Tuesday, December 23, 774, Vinegar calendar.

It had just snowed at night in the slums, but as the sky was dawn, the temperature warmed a little, and the thin layer of snow on the ground quickly melted, and was trampled into a pool of black water by pedestrians, making the many narrow paths entrenched among dilapidated houses even more muddy and bumpy.

"Brother, you said we have never enjoyed the warmth, so why should we bear the price that we cannot even see a clear sky with the rich?"

Among the endless and densely packed houses, there is one of the most inconspicuous ones.

In the room, two young black-haired men were wrapped in shabby coats, gnawing on black bread, and looking at the gray sky outside the window with complicated eyes.

It is the coldest time now, and every home of the rich people living in the most prosperous areas of the city has a fireplace, burning coal for heating, and the large amount of smoke generated by the combustion of coal inevitably blocks the sky.

And they live in slums and even pay rent for small and dilapidated houses, so they can only survive the winter by "staying".

"This is the world." Lynn, who had a calm face, glanced at his angry younger brother Matt, broke his bread and handed it over, "Eat more."

"Brother, no need." Matt leaned back and did not pick up Lynn's bread.

"I am a disabled person and can't eat that much." Lynn patted his unconscious legs and placed the bread on Matt's plate.

In fact, the reason for this is not only because of disability.

This food made of wheat, wheat bran and wood chips has many advantages such as low price, hunger, and storage resistance, but its disadvantages are also obvious - extremely unpalatable.

He is still not used to eating, and is only willing to eat a small part of it to maintain his basic needs.

"...Brother, I will work hard to make money and take you to the best hospital in the capital and find the best doctor to cure your legs." Matt stared at the bread on the plate and said in a deep voice for a long time.

Lynn smiled a little and said "Okay", but in fact he had no fluctuations in his heart.

My younger brother Matt is just a cleaner who is responsible for cleaning chimneys in a wealthy area. His meager monthly salary of 300 copper coins is enough to make them have a place to live here and they cannot starve to death.

It is completely impossible to save a fee to go to the capital and receive treatment in the best hospital.

After eating half of the black bread that Lynn gave up, Matt stood up and said, "Brother, I'm going to work."

"Be careful, especially now that it is snowing, the roof must be very slippery." Thinking of the need to climb up the roof that is either high or low when cleaning the chimney, Lynn specifically reminded him.

"rest assured."

"Wait a minute." Lynn suddenly called Matt who was walking towards the door, "When you come back, buy a pen, a bottle of ink, and some manuscript paper."

"Pen, manuscript? What do you want to do?" Matt looked at his brother who hadn't read many books and probably couldn't even recognize his words. "Do something small? You'd better not go out in such a cold day, and there's almost no one in the slums who can use these things."

Lynn did not disclose the specific reason: "You will know then."

"Okay..." Matt satisfies Lynn's request as much as possible, "Then I'll leave first."

"Um."

"Bang."

The air conditioner brought in as soon as Matt opened and closed the door made Lynn shiver.

After wrapping his coat tightly again, he pushed the wheels of the wheelchair by himself and moved to another corner of the narrow house.

This room is about seven or eight square meters. There are beds placed on one side for the two of them to rest. There are old tables and cabinets on the other side, and some worthless scattered things are placed.

The few furniture alone occupied half of the room, and the rest was just enough to move in a wheelchair.

He came to the table, stretched out his hands and put up a small mirror placed on it, looking at the strange face reflected in the mirror and the two columns of data emerging on his body with expressionless faces.

【Degenerate value: 20】

【Occupation: Awakened】

That's right, strange things are not just three days ago when I accidentally traveled to this technology, but my cultural level is only in the other world around the 19th century on Earth.

He also has more special abilities that can see the depravity value displayed in others and himself.

At first he thought that these data were normal in this world, but soon, through indirect attacks, he confirmed that his younger brother Matt could not see these things, and others only had the set of data of the fall value, and there was no sign of the "Awakener".

Lynn was very curious about the data that only he could see, but the identity of the "awakener" displayed on him, and made preliminary analysis and guesses.

But that's all.

A young man with disabled legs and poor family should first consider how to survive in this world.

For example, if you leave this dirty, without toilets, trash cans, sewage pipes, and you can't even keep warm. In the early morning, there will always be drunk neighbors staggeringly rolling back from the tavern, shouting nervously, and living in a better environment.

For example, as Matt said, go to the best hospital to find the best doctor to cure your legs, and at least become a healthy normal person.

But your legs are disabled and you can't even walk. How can you make money to get out of the slums?

The predecessor of this body has been tried a lot.

This era is depraved, weird, crazy, and popular. The trend of watching "freaks" is popular. The weirder the "freaks" are, the more popular it is.

Countless disabled people who look curious are hired by the owners of the circus and performing managers, and are like animals for the people with explosive curiosity to watch.

The original body also tried to gain the appreciation of the boss and manager, but unfortunately his disability was not uncommon and could not bring freshness to the audience.

He is pitiful and miserable, but not pitiful enough. He can only be the one who lives in darkness and pain all day long in the ridiculous world.

As a mystery novelist who has done well on the 21st century, Lynn has the ability and mind, so he will naturally not follow the old path of his original body. He relies on praying for others to be kind and give himself a bit of work that can subsidize his family to change the status quo.

He learned from local newspapers and original memories that the newspaper industry in this other world was undergoing a big leap, and newspapers began to turn from niche to popular, from aristocratic to popular.

Then the future is completely predictable.

As newspapers become more and more popular, the prices will become lower and lower.

The price is getting lower and lower, and the market will be further expanded until the proportion of simply publishing newspapers begins to decline, and advertising revenue will take off and become the absolute big head.

Those who publish serial novels in newspapers will have their incomes rising with the booming development of the newspaper industry.

As a novelist, he has countless classic mystery novels on the earth in his mind, which is equivalent to a very considerable amount of money-making wealth.

Although writing novels in this world is not a profitable deal, readers are only beginning to diverge from the upper class, and the development of the industry is still a little short of what he predicts.

But there is a simple truth.

Benefits are first come first served.

Those who eat the cake first will always be more calmer than those who come back.

If he can first gain a reputation with his stable and high-quality creation and gather a solid audience, then it will be fine to seize the opportunity of the newspaper industry's upcoming takeoff, live a decent life, and complete the initial class leap in the world.

In the future, with money and a good foundation, you will be at ease no matter what you do.

It is precisely based on this that Lin En, who has basically adapted to life here, asked his younger brother to buy pens, ink, and manuscript paper when he came back from work to help him take the first step to change the status quo as soon as possible.

However, although he is confident about what the first book should be more popular, he has no good idea of ​​how to find a suitable newspaper and how to contribute smoothly in the second step, from the backward and closed slums.
Chapter completed!