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When I returned to the riverbank, the deceased still sat there in a posture of hugging their knees, leaning against a rock that was half the height of a person, gazing blankly at the River of the Dead.
After standing quietly for a while, I could no longer hold back and asked, "Has the offering from your relatives arrived?"
Hearing the voice, the deceased Xu Ran came to his senses, reaching into his still empty pockets with a casual gesture, and once again showed me an awkward smile.
"I'm sorry, there's still nothing," he said, a hint of sorrow crossing his brow. "Speaking of which, I suppose I won't be able to receive any offerings, will I..."
Seeing this, I couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.
"Forgive my rudeness, but are you a lonely death?"
To be honest, there are quite a few people like this nowadays. After all, there are so many individuals living alone, and it’s not uncommon for someone to pass away without anyone by their side.
However, even if their death goes unnoticed for a while, it’s only a matter of time before most deceased individuals are eventually found and cared for by their relatives, unless...
"Well, you could say that," he said indifferently. "After all, I never married in my lifetime, nor did I leave any offspring behind. Being the last one in the family to pass away, it's normal that there are no relatives to support me... " He paused, then suddenly looked up with a puzzled expression and asked, "Does the public welfare count as support?"
"Are you referring to the social welfare institutions in the world?"
According to my knowledge, some organizations will help people like this who have no dependents or support, and they will also provide some basic living expenses.
"I'm very sorry. According to what you're saying, those are public fees that don't belong to private funds, so we won't be able to convert them directly into cash. We need to go back ourselves to receive the benefits."
"Go back and claim it yourself? How do you claim it?"
"To put it nicely, it's a claim; to put it bluntly, you have to rely on yourself to snatch it." I shrugged with a smile. "After all, it's anonymous, and that kind of offering is usually for a whole group of deceased. How much you can get depends entirely on your own efforts."
Resources are usually limited, but the number of people wanting to seize them is too great. As a result, the distributed resources often fall short of being enough to gather even a single gold coin after conversion, requiring multiple accumulations to reach the total.
"I've heard that disputes often arise among the deceased because of this."
"Is that so..." After hearing that, he didn't show any regret or difficulty, just smiled indifferently. "Seems quite troublesome."
"It is indeed a troublesome matter." There's nothing more troublesome than deliberately getting into an argument with someone, and I quite agree on this point.
"Speaking of which, if one cannot rely on the support of relatives and does not wish to compete with others, there is actually another method: isn't it true that during certain periods, there are large-scale, indiscriminate offerings made to the deceased? The resources available during those times are usually quite abundant, allowing one to gather a gold coin without having to fight with others. Therefore, most unaccompanied souls tend to wait for such periods to collect their fare for the ferry."
After all, guiding inexperienced souls is part of our duty, so I presented him with other options.
"Unfortunately, your timing was a bit off. After all, it's an annual grand event, and the previous feast had just ended not long ago. If you have to wait for that period to come around, then you'll have quite a wait ahead of you."
"I see." After hearing this, he still had a carefree smile on his face, making it hard for others to discern his true thoughts.
"Thank you."
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