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.

him at the train

at the flourishing metropolis, the bustling crowd, and the traffic. This

time, a kind villager turned back and took

Ben. Don't let Stan Hitchens and the rest leave you behind. You'll be a beggar if you can't find any

and walked for a long time before coming to a dirty

stood outside and was reluctant to go in. The sickening and nauseating feeling was impossible to

stand at the door as he

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

silently. "That's 3,600 dollars a month. That's

exceedingly cocky manner. "Hey, what

of the woven bags. He could imagine how filthy he would be at the end of the

Ben frowned.

"Leave if you can't do it. I hate pretty boys like you who only depend on

for a living."

provoked. "I'll

the

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