sinovels Chapter 51 Welfare Home
Chapter 51 Welfare Home
Clark is indeed planning to do volunteer work, because he thinks this is not only a good way to get in touch with a place, but also volunteers in many places take care of food, and some even take care of...
Although Clark is about to pass the growth period now, he no longer needs to eat a lot, or even hardly needs to eat. After all, he can directly obtain energy from sunlight.But after more than ten years, Clark has long been used to being like a normal person, he will be hungry when the time comes, and he has to eat when he is hungry.
Until he bought a hot dog on the streets of Gotham, and sighed again... the food outside is really terrible, and the food in Gotham is not much better than that in Metropolis.
You know, in addition to being able to get recipes from TV, after Jonathan got married, the skill [Cooking] was added to the skill bar, and it took 5 years to brush up to level 10, and unlocked [Michelin Cooking], and then spent It took 10 years to fill it up.
Not to mention the quality of the ingredients on the farm.
Before coming to Gotham, he checked the information on the Internet with his mobile phone, and Clark found that the places where he could do volunteer work are orphanages, nursing homes, etc.And only one of these agencies accepts short-term temporary volunteers.
Clark had already applied online and received a reply email on his mobile phone.
Speaking of which, mobile phones are becoming more and more convenient now. Clark remembers that when he was in middle school, his mobile phone could only make calls and send text messages. Now he can check information on the Internet and use some chat software. Many young people are keen to mix various things. kind of forum.
I just don’t know why, but Jonathan always looks disgusted. He often can’t wait to replace a mobile phone with the latest model after two or three months of use, and then continues to disgust, and always complains about the speed of the network.
So Clark, who can't use up the old mobile phones replaced by Jonathan, has never bought a mobile phone, let alone how much a mobile phone cost when he was just in elementary school.By the time he had some ideas, the price of mobile phones had been reduced to the point that everyone had one.
Clark applied for an orphanage, and luckily, a staff dormitory could also be provided here.The front desk staff registered Clark without any surprises. There are quite a lot of backpackers who rely on volunteer work for accommodation. It is a win-win situation for both parties, but it needs a little stricter review.
Clark has a clean background. His family is a farmer. He just graduated from high school and is in gapyear. There are almost no more suitable background conditions than this, so he passed the application easily.
This is a welfare home funded by the Wayne Group, and it does not make a more detailed classification, so the people it helps include but are not limited to orphans, the disabled, and orphans.
Basically, as long as it is a vulnerable group, it will be accepted here. Clark even saw a young girl who was in good health and had no disease. She was also the object of rescue by the orphanage.
Because she was pregnant and also addicted to drugs.
This is not surprising in Gotham, but for small-town boys, it is enough to shock the three views.She looked really young, probably not much older than Clark, maybe even younger.
"Where's the child's father?" Clark couldn't help asking.
"Who knows?" An old man shrugged, "Maybe it was a dock worker who died accidentally, maybe he was raped by gangsters in a bar toilet and didn't dare to speak up, or maybe it's just someone who doesn't like wearing condoms A customer who accidentally won a lottery? She may not know it herself."
"Then she's a whore, whore..." Thinking of what happened last night, Clark blushed a little.
"Maybe, maybe not. But even if this kind of girl has a serious job as a waiter, what can't she do as long as she is paid?" The old man looked lewd, "Damn, if I have money, Let her give me now..."
"Mr. Wilson!" Clark, who was pushing the wheelchair, was a little annoyed and interrupted the old man's words.
"Hey, the little guy still has a temper?" The old man didn't care at all, "This is Gotham, you have to learn to adapt. And like her, it's not bad, no matter how you can have a bite of bread, wait for life Throw the child in the orphanage, and you can live happily again. Don't look at me now, when I was young like you, I looked pretty good, and I sold my ass, which was a lot of quick money."
"Don't listen to his bragging. At most, this guy was raped by a drunk who doesn't know where, and he can't beat him. He can only steal his wallet and watch." Someone next to him immediately dismantled the stage, "It looks like this , and someone will spend money to buy it? Stop dreaming!"
"At least it's better than you, Sandro." Elder Wilson was not angry, "I was cuckolded by my wife for ten years, and betrayed by my brother."
A group of people burst into laughter instantly, and the air was full of joy.
"Gah, I'm going to find that bastard sooner or later and chop it up!" Only old Sandro waved his only remaining fist angrily.
"You don't have that chance," a voice behind Clark startled him, and when he turned around, he was even more frightened.
It was a bald old man with a hooked nose, but one eye was blind, several scars on his face, and one leg missing. He was holding a glass of beer early in the morning, looking very strange.
"I heard that they provoked the Copperpot family last month, and they all died. A dozen or so people sank in Gotham Bay."
"That is to say, Boss Morrison," Sandro looked a little embarrassed, "I'm so old, I can't kill anyone."
"Excuse me," Clark, who became more and more frightened, couldn't help interrupting them. "Are you telling the truth? Don't the police care?"
"Haha, police!"
"Pfft, he actually said the police?"
"This is Gotham, boy, the four big families have the final say, the police are useless!"
"Should it be the Big Three now?"
"That's hard to say. Wayne has withdrawn from the road, and Wayne Taco is still standing in the city center."
"I don't know where you came from, kid," the bald old man looked at Clark with dark eyes, "This is Gotham, democratic, free Gotham."
Clark couldn't see it at all. Where is democracy and freedom in this?Shaking his head, Clark remembered that he had to report to the dean here today, so he quickly accelerated the sweeping speed.
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"Are you saying they are bragging?" Dean Rihart is a kind middle-aged man, "Let me ask first, what do you think this is, Mr. Kent?"
"An orphanage? A place to adopt some lonely old people and orphans?"
"The answer is correct," Dean Rihart nodded, "Then, why do you think they were sent here?"
"Uh, because they lost family?"
"In other words, they didn't have any family at all. They were gangsters when they were young. How many dare to marry and have children?"
Dean Rehart counted them one by one: "Wilson, when he was young, worked as a thug in a bar. Later, his legs were cut off, but he also killed that person. He was released from prison the year before last."
"Sandro, who was in charge of the drug business on two streets in the West District, was betrayed by his subordinates. He was caught by the police when the goods were gone, and his upper family, who had suffered a lot, cut off an arm in prison."
"Morrison, this is amazing. It is said that he came back as a special soldier. He has more than a dozen lives in his hands. Somehow, he got into trouble with Black Mask. He hasn't been sunk directly into Gotham Bay. It's a bit of a score." ability."
"and also……"
Only then did Clark know that those lonely old people are not poor people in the ordinary sense...
There are countless people in Gotham who live in the gutter, and for them, being able to live to this age is already a skill.
"They can only choose this place," Dean Rihart said, "No other orphanage dares to accept these people. After all, this is the territory of the Wayne family, and black and white will more or less give some face."
"Stop! Brat, stop for me!"
Suddenly there was a loud shout from outside, Clark couldn't help turning his head, and saw a group of people chasing a child, but the child was very agile, scrambling into the orphanage, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
"Here it goes again," Dean Rehart held his forehead and roared angrily, "Jason Todd!"
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Well, this chapter is not counted as an update to the pool, it is considered to make up for the update owed the day before yesterday
感谢在2020-05-0619:50:59~2020-05-0623:55:13期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~
Thanks to the little angels who threw the mines: Leng Yue and Shang Shan Ruo Shui 1;
Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 20 bottles of Abile House; 10 bottles of Murong;
Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!