A Wanderer in the Realm Beyond

Chapter 2: Contradictions

Being classified as a decomposer was the work of Class Monitor Xiao Jie, and others were aware of this as well.

However, over time, since Hei Jiu rarely participated in battles with the others, they began to think he was just slacking off.

Moreover, since he was not very sociable in the class to begin with, most people had preconceived prejudices against him, and naturally, Hei Jiu's status was understandable.

After all, when people dislike someone, they tend to subconsciously ignore all the favorable arguments and reasons for that person.

So, is that really the case?

Of course not!

Don't underestimate the job of a decomposer; in reality, it might not be any easier than dealing with a few low-level monsters.

The work of decomposing monster corpses is tedious, and it also requires a lot of time and energy.

Often, by the time the former finishes fighting and returns home, you are still on site cutting materials and working overtime.

It all comes down to meticulousness and seriousness.

But what do the other heroes know? They haven't done it themselves.

In their eyes, the work of a decomposer is just slacking off compared to theirs.

After all, they are the ones who go "to fight big battles" every day, if you consider a scene where thirty people gang up on a few low-level monsters...

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The distance between Hei Jiu and his classmates who also crossed over was growing, but he was getting closer to other decomposers.

Unlike those people, the decomposers held Hei Jiu in high regard, as they were all practitioners and knew how troublesome their profession was.

Such unattractive daily routines continued for another two or three months.

On this day, Class Monitor Xiao Jie led everyone to a new extermination site—an abandoned mine.

It was said that it was occupied by a gang of vicious low-level goblins.

The process of clearing the goblins was not complicated; by the time Hei Jiu arrived, it was almost over, just about seven or eight of them.

However, the information was incorrect; rather than these goblins illegally occupying the mine, they were just a group of homeless wanderers living in the cave.

This was evident from the fact that Hei Jiu found no weapons when he was decomposing the goblins' bodies.

The mine was not dark; the walls were covered with various luminescent stones.

These were just ordinary luminescent ores, nothing valuable, so please put away your thoughts.

"Master, this..."

A decomposer in front stopped in his tracks.

Hei Jiu walked over, stood beside the decomposer, and looked in the direction he was pointing, seeing the body of a female goblin lying at his feet.

Judging by her belly, she had been pregnant for quite some time.

The decomposer was a boy of only twelve or thirteen, named Hei Er, a commoner.

Originally, his family was too poor, and his sister was seriously ill with no money for treatment, so his parents had to sell him to the palace as a slave.

They had to thank their luck for hitting the right time when the palace was buying people.

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Hei Er looked**** the tragic state of the goblin mother on the ground, while also being drawn to the laughter and celebration of the heroes ahead, celebrating the successful completion of the mission.

His expression was somewhat complex, and he fell into contemplation.

"Master..."

"Hmm?"

"Can I bury this mother later?"

Hei Jiu glanced at the blood hole on the pregnant goblin's belly:

"As you wish."

Hei Er did not immediately act but fell into silence, and after a few seconds, as if making a difficult decision, he mustered up the courage and said:

"Can this body be buried without decomposition?"

In this world, the demon race and the human race are absolute enemies, and showing mercy to an enemy and wanting to bury them kindly is absolutely despised by people.

"Yes."

Of course, Hei Jiu was not from this world.

Apparently, Hei Er hadn't expected the agreement, so he was visibly stunned.

But before he could react further, Hei Jiu had already turned and entered a very secluded tunnel.

Just a moment ago, Hei Jiu had heard a sound like a stone falling inside.

Walking about ten meters into the tunnel, he found an extremely skinny goblin elder.

Standing at a meter and twenty centimeters, emaciated, with a small white beard, hunched over, holding a flint and a half piece of magnesium.

He was trying to ignite a pile of bird feathers on the ground to make a fire, in order to completely detonate the dozens of large mining bombs in the corner behind him.

Suicide?

Probably.

But watching the goblin elder's trembling hands, like Parkinson's, and his unskilled actions,

It seemed that it would take some time for him to light the fire and then the explosives.

Fortunately, I came to check, otherwise, these so-called human saviors wouldn't even know how they got buried alive.

"Stop."

A sudden shout from behind scared the goblin so much that he dropped the flint and magnesium in his hand.

Turning back and seeing a human, he immediately scrambled to the corner, trembling all over, like a mouse seeing a cat.

"Old men shouldn't play with dangerous things."

Hei Jiu picked up the flint and magnesium from the ground, looked over the goblin's entire body to make sure he had no backup, and then turned to leave.

Leaving behind the goblin, who sighed in relief, sobbing silently with tears streaming down.

Now that his family was all gone and only he remained in the world, could he really still live?

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"Where's Hei Gou? Slacking off again?!"

Just as he came out of the cave, he heard someone talking about him.

The nickname Hei Gou, no one knows who gave it, but it certainly wasn't a compliment.

The one who just spoke was He Wei, a fat man with glasses, who had always disliked Hei Jiu's lone wolf demeanor.

In his view, Hei Jiu was just pretending to be profound, very pretentious, and extremely childish.

Seeing Hei Jiu come out, he didn't hold back at all, but instead became even more sarcastic:

"Oh, I thought you wouldn't come out, being a decomposer is great, you don't have to do anything and can still get money from the king like everyone else.

If you like doing odd jobs so much, why don't you just leave the palace? Wouldn't it be better to open a decomposition guild in any adventurer's association?

Save the trouble of carrying the name of a savior hero and not doing anything serious all day long."

Obviously, He Wei was looking for trouble, but Hei Jiu wasn't biting, not paying him any attention.

He Wei felt even more displeased that Hei Jiu didn't give him face.

His weapon was a black wooden staff, so he took out his weapon, chanted a spell, and then a fireball the size of a fist flew towards Hei Jiu.

Hei Jiu's weapon was a dagger, chosen because of his professional habits from modern times.

Without much dodging, he pulled out the dagger and sliced the fireball in half.

The next moment, he flashed in front of the fat man He Wei.

Before He Wei could react, a punch landed on his face, and with a c***k, two of He Wei's front teeth flew out,

Then he fell to the ground, howling in pain:

"Aow! Hei Gou hit me, Hei Gou hit me!!!"

Hearing the commotion, everyone gathered to watch, and several boys immediately surrounded Hei Jiu, seeing He Wei's disheveled face, they all gave Hei Jiu a look of disgust.

"Have you had enough?!!!!"

Class Monitor Xiao Jie stepped forward, pushed Hei Jiu hard:

"Not contributing is one thing, but don't drag your feet, okay? It's fine today, but you actually started a fight, do you think no one can control you?"