Data Wasteland

When the elder of the Principality, Leander Ralph, officially announced the end of the exploration mission of the No. 65 Underground Survival Center, the entire Orchid Town cheered.

Looking across the street, the street is bustling with hustle and bustle, with stalls on both sides. Soldiers of various families were mixed together, talking and laughing, and it was very lively.

Compared to when they first arrived, the soldiers became much friendlier. At that time, they were faced with tremendous pressure, life and death were unknown, they were generally anxious and restless, and they did not adapt to the backward environment of marginal towns, and they often clashed with local people.

Now that they are coming home soon, everyone's moods are getting better, even the unsmiling officers have a smile on their faces.

The cheerful atmosphere soon infected the people in the town. They took to the streets one after another, sending off the soldiers who were about to leave, while selling them snacks, cigarettes, fruit juices and pastries, and various souvenirs. The refugees at the water station are no exception, running in twos and threes to the streets to sell local products.

On the same day, the mayor summoned all the officials in the town and held a banquet in the mayor’s mansion to see off the distinguished guests of the family. Chen Xing is also in the ranks. Just after two o'clock in the afternoon, he took Ye Yang Bailiu to the town street, ready to go to the mayor's mansion for a banquet.

"Selling dried mulberry~"

After walking for a while, Chen Xing suddenly heard a familiar voice.

"Uncle, do you want dried mulberries? These were picked by my grandfather last fall. They have been dried for two months. They are very sweet~"

There was a bit of cowardice in the childish voice. Following the sound, a little girl in a shabby checkered cloth was peddling dried mulberry to a passing soldier. The little girl's eyes are round, big, watery, and very cute.

Chen Xing quickly recognized that this was a pair of grandparents from the water station. They had a relationship in the New Year. In Chen Xing's impression, the little girl is very well-behaved and sensible, and the old man is also simple and kind.

At this moment, the old man was sitting on the small bench beside him, his legs and feet seemed a little awkward, looking at the little girl's eyes, full of kindness.

"Little sister, how much does a bag cost?" "Three copper plates." "Here." The soldier took out the money bag and took three copper plates.

"Thank you, uncle." The little girl took the money, handed the small bag of dried mulberry fruit, and said sweetly, "Uncle is a good person, and she will be safe in the future."

"Haha, thank you." The soldier smiled stupidly, took the bag, and thanked him sincerely. The man with the gun died in a foreign land without knowing one day. Hearing the little girl's blessing, the corners of her eyes were a little wet.

"Grandpa, we earned three more coppers!" After the soldier left, the little girl happily plunged into the arms of the old man, "When we make enough money, I will see you."

"Grandpa is not ill, grandpa's health is fine." "But, but your feet..." "It's just here, it will be fine in a few days." "Ouuuuu, grandpa, you must be well, well. ......" As she spoke, tears flashed in the little girl's eyes.

"My dear, grandpa is okay, grandpa will always be with you, waiting for you to grow up, waiting for you to marry..." The old man patted the little **** the back and comforted.

"I'm not going to marry someone~" The little girl blushed, and said, "Grandpa is really bad."

Seeing the grandfather and grandson who depended on each other, Chen Xing took a deep breath and felt the burden on his shoulders more and more heavy. He comes from the earth of China and is deeply influenced by the values ​​of farming society. As an official of one parent, one should keep one side safe and let the leaders live and work in peace and contentment.

"Get out and get out, get out of it!"

Between his thoughts, a rough shout suddenly came from the rear. Turning his head to see, the crowd quickly separated to both sides. A strong man walked in the middle of the road, strutting his head, as if this street was his back garden.

Behind the big man is a young man in luxurious clothes. With his hands on his back, the triangular eyes are fiercely exposed, which makes people feel scared. Wherever they went, people bowed their heads, not daring to touch the edge. Behind the young man followed a lean old man, his black robe bulging, his eyes like torches. Beyond that, dozens of fighting soldiers wearing body armors, tall and magnificent, with great momentum, and the big "Yang" sprayed on the gray breastplate.

The people here were the second young master of the Yang Family in Gray Point City and his servants.

"Oh, this little girl is very cute."

When passing the mulberry stall of the little girl and the old man, Yang Zhiyong suddenly stopped. Triangular eyes stared at the childish little girl, seeming to be attracted by the other person's innocence and cuteness, or perhaps he wanted to show that he was close to the people, there was a smile on his face, even though it looked blunt.

He squatted down in front of the stall and beckoned to the little girl, "Come on, tell my brother, how old are you this year?"

The little girl seemed a little scared, hiding in the arms of the old man, not daring to pass.

For a time, the scene became a bit awkward.

The face of Yang Zhiyong who had been coldly received changed slightly, his triangular eyes squinted, and he was terribly quiet. In that way, it was like a wolfhound that was violent at any time. He was born noble, and he didn't even bother with these untouchables. Today I am in a good mood, wanting to give some favors, but I didn't expect the other party to be so ignorant of praise.

Untouchables are untouchables and can only be dealt with with fists and whips forever.

Yang Zhiyong's appearance made the people around him palpitate, and he couldn't help but sweat for the little girl and the old man.

Fortunately, Yang Zhiyong did not attack. After being silent for a while, he smiled again, pointed to the purple-black dried fruit on the floor and asked:

"What is this?"

"Yes, it was dried mulberry, sir, grandpa picked..." the little girl raised her head and replied timidly.

"How much?" Yang Zhiyong asked.

"No, no, you taste it, my lord, no, no money..." The old man hugged his granddaughter, his face pale, and he stammered.

The panic of the old man and the little girl not only did not arouse Yang Zhiyong's sympathy, but instead made him feel ashamed and his face grew gloomy. He didn't speak any more, grabbed a few dried mulberries, raised his head and put them in his mouth.

But just after chewing a few times, his face suddenly changed, and he spit out the dried fruit with a "poof" bite.

"What rotten thing, and sand!" He roared, like a barking vicious dog, "How dare you lie to the little master to eat dirt and don't want to live anymore!"

As if venting his anger, Yang Zhiyong got up and kicked around, kicking dried mulberry everywhere. A mess of good things, just like this was ruined. The old man lowered his head and hugged his granddaughter tightly, not daring to speak.

These dried mulberry fruits were originally collected in the wasteland and dried in hot sand. It is not surprising that they bring some sand. It's just that Yang Zhiyong pampers himself and has never eaten the food at the bottom level, so he accidentally knocked his teeth.

Seeing his leader being bullied, Chen Xing's chest was full of blood, and he was about to step forward to stop him, but was caught by the people behind him.

"You go up now, the situation will only get worse." Ye Yang Bailiu persuaded in a low voice. Yang Er Shao is surly and moody by nature. Chen Xing's rash intervention will only arouse even greater contradictions.

Chen Xing froze for a moment, thinking of the other's character, fearing that the more he helped, the more he could get more help, so he had to give up.

Sure enough, Yang Zhiyong finished venting, straightened his collar, raised his head, and walked towards the mayor's mansion.

Chen Xing finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

But when everyone thought it was going to be like this, the little girl suddenly broke free of the old man's hand, grabbed a handful of dried mulberry on the ground, and smashed it at Yang Zhiyong!

The dried mulberry fell on the shoulder, leaving a few black spots. Yang Zhiyong stopped and turned his head slowly. For a while, the air seemed to freeze, and the surroundings were so quiet that even the sound of needles dropping to the ground could be heard.

"Bad, big bad!" The little girl shouted stubbornly with tears on her face. The immature voice pierced the silence, like the only voice between heaven and earth.

In the eyes of ordinary people, these dried mulberry fruits may not be worth a lot of money, but her grandfather picked them back one by one at the risk of his life under the scorching sun. She also counted on relying on them to exchange some money to come back and treat her grandfather. But now, it's all gone.

"Blind-people, find-die!" Yang Zhiyong showed a hideous face, squeezed a few words between his teeth, took two steps forward, raised his arms, and slapped the little girl's face.

In his eyes, these untouchables are inferior to ants. He was very compassionate and wanted to show his kindness. But I didn't expect that the other party not only disrespectful, but also disrespectful to him, tricked him into eating dirt, and now throws dirty things at him. His clothes were customized in the famous tailor shop in Monitor Lizard City. Each thread is a gold coin. It was specially worn for today's banquet, but it was soiled by these untouchables!

His anger was unforgivable, and his palms were violent, which made people no doubt that if he fanned hard, his entire face would be deformed.

The little girl's eyes widened, seeming to be frightened, staying in place, watching the slap slap. At the height of his hair, the old man rushed over and protected his granddaughter with his body.

Yang Zhiyong shot down, his face became more sulking, and he threw his foot sideways, and drew towards the child in the arms of the old man.

With strong feet and stubborn domineering, the old man has nowhere to hide in order to protect his granddaughter, but can only resist with his body. He only heard a sound of "poof", and the old man spouted a big mouthful of blood and flew horizontally, like a kite with a broken thread, plunged on the ground.

After hitting the old man, Yang Zhiyong still refused to give up, and slapped the little girl again!

He was full of strength and mercilessly. The little girl instinctively closed her eyes and turned her face to one side, waiting for her destiny.

But after several seconds, the expected slap did not fall. She opened a gap in her eyes and saw the uncle at the water station. Evil's wrist is being firmly grasped by his uncle.

At the last moment, Chen Xing couldn't bear it and launched a trio to stop Yang Zhiyong's atrocities.