Data Wasteland

"Xiao Xian'er, where did you get so much money from?"

"Could it be stolen?"

"Sister Xian'er, just tell us, or we won't feel comfortable using it."

In a remote small bar in Sanchahe City, seven or eight young men and women dressed as villagers were surrounding a girl and asking questions.

The girl is also dressed as a villager, with a floral turban on her head, but she is a little more beautiful than ordinary girls, with fair skin, sweet smile, and a large chest. According to someone's standards, there is a beauty of wild flowers in the seventies. .

"Xiao Xian'er, you must tell everyone how the money came from, otherwise everyone will feel uneasy about using it." A young man said solemnly.

Seeing that everyone was serious, the girl had no choice but to wave her hand, "Alright, alright, stop guessing, it's just the buns that are usually sold and saved."

"Earn from selling buns?"

"impossible…"

"How many meat buns for one copper plate and three?"

"The equipment of the eight of us, guns, bullets, body armor, and supplies, add up to less than two thousand, right?"

"Little Xian'er, where did your money come from?"

"Shouldn't you do something bad without telling us?"

"You fart, Xiao Xian'er is so kind, how can she do bad things!"

"Brother, you know, that's not what I meant, everyone is just worried about Xiao Xian'er."

"Sister Xian'er, just say it!"

The crowd clamored around the girl. The girl seemed to be annoyed by the question, her face turned cold, and she patted the table and shouted, "Stop arguing!"

"I earned it by selling buns, believe it or not, it's up to you!"

"I'm afraid this money is dirty, so give me back the things!"

"I'll take it and return it, and I can buy a few more beautiful clothes!"

Give the girl a roar, all the young men and women are stunned, their heads are drooping and they dare not reply.

"Xiao Xian'er, everyone just cares about you."

"I know..." The girl's voice became smaller, "I know you care about me..." Her eyes fell, as if she was at a loss.

"I'm just, just..." She grabbed her collar, and for some reason, crystal tears overflowed from the corners of her eyes, "I just, I don't want everyone to take risks empty-handed."

"That, that is too dangerous."

Seeing the girl weeping, all the young men and women closed their mouths. They looked at each other, looking a little anxious, but didn't know what to do.

After being quiet for a while, a girl dressed as a villager said, "Don't ask everyone, Xiao Xian'er must have her own difficulties."

"Ma Hua is right, don't ask everyone, we have to trust Xiao Xian'er."

"Well, no matter what Xiao Xian'er does, it's for everyone's sake!"

"Xiao Xian'er is our leading eldest sister, no matter what she does, we should fully support her!"

"Gouwa is right, we fully support Xiao Xian'er!"

"Yeah, long live the little fairy, long live the meat buns!"

Seeing everyone expressing understanding, the girl kept crying and bowed her thanks.

In the dark corner of the bar, a pair of eyes were watching the group of young men and women.

A sip of spirits entered his throat, and a lonely expression appeared on his face.

The person who was observing secretly was Chen Xing. Last night, he bought the first night of the girl who was called "Little Fairy" by his companions with two thousand gold coins.

In addition to a whim, there is some kind of dark psychology. Maybe it's because I'm not doing well, and I want to see the pain of others.

It is not difficult to see that these people are all from the mountain villages, and they are eager-blooded young people who want to make a career. Several of the men showed admiration for Xiao Xian'er and regarded her as a goddess.

Perhaps it was because he had been too depressed recently, in such a bad mood, and had been abused on the radio. Out of some kind of revenge, Chen Xing wanted to see other people's dreams shattered.

According to his script, the girl gave her first night and became rich overnight, and would soon be corrupted by money and become his plaything.

Isn't it just for money? At least that's what he thought back then. The whole lot of money, from then on to live a life of drunkenness.

The girl is the core of this group of passionate young people. Without her, the whole team would fall apart, leave the scene sadly, and return to the village to continue farming and hunting for this life.

However, the direction of the script was beyond his expectations, and even the exact opposite of what he thought. The girl did not enjoy the huge sum of money that she had earned on the first night—for a villager like her, 2,000 gold coins was undoubtedly a huge sum of money, enough to buy a house in a second- and third-tier city and live a comfortable life.

But instead of doing that, she used the money to buy the mercenary equipment needed for the adventure.

Moreover, she didn't come back to him and use her body to make more money.

For some reason, looking at the innocent smile on the girl's face, he was a little jealous.

Perhaps, this is the taste of dreams.

He remembered what a philosopher said, the one who has a dream is the happiest person in the world.

Yes, his dream was broken.

What mercenary founding a country has long since become a joke. His current reputation is so stinky that even dogs don't want to hear it, like a rat crossing the street. There is not a single radio station in the country that is not scolding him.

Cursing every day, 24 hours a day, I feel like I'm drowning in saliva.

How can such an identity have any prestige, and what can I use to establish a country? Is it a mercenary country or a garbage country?

As the night wore on, the guests left one after another. The group of young men and women also left one after another, leaving only the girl sitting there alone, seemingly in a daze.

Chen Xing left the corner and sat opposite the girl.

Seeing him, the girl's expression immediately became vivid, with a little surprise, a little shyness, and a little hope.

"Sir, good evening!" The girl bowed to Chen Xing.

"How's it going tonight, are you coming to accompany me?" Chen Xing asked straight to the point.

The girl blushed and looked around subconsciously, as if she was worried about being seen by her companions, then hesitated a little and asked, "How much?"

Chen Xing smiled and stretched out five fingers.

"Fifty?" the girl asked subconsciously. Based on her knowledge of the red light district, maybe the first night was worth 2,000, but it would definitely not be so much after that. And the first night of 2,000 is also a sky-high price. She once inquired about a girl as beautiful as her, and the first night was capped at 200 gold coins.

"Fifty thousand." Chen Xing said expressionlessly. He doesn't believe it anymore, there are still women in this world who are not corrupted by money and power. Not to mention that all the women around him were like this, but other than Jianyue Canglian and Suna, they basically didn't run away.

But in fact, seeing Yue Canglian is because of the restraint of court maids, while Su Na has never been in contact with society. Perhaps under the same conditions, they may not be able to be like what they are now.

He originally thought that Triris would be an exception and had pure feelings for him, but now it seems that he thinks too much.

When it comes to conflict of interest, what should be done or what should be done. Otherwise, he would not have fallen into the current situation.

Anyway, what he has is money, the national treasury is in his hands, and at least it is tens of millions. What if he plays with human nature?

"Five, fifty thousand!" The girl was shocked, a little unbelievable, but then she seemed to figure it out, smiled slightly, and said, "Sir, I don't think I'm worth this money."

"I think you are worth it, you are worth it!" Chen Xing said.

The girl looked at him suspiciously, and after a while, the girl suddenly said, "I know who you are!"

Chen Xing was stunned for a moment, then his pupils shrank, revealing a vigilant look.

Has his identity been discovered?

His hair is messy now, and his clothes haven't been washed for half a month. In addition, his appearance is inconspicuous. In such a remote and cheap tavern, no one should recognize him as the famous Prime Minister.

The girl looked innocent and pointed at him and said, "You must be a kind boss!"

Chen Xing couldn't help rolling his eyes and said angrily, "You are the first woman who dares to send me a good card."

The girl pursed her lips and smiled, showing a bit of coquettishness, and then said, "We country women can't speak, so please forgive me if I say something wrong."

"How is it, tonight?" Chen Xing continued to ask.

"If the boss is really not short of money, just give me five hundred." The girl opened a white palm and said.

"Fifty thousand." Chen Xing repeated, and then added, "Ten years for you."

The girl's expression froze, and after thinking for about ten seconds, she refused, "I'll be leaving in a few days."

Then, she got up and gave a solemn salute, and said sincerely, "Boss, I really don't think I'm worth the price."

"Maybe you're on a whim, but play it a few times and you'll get bored."

"Girls like me are everywhere. With your strength, you can play new ones every day."

"I'm not greedy, we only need enough money to buy equipment and go." The girl showed a longing expression, "We grew up in the village, and our dream is to one day walk out of the mountains and see the outside world."

"The fireworks of New Edo, the sunrise of Mount Kinabalu, the lonely smoke of the sand sea, the world tree of the rainforest, the colorful flowers of the Andes, the giant kun in the sea, we all want to see it."

"So, I'm sorry, sir, I can't accompany you." The girl said apologetically.

"But I still have to thank you, thank you for looking down on me so much." After speaking, the girl bowed again and thanked Chen Xing.

Chen Xing blinked, but did not speak.

He was abandoned again, this time as a little village girl.

After being silent for a long time, the girl said reluctantly, "First, sir, if there is nothing else, I, I will go back to rest first."

Chen Xing did not answer, it was acquiescence. The girl turned around and left the bar.

Before going out, she couldn't help but turn her head back, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes. Maybe it was the temptation of money, or maybe it was her first man, but this attachment was quickly replaced by firmness, and she pushed open the door and walked out.

"Boss, look who's here!"

Immersed in worrying about gains and losses, a familiar voice suddenly came from behind.

Chen Xing raised his head, met Huozui's gaze, then panned to one side and landed on a man in a cloak.

The other party lifted his hood, revealing a shaggy beard and a handsome face in decadence.

"Why are you here!" Chen Xing's eyes lit up, then dimmed again.

The joy of meeting his old friend in a foreign land could not dilute the sorrow in his heart.

It was not someone else who came, but Lin Shiyuan of the expeditionary army staff who had been stationed in Monitor Lizard City.