Chapter 42 Moving Forward

On the main street, Luo ran towards the church with a shoulder bag on his back.

"The person I ran into yesterday was actually Hisoka, and he was targeted just by looking at him, this pervert!"

Luo thought about the close contact with Hisoka in the house just now, and his body shivered involuntarily. Although Hisoka didn't exude killing intent, if he was completely restrained, there would definitely be no good results.

Because he knew Hisoka's mind ability, he was able to kick him away so easily, but he didn't know how well he had mastered the mind ability.

What should be more concerned now... is that kick won't kick him into a climax, right? It would be troublesome if you were to be stared at by that pervert because of this.

Thinking of this, several black lines drooped on Luo's forehead, and Hisoka with a devilish face automatically appeared in his mind.

He has provoked Hisoka, as well as the Youkexin auction in September. If he doesn't become proficient in the use of his ability as soon as possible, he will be in danger at any time.

"We must become stronger as soon as possible. With this money, we can temporarily not worry about living expenses, and then we can concentrate on cultivation."

Luo shook his head, shook Hisoka's image out of his head, lifted the backpack hanging on his shoulder, and accelerated the speed of his feet.

Soon, Luo returned to the church and went straight to the ward where Woking and the others were.

Nobunaga still fell asleep, Wojin lay on the bed and seemed to be trying to control the flow of Qi, while Ma Qi closed his eyes and frowned, not knowing what he was thinking.

Hearing the movement of Luo opening the door, Wo Jin and Ma Qi looked at Luo at the door.

Facing the eyes of the two, Luo quickly walked to the table, unloaded the backpack and put it on the table.

"What is this?" March sat at the table, looking at the backpack close at hand, and asked doubtfully.

Luo smiled, unzipped the zipper of the backpack, and dumped the stacks of banknotes on the table.

"Now you don't have to worry, do you?"

Ma Qi and Wo Jin stared blankly at the bundles of banknotes on the table, but did not react.

After a while, Ma Qi came back to his senses, looked at Luo with wide eyes, and asked in surprise, "Where did this money come from?"

"I ransacked Cook's lair." Luo smoothed out the hills of banknotes and arranged them in rows, making it easier to count.

Ma Qi's eyelids twitched, and he said seriously: "I have changed my opinion of you."

"Haha, it's really you! Good copy! Cough cough..."

Wojin laughed loudly, but the wound that was drawn to his chest caused him to cough a few times.

"With this money, you can rest easy and recuperate."

Luo smiled. There are a total of forty-six bundles of banknotes on the table. A single denomination is 1,000 rings, and a bundle has 100,000 rings. The total is 4.6 million rings. It should last for a long time .

March stretched out her hand to press the banknotes. Even though it was the first time she saw so much money, she was not very excited, but only the joy of being relieved of her troubles.

"Thank you, Ro."

Madge suddenly thanked Luo. Without Luo, she really didn't know what to do.

Injury is a fatal factor that affects survival in Meteor Street. Most people will basically choose to give up struggling when they accidentally get seriously injured.

Luo silently looked at Ma Qi with a sincere face, smiled after a while, and said, "I should be the one to thank."

If March hadn't brought him home, provided him with food and shelter, and taught him to master the common language, I don't know what the situation would be like now.

Speaking of which, if the person I met was not Madge, I guess everyone else would choose to stand on the sidelines.

Thank you Madge for your 'gut feeling'...

Ma Qi reached out and took out a bundle of banknotes, waved at Luo, and said, "Both food expenses are paid."

At the same time, I silently said in my heart: Let me owe favors first.

"Even if the interest is tripled, with only three bowls of rice soup a day, and not even a plate of kimchi, isn't it too much to take one hundred thousand ordinances?

Luo stroked his chin with a serious face,

March immediately stared at Luo with dead fish eyes, and pulled out another bundle of banknotes in a demonstration, a bit childish.

Luo smiled wryly, but he was only joking.

Money is something that everyone likes, but it is not a panacea. For example, it cannot improve the situation of being alone in the past.

Touched by the past, Luo unconsciously fell silent.

At first...it wasn't like that.

In the beginning, there were many like-minded partners who moved forward with the same interests.

However, as more and more dangerous places have been visited, the number of people around him has gradually decreased.

Until...someone is completely 'left behind' in the process of climbing a mountain.

Naively thought that he could use money to heal the grief of that family, but he was kicked out of the house all the time, and he was not even eligible to attend the funeral.

After experiencing that incident, when I came back to my senses, there was nothing around me, and there was no one there.

So, in the end, I could only move forward alone.

However, a person's strength is limited after all. Fortunately, God favored him. Not only did he not take his life in that accident, but he also gave him a chance.

"Ro, what's the matter with you?"

Ma Qi's voice came from his ear, Luo suddenly raised his head, shook his head slightly, and said, "It's okay."

Madge pursed her lips. When Luo was silent just now, she saw the loneliness on Luo's face that did not match her age.

"Now that you have money, let the church get something to eat?" At this moment, the heartless Wo Jin raised his hand and suggested.

Although the money was obtained by looting, he will not be polite, because he will remember all these.

Hearing what Wo Jin said, Luo and Ma Qi really felt hungry.

"If it's church food, forget it." Luo thought of yesterday's food, the highest standard...

Wo Jin wondered, "Besides the church, where else can I get food?"

"Me." Luo pointed to himself, smiling.

"..."

Wo Jin thought for a while, looked at Ma Qi, and said seriously: "Ma Qi, I think the food in the church is more reliable."

"Second." Madge nodded.

"You two guys, just wait." Luo's mouth twitched slightly, and said, "Don't blame me for not reminding you, don't swallow your chopsticks for a while."

"Huh? Is it time for dinner?"

Nobunaga, who was sleeping soundly, got up suddenly, his eyelids were deaf, and he looked like he hadn't woken up.

Wojin glanced at Nobunaga and said, "It's almost there."

"Then I will continue to sleep after eating." Nobunaga yawned, looking very different from the miserable appearance of the previous two days. Could sleeping really help the recovery of the injury?

Luo scratched his head, didn't bother to talk to them, took a bunch of banknotes and put them in his pocket, and left the room.

He didn't want to make a special trip to an unfamiliar market, so he directly borrowed the church's kitchen and ingredients to cook a few random dishes.

As for whether the church is willing or not, it should not be difficult to have the bundle of banknotes in his pocket.

When Luo left the room, Wo Jin looked at Ma Qi worriedly and said, "Is the food Luo made edible?"

Ma Qi gave him the back of the head, and said lightly: "I don't know."

Nobunaga looked at the two suspiciously, he didn't know the situation when he just woke up, he only knew that there would be something to eat later.