The Lovely Heiress Is Actually A God Beast-Chapter 1466: Are You a Beggar?

Little Taotie is someone who takes action; she immediately accepted a time-travel drama.

This time-travel drama utilizes the maximum power of time.

The role played by Little Taotie is the female protagonist as a child. The protagonist is a person from ancient times, and because of a flood in her hometown, the family’s food is almost gone; not being able to cook means death is not far away.

This kind of death is not just from starvation but also possibly from being robbed and killed by vicious and evil thieves.

In turbulent times, there is no clear distinction between good and evil. Little Taotie’s character witnessed soldiers killing people when she was young, so she believes even soldiers are not good people. Later, this perception will need to change, recalling past events, requiring Little Taotie to play the protagonist as a child.

The thieves killed the soldiers, dressed in soldiers’ uniforms, came to the village, and told the village chief that he had killed the mountain bandits. He produced the man’s severed head, but the so-called utterly evil and deceased bandit was not a real bandit. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝔀𝓮𝒃𝙣𝓸𝒗𝒆𝒍.𝙘𝒐𝒎

The bandits had swapped identities, so naturally, the head was the soldier’s.

However, the village chief believed his words, and eventually, the whole village had to pay the price.

Little Taotie’s character, the girl, watched the bandits murder the village chief because the chief got false information and thought the Mountain King was dead; the bandits would be quiet for a while. Who knew these bandits seemed energized and active in the market.

When the bandits came to raid, the girl had nowhere to escape, and could only hide in the cellar. She knew she would be caught sooner or later, but would hide for as long as she could.

The girl waited and waited until she fell asleep.

When she woke up again, her surroundings had changed.

She appeared in a place piled with boxes; the material of these boxes was very peculiar, like wooden color, yet they could be torn like paper.

The girl was still wearing shabby clothes as she wandered aimlessly, walking wherever with no deliberate route planning, just strolling.

She found her way out of the place filled with strange boxes. Outside, the air bothered her, making her throat itch, and she coughed continuously.

After a while, she saw someone approaching and instinctively found a place to hide.

She chose a strange box; the wooden box was empty, not entirely empty. She found a bag of strange food from the ground.

The bag over the food was painted with potatoes.

She thought: This must be edible potatoes, right?

She hadn’t eaten potatoes in a long time. Ever since the village flood, she couldn’t eat or afford potatoes.

As she walked on the street, she discovered the surroundings consisted of large buildings and some signs, everywhere filled with dazzling sights, but in fact, chaotic.

The girl’s jewelry had all been sold, leaving only a silver hairpin, the final memory her mother had left before she died.

She did not know where she was, the only comfort was the silver hairpin.

Someone asked, "Are you begging?"

"Child, you are wearing too little, aren’t you cold?"

"Child, you are so dirty, stay away from me!"

Trust along the road was both good and bad.

She tried to learn how people in this world behaved, but in a few days, she felt very tired, mentally exhausted.

She wanted to return and no longer wished to stay here; this place felt too unfamiliar.

However, more surprising than the unfamiliarity was that the food here seemed to be inexhaustible.

"Can I eat it?" she asked cautiously.

"Sure, eat, no problem, eat as much as you want!" came the reply from a Nurse Sister.