Teacher by day, Farmer by passion-Chapter 135: System fixed.

Ace sighed, tapping his fingers against the wooden table. "Calm down, kid. We will go."

Blind Dog raised his head, his milky eyes glistening. "R-Really? Right now?"

Ace studied blind dog for a while. Then, with a flick of his hand, he took back one of the spirit apples. "Alright, we'll go now."

Blind Dog jolted up, panic flashing in his face. "Wait! Why are you taking one back?"

Ace smirked. "If we're leaving, then you don't need two."

Blind Dog hesitated, his fingers clutching the remaining apple tighter.

He gulped, but in the end, he nodded rapidly. "O-Okay! Let's go."

Ace stood, stretching lazily before ruffling the boy's hair. "Lead the way, little scammer."

Blind Dog didn't even react to the insult. He just turned and rushed toward the door.

Ace followed, his mind already thinking through possibilities.

Was the boy really telling the truth, or was this just another prank? Either way, there was only one way to find out.

Ace followed Blind Dog along the narrow dirt path, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

The boy walked with confidence, his bare feet kicking up small puffs of dust.

A few moments passed before Ace realized something.

"Ah, shit. I just let this blind kid lead the way again," he muttered, shaking his head. "Am I really this easy to fool?"

With that, they continued on, the village huts growing more distant as the winding path led them deeper into the outskirts.

The dirt path grew rougher, scattered with broken pottery, discarded rags, and the occasional bone picked clean by stray dogs.

The smell of damp earth mixed with something less pleasant, of rotting food, maybe even worse.

Ace wrinkled his nose. "This the place?"

Blind Dog didn't answer.

The moment his bare feet hit the uneven ground, he bolted forward, weaving past overturned baskets and piles of junk with the ease of someone who had done this a hundred times.

Ace raised a brow. "Heh, you think you can fool me twice?"

But before he could chase after him, Blind Dog skidded to a stop near a pile of torn straw mats.

He crouched beside a frail figure, a girl several years older than him, her thin arms barely lifting as he grabbed her hand.

"Sister! Sister, wake up!" His voice cracked, frantic as he shook her gently.

Ace coughed and stepped forward, his boots crunching against dried leaves and who knew what else.

He took in the scene: several other kids, all looking worn down and underfed, peering from behind makeshift shelters of old cloth and broken wood.

Well, this is depressing.

He walked up to Blind Dog, who was now pressing his forehead against his sister's limp arm. "Oi, kid. She breathing?"

Blind Dog sniffled and nodded. "yes, yes.."

Ace scanned the group of ragged children, their hollow eyes locked onto the packaged food in his hand like starving wolves eyeing a fresh kill.

He sighed and tossed it lightly to Blind Dog.

"You all need to eat," he said, standing up and stretching his arms.

Right then, a familiar voice echoed in his mind.

[Host, the system is back to normal.]

Ace blinked. Then a slow grin spread across his face. "Perfect timing. Lucky for you all, I just happen to have enough meal for everyone."

He flicked his wrist, opening the system interface and sending a message to Lily.

[Lily, bring out some spirit apples and spirit mangoes. Shane, get a fire going. I need you to cook up some spirit chickens, fast.]

After sending the instructions, he turned back to the kids, who were still staring at him, confused.

"Alright, little ones, watch closely."

With a dramatic flourish, Ace raised his hand and activated the portal.

A shimmering golden light expanded before them, warping the air like a mirage.

The children gasped, some scrambling back, while others leaned in, curiosity battling their hunger.

Then, stepping out of the glowing rift, Lily appeared first, carrying two large baskets filled with vibrant spirit apples.

Her silver hair gleamed under the dimming sky, and she gave a cheerful smile despite the stunned expressions around her.

Right behind her, Liu Mei emerged, balancing another heavy basket filled with bright yellow spirit mangoes.

Her face was pale, wrapped in bandages, her movements slower than usual but her eyes were sharp, scanning the area before landing on Ace.

"Master can you tell Lily to take it easy on me? I'm still just a kid. Lots of rooms for growth." she grumbled, shifting the basket higher.

Ace chuckled. "You're still alive, aren't you?"

Liu Mei rolled her eyes, but she didn't retort.

Meanwhile, Lily with a warm, gentle smile, she reached into the basket and pulled out a shiny red spirit apple.

"Here you go," she said softly, placing it into the a small child's hands.

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The little girl, covered in dirt and wearing tattered clothes, hesitated at first, her wide eyes filled with disbelief.

Then, as if afraid the fruit would disappear, she clutched it tightly and bit into it, her cheeks puffing up like a squirrel's.

A delighted giggle escaped her lips.

The other children, seeing this, eagerly reached out.

Lily giggled as she handed out more, taking care to pick the ripest, juiciest apples for each of them.

"There's enough for everyone," she assured them, placing another apple into a boy's hands and ruffling his messy hair.

The beggar children, so used to rough words and dismissive glances, were completely disarmed by her kindness.

Some of them shyly muttered, "Thank you, big sister," while others simply grinned, their faces lighting up like festival lanterns.

Ace leaned against a wooden post, watching the scene unfold with an amused smirk.

Liu Mei, standing beside him, frowned slightly.

"Is she really Lily?" she muttered under her breath.

The Lily she knew was nothing like this! The Lily she knows was a literal devil!

Here she was, distributing food like a saint, her every movement filled with care.

"Maybe she hit her head during one of our spars?" Liu Mei murmured suspiciously.

Ace stifled a chuckle.

Lily, overhearing her, turned and gave Liu Mei a sweet smile.

"Mei Mei, do you want a spirit apple too?" she asked in the same soft tone she had used with the children.

Liu Mei flinched. A chill ran down her spine.

"Who are you?" she whispered, stepping back.