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Immortal Old Qiao climbed onto the rising iron plate of the castle amidst the cheers of everyone.

The people below were shouting "Immortal" and reaching up, as if they wanted to receive Lao Qiao's blessing.

Of course, it's more likely just for a sip of water, a sip of food, or a chance to work on the castle.

But what are their chances?

Become a laborer who drives the wheel around the clock?

A fat milk-producing woman like a cow?

Or is it a heroic warrior who needs to die heroically at any time?

These cruel jobs are like blessings to them, and they are willing to be exploited for a chance to survive.

The scraps that people at the top casually throw away are treasures that people at the bottom are constantly fighting for.

What is the meaning of such a life?

Immortal Old Joe arrived at the top of the castle, and Rectus and Cullus Sam quickly came out to greet him.

Of course, Rectus immediately reported the fact that he had found Yan Chong.

Soon, Yan Chong heard the rumble of footsteps outside.

It looks like there are a lot of people coming over!

Then, the door to their paradise was opened.

This ugly monster, packaged like a Transformer, walked in, patrolling his harem like a lion.

"Is this the new guy you found?" Immortal Old Qiao looked Yan Chong up and down, and his voice came from behind the respirator, majestic and hollow.

His body smelled like pustules, and even applying strong-smelling powder had no effect.

Yan Chong was very surprised that what kind of people could become so disgusting, not just those five beauties, even if Yan Chong himself was really a woman, he couldn't stand it.

"No, you are too ugly! I will never be your slave!" Yan Chong shouted, then turned around, ran a few steps, and jumped out through the window.

Immortal Old Qiao: "???"

Is this an ugly thing?

Rectus: "???"

Didn’t you agree?

Wumei: “!!!”

Is this the method you said?

Is this how you saved us?

Of course, Immortal Old Qiao was a little unwilling. He quickly took two steps and came to the window, and then he saw a figure that was about to fall to the ground.

A faint sound of "pop" came, but the weaker the sound, the greater the distance and the more tragic the death.

Then there was a commotion below.

But in this world, what does a dead person mean?

"What a pity..." Immortal Old Qiao expressed deep regret for this.

Although he only had a glance, he was really attracted by Yan Chong's amazing appearance.

Beauty, absolute beauty!

No matter how she is dressed or dressed, she is far ahead of the beauties of this era!

However, Immortal Old Qiao is a person accustomed to being a leader, and he has long understood that you cannot force what you have lost.

Since it's already lost, forget it.

However, this accident also seriously affected his mood. Now he no longer even has the idea of ​​being intimate with Wu Mei, so he turned around and left to host today's celebration.

On the other hand, of course it was not Yan Chong who fell.

What Yan Chong is most afraid of is falling from a high altitude. It can even be said that he is sick. Otherwise, he would not be so persistent in looking for a single-person aircraft.

But these days, he has been thinking about ways to escape, and finally he came up with a good idea.

After he jumped out of the window, he used a grappling hook and climbed onto the rock next to him, landing right under the glass house, in the blind spot of Immortal Old Joe's field of vision.

Then Yan Chong forcibly summoned Zhao Yiliang.

Zhao Yiliang had nothing to do now, so he chose to agree, and then he appeared in mid-air not far from Yan Chong.

Zhao Yiliang: "!!!"

"What are you doing?" Zhao Yiliang asked in shock, and then his body began to fall rapidly. His jumping ability was of no use at this time.

"I need a favor from you." Yan Chong replied.

"You have to die!" Zhao Yiliang didn't know what kind of help Yan Chong asked him to do, but he knew that he was going to die again this time.

When Immortal Old Qiao came to the window, the falling figure he saw was actually Zhao Yiliang.

But because the distance was too far, he had turned into a black dot, and the difference from Yan Chong could not be seen at all.

"Pop", Zhao Yiliang landed, causing an exclamation of surprise.

People around him ducked away, fearing that something might fall from above and hit them.

Yan Chong then teleported to Zhao Yiliang and easily got into the crowd.

Then he teleported Zhao Yiliang back, who had already fallen into pieces.

Well, with his ability, he should still be resurrected, right?

Anyway, Yan Chong is safe now.

Yan Chong walked around and got into an empty refugee tent. Then he quickly changed out of his original clothes and his face returned to its original appearance.

After such an incident, Su Yanhui's identity should be temporarily unusable.

He couldn't attract attention with his original appearance, so he stole a piece of refugee clothes, wrapped it around himself, and then transformed into the appearance of an ordinary child next to him.

There are so many half-grown men like him in the wasteland, and no one will give him a second glance.

Yan Chong then walked through the refugee market below, wanting to see if there were any tasks he could do, and also inquire about the Hyena Gang and the Viper Gang.

While he was inquiring here, there was a commotion over there, and people shouted: "The Amnesty Day is here, the Amnesty Day is here!"

Hearing the shout, people all started to rush towards the castle.

Yan Chong actually didn't really want to go, but the crowd surged and he was squeezed through.

These refugees came to the bottom of the castle with pots and pans of containers in their hands.

Immortal Old Qiao appeared on the central podium.

Through the microphone, his voice can be clearly transmitted below.

Of course, having been deified, what he has been best at over the years is giving speeches.

He seemed like a success master, casually talking about some useless principles, and then stretched out his hand: "Understood, applause!"

The people below didn't care whether they understood or not. They all clapped their hands and used bottles and cans to make messy sounds.

They had "immortal" in their mouths, as if Immortal Old Joe could really live forever.

After finishing his speech, Old Qiao pushed the sluice gate next to him, and a large amount of clean water poured down from the pipe above like a waterfall.

This is probably what the Amnesty Day means.

God loves the world and brings them the spring of life.

And this god is Immortal Old Qiao.

Amnesty means opening the floodgates and releasing water.

The refugees below were desperately trying to collect water with bottles and cans in their hands, but it didn't take long for Immortal Old Joe to stop the water supply.

Those who have received the water will naturally be happy.

Those who didn't receive it even knelt down and licked the water-soaked land, just like the scene of collectively kneeling down to worship the immortal old Qiao.

Yan Chong had seen this scene in a movie and thought the experience was average at the time.

Now that he had watched it up close, he couldn't help but sigh: "Can you become a god with water? Then I can do it too!"