“I think if Seele went to the upper district and pretended to be a noble, most people wouldn’t see through her.”

Bronya turned to look at Seele and smiled.

"The upper district... sigh, I've been there, but to be honest, I don't have a good impression of it."

Seele shook her head helplessly.

"Huh? You've been to the upper level?"

Bronya was very surprised to hear this.

“Yes, it was Oleg who took me up there when I was little. I hid in Oleg’s sack. That time, Oleg took me to a clothing store to pick out some nice clothes, took me to a magnificent theater to see a performance, took me to see the most beautiful sights in Belleburg, and took me to a restaurant to eat delicious food…”

With a faint smile on her face, Seele recounted her few memories of the Upper District.

"Then why..."

Seeing that Seele was only talking about pleasant memories, Bronya didn't quite understand why Seele disliked the Upper District so much.

Upon hearing Bronya's words, Seele's smile vanished, replaced by a helpless, bitter laugh.

"That was the first time in my life I had ever eaten such delicious food. I happily ate it all up, and even licked the plate clean."

"But... just as Oleg was about to take me away, I saw people there casually discarding food they'd only tasted a few bites of, and the shopkeepers were routinely throwing away the food people didn't eat..."

"So I asked Oleg, did they know that many people in the lower districts were starving? Although he didn't answer, I understood."

“They had no idea that in the lower districts, some people couldn’t even get a single bite of food all day… So at that moment, I completely understood that people in the upper districts could never comprehend the hardships of the lower districts.”

Upon hearing this, everyone fell silent. The gap between the rich and the poor is an ironclad rule that exists everywhere.

The poor hate it, the rich enjoy it, and the two sides will never understand each other.

Oleg sighed softly. Although Seele had never been particularly sensible since she was little, who would have thought that such a child would ask such a thought-provoking question back then?

Bronya lowered her head in shame, never expecting that Seele's prejudice against the Upper District stemmed from this.

And as Seele said, this scene is still taken for granted by the people of the Upper District.

"However, Bronya, after seeing you, my prejudice against the Upper District seems to have disappeared a lot; although you were once a child of the Lower District, you did not have these memories before, and you have not been tainted by the arrogance and prejudice of the Upper District."

Even when I first met you, you didn't care about your status at all, willing to help the miners and personally picking up their dirty bags... Perhaps there are people like you in the upper levels as well.

As she spoke, a smile returned to Seele's face.

"So promise me, Bronya, you must become a qualified Great Guardian and lead everyone to build a Beloborg society based on mutual understanding, harmony, equality, and no distinction between the noble and the lowly."

Seele stared intently into Bronya's eyes, as if trying to penetrate the depths of Bronya's heart.

"I promise you, Seele, I will definitely do it!"

Bronya spoke with conviction, recalling how much she had witnessed and how many friends she had made since arriving in the Lower District.

In any case, I don't want to disappoint them.

clap clap-

The people at the table burst into applause.

"Go for it, future guardian!" March 7th shouted.

"Hehe, Bronya, I believe you. Our Bellberg will definitely become better in the future."

Oleg nodded, his eyes filled with satisfaction.

Having once been a Silvermane Iron Guard, Oleg always regarded Bronya as a junior.

"Thank you all, for being able to witness the wonderful day of Belloberg's arrival together."

Bronya stood up and picked up the juice.

Everyone stood up and clinked their glasses together.

Trust and understanding intertwined everything at this moment.

Bronya clearly understood that she had to work hard to maintain this hard-won trust and bond.

After the banquet and the final performance, the feast came to an end.

Tomorrow will mark the beginning of the counterattack on the upper levels.

"Everyone should get a good rest tonight so they can be refreshed for tomorrow."

At the entrance of the Goethe Hotel, Dan Heng addressed the crowd.

"It's only ten o'clock..."

No pillow fights tonight, we have a very important mission tomorrow.

Before March 7th could finish speaking, Dan Heng glanced at him.

"Oh..."

March 7th looked disappointed, but still obediently nodded.

"You come every night, don't you get tired of it?"

Stephen Chow couldn't help but complain.

"I don't get tired of it at all. I absolutely love exercising before bed."

Stephen Chow slowly uttered a question mark.

Hopefully, the "March 7th" refers to that sport, not this one.

Just as Stephen Chow returned to his room and was about to take a shower, a voice suddenly appeared beside him.

"Looks like you did a good job; the banquet was quite lively."

"Does this count as trespassing?"

Stephen Chow quickly pulled down his half-undressed clothes, shyly covering up his perfect eight-pack abs.

"What does my holographic projection count as trespassing? Besides, even if it were, what can you do to me?"

Silver Wolf put his hands on his hips, looking smug.

"Indeed, there's really no way."

Stephen Chow shrugged. This holographic projection is actually quite useful.

"Didn't you say before that holographic projections had no combat power? In the end, you wiped out two Wanderers and seriously injured a Windbreaker in one go."

"Yeah, it doesn't have much combat power. It only took down two machines, and couldn't even kill a Rift creature in one hit."

Silver Wolf shrugged, and didn't seem to be lying.

"Besides, didn't you tell me to be a decent human being, to tell a white lie?"

"I hadn't said that before, had I?"

"Otherwise what? If I had told you the first time I met you that I could wipe you all out with a flick of my wrist, do you think the others would have reacted?"

Silver Wolf chuckled, but the smile carried a hint of wickedness and a touch of smugness.

"Thank you so much."

Stephen Chow was helpless.

Silver Wolf feels like a pro watching newbies play the game. When he can't beat them, he unleashes a powerful move to give the newbies a little shock, then disappears without a trace, leaving no trace of his achievements. In short, he's showing off.

"Anyway, thank you for everything. If it weren't for you, I might be gone."

Just thinking about what happened before still makes Stephen Chow a little scared. If that slap and the chainsaw had hit him, wouldn't the scene have been too terrible?

"You're welcome. After all, I don't want to see Kafka work so hard to get you back on your feet, only to have you kick the bucket in less than half a month."

Silver Wolf crossed his arms and waved.

"What you're saying..."

"After all, you made all the preparations beforehand when you were in the upper district. I really thought you were capable of planning and strategizing."

"I would like to, but I originally had a general idea of ​​how things would go, but unfortunately... they all changed in the end."

Stephen Chow was helpless. Ever since he came to the lower level, things were completely different from the original story.

This also led to some loopholes in his information, such as the fact that Star Core chose to launch a proactive attack to eliminate everyone, which he could not have predicted at all.

"Reality is not like a pre-set game; you can never know what will happen next."

"Even someone like Eriol can make mistakes in his predictions, let alone you. Don't be too confident."

Silver Wolf raised his index finger and spoke to Stephen Chow in a lecturing tone.

"Yes, yes, you are right."

Zhou Xingxing nodded in agreement, after all, this was his savior.

"Alright, it's getting late. You should get some rest. You have work to do tomorrow. I should log off now."

Silver Wolf nodded in satisfaction, then greeted him.

"Okay, bye."

Zhou Xingxing nodded, and after watching the silver wolf disappear, he took off his clothes to take a shower, then collapsed onto the slightly hard bed and fell asleep.

I cooked more food today than I have in the past few months, and I was really tired, so I fell into a deep sleep not long after.

The streetlights shone through the windows onto the floor, and the silver wolf's figure reappeared.

Walking to the bedside, Silver Wolf quietly stared at the sleeping face of the person in front of him.

"I feel like you've changed a lot, but... this feeling isn't bad either. There are enough gloomy people out there."

Silver Wolf bent down and reached out to gently stroke Zhou Xingxing's face, but unfortunately the holographic projection had no physical form, and Silver Wolf's hand passed right through it.

With a soft laugh, the silver wolf's figure gradually turned into specks of light and disappeared.

Night fell silent, with only the soft snoring of the room remaining.

Chapter 49 Reliance

"Hey, wake up."

In Qiong's room, Stephen Chow patted Qiong's face, whose sleeping posture wasn't very elegant.

"Ah...it's dawn already?"

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