pale and cold sun again.

"8!"

A number vibrated in his heart.

The third day, it was time to leave.

Although the time spent together was very short, Alvin felt sympathy for this pair of siblings.

But he knew very well that he didn't have the ability to take them to the Mid-Hive; even if he used the remaining gold bars to buy a quota, it would take at least another three days.

And the problem is that the cult won't give him so much time; Alvin must go to the Mid-Hive as soon as possible to seek the power to break the situation.

"I'm leaving."

Alvin moved his stiff body and turned to look at the siblings in the wall corner.

"Thank you, Mr. Alvin."

Emerich solemnly led his younger sister and bowed deeply to him: "In the future, we will definitely repay your kindness."

"Parting gift, hope you can protect yourselves well." After hesitating again and again, Alvin handed the old-fashioned laser gun to them and instructed: "The aiming of this gun has problems, so it must be used at close range; recently, try not to go to crowded places, understand?"

The only thing he could do for this pair of poor siblings was this much.

The rest... could only depend on themselves.

Alvin put on the black robe again, said goodbye to the siblings, and left the alley straight away.

"May the God-Emperor bless you, Mr. Alvin!"

Behind, came Emerich's childish and sincere blessing.

God-Emperor bless?

Alvin couldn't help laughing when he heard it.

If the Emperor could wake up, he estimated that the first thing would be to tear down the State Church.

But, he also sent blessings to the siblings in his heart: May the God-Emperor bless you.

"The situation... seems to be more tense."

Just stepping into the black market, Alvin sensed a tense atmosphere permeating the air.

The black market in the past, even if there were few people, was not so desolate; looking around, there were almost no stalls, and only a few figures remained.

The cult's development seems to be faster than imagined... Alvin took a deep breath and quickened his pace.

Knocking on the iron door, it was still the bald man from last time, signaling him to go to the second floor.

Tuck had his legs on the table, a low-quality cigarette in his mouth, and looked at Alvin who had just come up: "Too slow."

"Slightly delayed on the road."

Alvin took off his hood, hesitated slightly, and asked: "When I came, I found that there were very few people in the black market; what happened?"

"Heh, what else could it be?"

Tuck lowered his eyes and sneered: "The scum of the Hammer Gang, it is said that they are going to war with other districts."

Sure enough, his guess was verified.

Alvin sighed in his heart; the cult, wearing the skin of a gang, began to expand rapidly.

In other words, there is not much time left for him!

"The things you want, I got them for you."

Tuck put down his legs and pulled out a big bag from underneath.

Thud!

You could tell from the sound that the things inside were definitely not light, shaking the table to make a groan.

Immediately after, Tuck tore open the zipper and placed the things inside one by one until the entire table was piled up, and then he stopped.

"Bolter, Astra Militarum general model, although a bit old, believe me... it is worth having!"

"Two fragmentation grenades, good things I found; the killing range is ten meters!"

"Three high-concentration compressed energy batteries; this thing is the cheapest and easiest to get among these things."

"Ten tubes of nutrient solution, twenty energy bars!"

"Of course, the most important thing... standard model flak armor, although missing bulletproof inserts, there are some bullet marks on it, but blocking ordinary bullets is definitely not a problem!"

Alvin was dumbfounded, staring at the things on the table, shocked and unable to speak.

These things... are things that Underhive guys can get?!

What is called a surprise? This is called a surprise! ===== CHAPTER 25 =====