I Have a City in a Different World

As soon as he walked out of the village, Hussaini saw an old figure walking slowly on the scorched yellow dirt road ahead.

The man Hussaini was very familiar with, the old man who was going to find a job with him earlier.

At this moment, the old man was hunched over, walking towards the town in front of him step by step, his back was bleak and desolate.

Although the old man looks like he is dying, it seems that a gust of wind can blow him, but if you underestimate him because of this, it is definitely a big mistake!

This old man with tattered clothes, cloudy eyes, and wrinkled face is definitely a legend!

No one, men, women, and children in the village of Hosseini dared to look down on the old man. Sometimes his words were even more effective than the elders in the village.

Hussaini had heard people say that when the old man was a child, he had already taken to the battlefield with a gun, and he was the only one who survived among the more than 100 soldiers who served with him.

When people found him, the old man had fallen into a coma, and there were more than 30 enemy corpses lying near the top of the mountain where he was!

In the following decades, the old man's comrades changed batches after batches, either killed or captured, or disappeared without a trace.

The only one who stayed with him for a long time was an unsightly rifle that was obtained from the enemy and was later damaged.

The old man's gun looked inconspicuous, the rifling was almost polished, and it was not worried that someone would steal it when it was placed on the ground.

But such a broken gun took the lives of countless enemies, and his master has been safe and sound for decades.

Until one evening a few years ago, the old man returned to the village where he was born, and no one has seen the old gun since then.

From then on, this old man, like all the old people in this country, squatted silently in the corner every day, staring blankly at the passers-by. They silently endured the pain of illness and hunger while waiting for the arrival of death.

Hussaini took a few steps and walked in parallel with the old man. Neither of them spoke, but there was a hint of firmness in their eyes.

Although the two are of different ages, they have both held guns and killed people. At this time, they chose to give everything for their family!

It sounds ridiculous, but it's also pathetic.

When their family members can't even fill their stomachs, and their children can only wear rags and bare feet, these men who have been on the battlefield can definitely give up everything for the responsibility on their shoulders!

The two walked side by side on the rough and winding dirt road, occasionally passing the wreckage and ruins left by the war.

It didn't take long for more than a dozen young people to catch up. They got together with Hosseini and headed towards the town together.

Until they were thirsty, they finally saw the shadow of the town.

It is said to be a small town, but in fact there is no prosperous scene at all. It is nothing more than a few more residents and a few more shabby shops.

The wounds of the war are still clearly visible, and new traces are added from time to time. Many buildings have been repaired after being damaged and look mottled.

There were also numb people walking on the street. A group of children with shabby clothes rolled in iron rings, running noisily past, and ran straight to the center of the town.

Today's town is very lively, and there are obviously a lot of people. Judging from their appearance in groups, they must have come with the same purpose as Hussaini and others.

Seeing this, Hussaini felt a little uneasy, for fear that he would not be admitted and that he would not be able to get the money for his life. In that case, the children would continue to starve.

It is ridiculous to say that at this time, Hussaini was worried that others would look down on his own life, and he was thinking about how to be admitted.

With a secret prayer in my heart, a look of determination flashed on Hussaini's face, no matter what method I use, I must get the money!

The old man next to him was indifferent, just walking forward with his head down, rarely looking around like other young people.

In the center of the town, several huge tents have been set up,

Dozens of men and women who didn't look like locals were sitting at tables and waving their pens, filling out information for the men who came to sign up.

Hussaini and others saw the young man who had been there before. At this moment, he was chatting with several locals. While speaking, he kept looking around in the crowd.

After seeing Hussaini and others, the young man came over and smiled at them.

"It seems that you have made a decision, then come with me!"

When the young man said this, he turned his head and glanced at the old man, and said in a positive tone: "Please remember my words, you will never regret this choice, because this is definitely a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity!"

Hussaini was all about being admitted, but he didn't pay attention to the young man's words, but the old man's turbid eyes flashed a hint of thought.

For some reason, the old man always felt that the other party saw through all his secrets, which made him feel a little vigilant, but it felt extremely absurd.

The old man has already seen that the other party is just an ordinary person, and it is absolutely impossible to see through his details, but where does that strange feeling of being seen through come from?

With the young people leading the way, Hussaini and others quickly filled out the forms and were called into the tent one by one.

Hussaini was the first to walk in and saw two men and a woman sitting inside.

For some unknown reason, Hosseini felt that the three young men were strange, making him feel as if he had been undressed. If there was a gun around him, he would definitely pick it up to protect himself without hesitation.

When their own secrets are revealed without any cover, everyone will feel a sense of insecurity and subconsciously seek self-protection.

However, in order to get the high-paying job, Hosseini held back the uncomfortable feeling and forced himself to calm down.

The three looked at Hosseini, then asked Hosseini some family information, and nodded lightly.

"Congratulations, you have been admitted to the Shenglong Group, press your fingerprint under this contract, and you can receive your compensation at any time, a total of 150,000 US dollars!

And you don't have to worry about your family, because our company will build a small town and factory to house the families of admitted applicants.

There are also schools in small towns where your children can go to school for free and your family can work in factories.

As long as you become an employee of Shenglong Group, the group will do its best to let you have no worries!

If you have other requirements, you can also ask us, we will try our best to meet your requirements! "

After hearing the other party's words, Hussaini felt like a dream. This Shenglong Group not only gave him a lot of money, but also arranged housing and work for his family!

Such favorable conditions made Hosseini feel like he was dreaming.

I wondered if the other party was deceiving me, but then I thought about it, my family is already so poor, what can I be deceived?

Besides, as long as the other party gives money, what if he is defrauded of his life!

Hosseini was illiterate and could not read the content on the black paper, but he also cut his thumb and pressed a bloody fingerprint according to the request of the other party.

After putting away the contract, another young man walked in and took Hosseini to collect the huge compensation that belonged to him.