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Chapter 499 Childhood Dream (1)

Chapter 499 Childhood Dreams (1)

Author: Qingshan Hospital Leader

Chapter 499 Childhood Dreams (1)

This world is warm, full of passion and color, but these warm and color are also specific to the open people, and not everyone can appreciate the colors of this world.

Because the world is also changeable, in the eyes of some people, the world can be colorful, and their lives can also be colorful, and they can fully feel the beauty of life and the world.

But for some people, the world may be dark, full of maliciousness, defeated, and desperate.

Because at the same time when "Harry Potter and the Room of Secret" was released worldwide and Universal Studios in full swing, it could be accurate to South America in a certain corner of the world.

In a small country, there is a state of difference at this moment.

Here, there is no peace, there are years of war and civil war, and there are frequent changes in armed forces.

And here, the most powerful one is not the whole axe, but the armed rebels and drug dealers.

This country has been shrouded in smoke for many years, which has also caused this country to be one of the least developed and poorest and backward countries in the world. Its per capita GDP is less than US$14. This country also has to rely on international aid all year round to maintain its most basic operation. AIDS is rampant and various diseases are also raging.

Every year, four-digit people die due to crime and various problems.

In the final analysis, there is only one reason for these, that is, they are too far from heaven and too close to Ameriken

This country is bordered by that paradise-like superpower, with only one line. If you cross that line, there is another world there, but this end of the line is a dark world.

Moreover, Ameriken is extremely domineering because in their usual concept, America has always been their back garden and their private land, and it is very difficult to intervene internationally.

At this moment, in the largest slum in this small country, Elena was finishing her day's work and coming out of the garbage dump.

Elena is only 11 years old this year. At this age, she should have been studying, and she should be singing freely, playing and playing with her companions of the same age, and worry-free.

But for Yilena, many happiness that seems very ordinary in the eyes of others become an unfulfilled luxury when she comes to her.

The reason is very simple, because of her fate.

She was born in the largest slum in the country since she was a child. Her mother was a prostitute. In this country where the qin industry was legal, she became the product of an accidental remnant of a certain unknown person who was unknown to her identity and name.

She didn't know who her father was. Her mother worked hard to pull her up, and then she was confiscated into the army during a civil war and was humiliated to death.

At that time, Elena was only 5 years old, and she became an orphan.

However, among this community, it is also the most common Red Light District in the country.

She grew up in this environment with her ears and eyes.

For her, there is no education, no reading, and no fun in her world.

At a young age, she had to start working hard for her own life.

She didn't want to work in those industries, so her choice was to go to this large garbage dump to pick up the seemingly useful garbage, and sell it for living expenses.

At this age, she should have been wearing a school uniform, wearing braids, and eating candy, but at this moment, Elena was covered in dirt and smelly all over her body. Her hair was clumped by the greasy grime, and she walked hard with a snakeskin bag bigger than hers.

When she walked to the door of the garbage dump, she was stopped by a few young men with glue bottles and gasoline rags all over her neck and tattooed.

"Hey, where is our portion?"

One of the young men smelled the glue bottle on their neck, put it down, revealing a comfortable expression, walked over carelessly, and stepped on Elena's bag with his feet.

"Can you lose a little?" Elena asked in a negotiating tone.

"Fuck! What do you think? This is the rule. This is our territory. If you want to live here, our share must not be missing. Otherwise, we will let you in and make our money? What are our benefits?"

"Okay." Although Elena was reluctant to leave, she still let go of the bag in her hand.

The lazy young man immediately waved his hand, and his subordinates began to ruthlessly choose among the spoils that Elena had worked hard to sort out.

It's very messy and everywhere.

Then they selected all the valuable metals, remaining potions, and clothes.

Apart from these, Elena's harvest was only 20%, and the originally full snakeskin bag was shriveled down.

Then, the group of people returned with most of Elena's harvest, leaving only some worthless things left for Elena himself.

Even if you buy these things, you can't afford the price of a meal. You can only buy a 'panipa'.

What is ‘panipa’? It is actually a poor man’s package in this country.

To be nice, it is a poor ghost set meal, but to be ugly, it is a garbage meal.

It is a product that is picked out from kitchen waste, then fryed after secondary processing, and uses heavy oil, spicy and heavy salt to cover up the decayed and rotten smell.

But for some poor people in this country, they have no choice, and this is the only option they can only fill their stomachs.

With a lot of grievance, Elena dealt with the remaining spoils and finally got only a little money.

I can't afford a 'panipa'.

However, she saw that the little gangsters just now took the money from the trophy she got, went to the hawker to buy expensive glue, and even got a little gasoline, and began to enjoy it.

If she could get all the money herself, she could have a full meal and a normal meal.

But obviously, she had never eaten it.

At this time, she pulled out a small stick from her clothes.

This is a very interesting little thing she picked up in the garbage dump a long time ago.

A very chic wooden stick carved.

The little girl was irresistible to such a fancy thing, so she hid it on her body.

I didn't plan to sell it, because this kind of wooden thing couldn't be sold for a long time.

This is her only remaining happiness.

I heard that this is a legendary wand that can be used to release magic, very similar, very similar.

This is a small wish in Elena's little heart.

It would be great if magic could dispel war and give her a portion of food that could be full.
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