Maze Fan: I opened a buffet in the maze

Chapter 464 Deep Sorrow

Natural selection, survival of the fittest.

Fan Wei does not deny the fact that humans are also part of the food chain, but as a member of civilized society, he instinctively rejects such barbaric behavior.

Smelling the warm, faintly fishy stench, he pushed open the small wooden door that was already on the verge of falling apart.

There was something blocking the door, but it was nothing to Fan Wei. His sudden intrusion startled the homeowner, who immediately pointed several crude weapons at the door.

At the same time, sounds of falling and crying out in pain could be heard.

What came into view were several small children, dressed in tattered clothes, holding sharpened iron pieces, nailed wooden sticks, and half a broken glass bottle.

The one who fell to the ground was a girl, a little older than them, but missing half a leg.

"Get out of the way!" shouted the boy at the front, waving his weapon like a panting cat, or so Fan Wei thought.

Because there wasn't enough room for so many people, Dust and Meghan stood outside the door.

Their expressions were one calm, the other playful.

"Little brother, no, no, quickly apologize to the adults!" The girl lying on the ground, her forehead covered in cold sweat from the pain, looked up and saw Fan Wei, and immediately said with a fawning smile.

Fan Wei did not expect to see such a scene.

He looked at the meat in the broken pot, remained silent for a while at the murky broth with blood and foam, hesitated for a moment, and finally asked, "You...you eat this?"

"Yes, sir, this will do for us."

The girl crawled forward two steps, tugged at her brother's trouser leg to make him step back, and then spoke in a way that seemed to come from an instinctive response rather than a clear answer.

Without asking any further questions, Fan Wei had already deduced what had happened in that small house.

He stepped forward, squatted down, touched the girl's mutilated leg, and reached out to cast a spell.

The calf, which was purplish-blue, missing a large chunk and revealing yellowed bone fragments, and with charred burn marks on its surface, started to itch and began to visibly grow back.

As a professional swordsman, Fan Wei is an extremely versatile individual.

He knows a bit of magic, supreme radiance, and the divine arts of the Earth Mother Goddess, but he's not as skilled as a proper priest. If Roddy were here, he would definitely have an easier time than him.

Fortunately, the alien energy provided assistance; the 'sterilization' of the black flames and the purification of the sun god's fire were both very beneficial to the healing process.

The small room fell silent for a moment; the children were probably stunned, unable to believe that such a thing could happen.

The girl's leg recovered completely very quickly, which is an easy thing for most people in the same profession, but it leaves ordinary people in despair.

"Thank you! Great and powerful sir!" The moment she was healed, the girl burst into tears and struggled to kneel in gratitude, still feeling the effects of recovery.

"Get up quickly."

Fan Wei gently helped the girl up. He felt neither happy nor sad, only a numbness within his rationality. "Tell me, what happened to your leg?"

"I," the girl said, her head bowed, avoiding eye contact, "I'm a porter."

“Three days ago, when I was moving things, I bumped into the foreman’s wine bottle, spilled the wine, and he broke my leg.”

"Is it that simple?" Fan Wei's lips twitched.

"Well, I can't afford to pay for the wine." The girl didn't seem to have any resentment, only a sense of regret for her carelessness.

Fan Wei continued, "Don't you have parents or food?"

"Yes, after my father died, my mother disappeared with the remaining money. After I broke my leg, I didn't earn enough money, and I couldn't eat anything yesterday and today."

"We're going to die tomorrow, so I made a plan."

The girl calmly said, "The flesh of the wound will slowly rot, so we might as well cut it off and eat it. We'll scald the leg with fire, and if I get better, I can continue to earn money tomorrow."

"If I don't recover, I can sell my body to the gang for some money."

"Perhaps some of us will survive."

Fan Wei couldn't imagine how people could work under such circumstances, nor could he imagine people so coldly assessing and calculating their own value. He sighed deeply.

The final question was, "Are there many people like you here?"

"Not many, not few. It's much better to have a family with adults, but some can't stand it and run away. My little brother is one of them."

So they weren't family after all!

But Fan Wei didn't sense any human brilliance, compassion, or care. He felt that what he saw was a wolf pack, with each member contributing to the group's value.

There is no individual will within it, only addition and disappearance, only the expansion and withering of the group.

Capitalism pales in comparison to the efficiency of natural laws.

"Okay." Looking down at the children, Fan Wei finally smiled. "My restaurant is short-staffed. Would you like to work for me?"

"Yes! Thank you, great and powerful sir!"

The children knelt down with a thud. Fan Wei gave them some change, carefully explained the location, and told them to go there on their own.

Then, he punched the house and knocked it down.

Several thin, small figures collapsed to the ground, their eyes filled with admiration and longing.

Fan Wei turned and left without looking back.

"Why?" Dust asked, puzzled, after walking a distance. The Misri Van she knew was a warm, compassionate, and responsible person.

She didn't understand why Fan Wei wanted to demolish the last houses belonging to those children.

"Because I harmed them."

The answer was puzzling, but Fan Wei slowly explained, "There are no secrets in a place like this. The fact that I healed that girl's leg will definitely attract attention."

"Others will know that she was being taken care of by a powerful person."

"Such care often goes beyond just treatment."

"They'll give money, whether they actually do or not, those people will believe it, and then what will they do?"

Dust held her breath for a moment. Mixed-race people were at the bottom of the social hierarchy, and no one would help them, so she couldn't have imagined it. But after hearing what Fan Wei said, she understood what was going to happen.

"So you destroyed the house so that others would think you were bullying them."

"And give those children a chance to leave before others can react."

“Yes.” Fan Wei nodded. “Where there are powerful monsters, weaker monsters will flee. By showing my presence, I can at least keep the others here from spying on me for a short time.”

“Those kids are clever enough; they should be able to get out of here.”

"So that's how it is!" Dust's admiration for Fan Wei intensified at this moment. So powerful! So intelligent! What couldn't he do?!

But she sensed that the man beside her seemed a little down, so she gently comforted him:

"You've done very well. It's just...there's nothing we can do..."

Is there really no way? As Dust spoke, she suddenly wondered if, with her abilities, it was possible to change things.

She had never thought about it before, because she didn't care. As a mixed-race person, she had neither the motivation nor the desire to love unrelated people.

Just like now, she doesn't care about these people on the inner street.

The thought vanished in an instant, and suddenly Chen Hui remembered that Fan Wei had said something to the girl before she left.

"Oh, I asked her age."

When questioned, Fan Wei finally showed a sorrowful expression, "She said she should be 11 years old this year, should..."

S. (In a place like Beijing where power is revered, being older is an advantage, so when children are unsure of their own age, they tend to exaggerate.)

There are about 8 more chapters to go, and I plan to release them all today. I've finished writing 3 chapters and am waiting to revise them, so there are 5 more to go.

Keep going, all done!