He was extremely quiet, a man of few words.

The villagers asked him, "What's your name?"

He answered mildly, "I forgot. Just call me Ben!"

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"What can you do?"

The man shook his head. "I don't know."

The villagers revealed a look of disdain.

"You're just a pretty boy." Someone spat out these words at him.

He shot a stern gaze at the man, causing him to cower in fright.

After two days and one night on the train, they finally arrived in Imperial Capital.

and left him at the train station after

flourishing metropolis, the bustling crowd, and the

kind villager

and the rest leave you behind. You'll be a beggar

villagers and walked for a long time before coming to a dirty

dirty ground, he stood outside and was reluctant to go in. The sickening and

door as he looked at the villagers

a very long time. See those sandbags in front? Your daily task is to unload the

their wages silently. "That's 3,600 dollars a month. That's way more than what we earn

Ben in an exceedingly cocky manner. "Hey, what about you? Are you

of the woven bags. He could imagine

Ben frowned.

you can't do it.

for a living."

provoked. "I'll

Ben and the

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