Infinite World Projection

There were pedestrians walking around, and the reverberating sound made Chen Changming a little stunned.

However, this is not all a bustling scenery, there are also many places that make Chen Changming a little uncomfortable.

Around the corners of the street, there were constant wailing sounds.

Chapter 7 Experiment

Around the corners of the street, there were endless wailing sounds. Although they were covered by the lively atmosphere, they could still be heard clearly if they paid close attention.

Chen Changming looked up and looked around.

In the four corners of the street, there were people in rags squatting around, and everyone looked very thin.

The wailing in the long street is emitted from these people.

These are the beggars of this world.

But obviously, unlike the beggars in Chen Changming's previous life, these are true beggars.

Yeah, they are all thinner like that, can it be true?

Although Chen Changming had seen many beggars in his previous life, he was as skinny as he was in front of him, and there was no good cloth on his body. He really hadn't seen many.

In modern society, at least in the country of Chen Changming's previous life, but what are you doing, even if you are a beggar, it is not difficult to eat a meal.

A lot of food is wasted every year.

But this is not the case in this world.

Starving to death is no longer a legend in this world, but a real thing.

If you want to pretend to be a beggar and cheat in this world, you don't have to starve yourself out of malnutrition, I'm afraid no one can believe it.

Like the kind of broad body, ruddy complexion, come to the street to negotiate, I am afraid it will not cost a penny.

Chen Changming walked in the meantime, quietly looking around.

He watched the beggars.

There are not many beggars in this long street, there are only two or three people, basically every one is a baby, and they don't seem too old.

This is easy to understand.

On the one hand, being younger can more arouse people's sympathy; on the other hand, those who are slightly older may starve to death long ago.

After all, in this world, judging from the situation in this world, if you want to live by begging to grow up, it is really not that difficult.

Soon, Chen Changming noticed one of the children.

It was a young boy who seemed to be about seven or eight years old from the outside.

One hand of the child was disabled, and the other hand looked a bit problematic. It was slightly distorted, and the whole body looked quite deformed and looked a little miserable.

I don't know if it is innate or acquired.

Born in the Chen family, Chen Changming also knows a lot about some things.

For example, some children were abducted and cut off, and then some children were abducted, and then they were made disabled in various ways, in order to gain sympathy.

These are all common tricks.

In Chen Changming's eyes, the child in front of him is very likely.

"Master, give me some money..."

His voice trembled, it sounded a little hoarse, with an inexplicable turbidity.

Chen Changming shook his head, looked at the child, but didn't pay for it.

He thought for a while, went to the distance to buy a few big steamed buns and put them directly in front of the child.

The child looked at Chen Changming in a little astonishment, but could only see the faint smile on his face.

"Eat it."

Chen Changming's face was calm. Seeing the beggar look over, he nodded to him, showing a gentle smile, which made people feel kind.

The child lowered his head.

"Increase the contact degree..."

The handwriting in front of me gradually emerged.

Looking at the handwriting that appeared in front of him, Chen Changming's smile remained unchanged, and he looked at the projection column.

The name of the projected column remains the same, the same as the previous names.

"Is it because the projection is not connected enough, or because..."

Chen Changming was thoughtful, so he lowered his head and said softly, "What is your name?"

The child was stunned, timid, some didn't dare to look at Chen Changming's eyes, and seemed a little inferior: "My name is Zhang Shitou."

The voice fell, and Chen Changming still had no change in his eyes.

It seems that it is not because of not knowing the name.

However, the name Zhang Shitou is really primitive.

Chen Changming shook his head and looked at the beggar in front of him: "Are you going with me?"

"go?"

Zhang Shitou was a little confused and a little scared: "Little lord, what do you want to do..."

"Whatever you do, it won't be worse than you are now, right."

Chen Changming shook his head, always with a gentle smile on his face.

He raised his head and looked into the distance. He could easily see it. In the distance, there seemed to be a middle-aged man watching the wind, and his gaze came here at this moment.

Zhang Shitou also noticed this, and looked even more frightened, his whole body was shaking.

"I'll go with the little master..."

He whispered, and finally made a decision.

"Increase contact degree by one..."