Data Wasteland

"Boom!"

A half-meter-long blue flame spouted from the muzzle, directly hitting the tin man as the target. A large hole was opened in the chest, and all the filling inside was ejected from the back.

In the shooting room of the underground auction site, the female receptionist looked shocked at Chen Xing putting away the sniper rifle, and asked in a trembling voice, "Are you a guard-level adult?" The other party broke with a single shot. Tin Man, this power is terrible. The iron man's defensive ability is designed in accordance with the second-level psychic armor and 35 points of muscle strength, and the opponent uses a heavy sniper rifle that is not known for its power.

She has been a receptionist here for six years. She has seen so many soldiers and knows the strength of elite-level fighters, so she mistakenly thought that Chen Xing was a strong guard-level fighter.

But in fact, Chen Xing used a trio, which directly increased the power three times and pierced the Tin Man.

"Do you want to date me?" Chen Xing asked with a grin.

Two red clouds flew up on the female receptionist's face immediately, and she wanted to agree, but she was a little bit twisted. When she wanted to speak, the other person's figure had disappeared at the end of the aisle.

After buying the weapons, Chen Xing only had more than 300 gold coins in cash. But things are going well, and he is in a good mood, sweeping away the haze of going out in the morning. On the way back to Nuanxinlou, he turned into a snack shop and bought a box of Nakamura Foods' chocolates.

The things are beautifully packaged, just as the people of Hezuo are careful and careful. Iron box with ribbons tied on it. The lid is translucent, and the heart-shaped chocolate in white, black and pink can be seen inside. But the price is not cheap, it cost him two gold coins.

After walking along the street for half an hour, turning into the red light district, and walking for a while, he came to the small building on the second floor. The door was open, and there was no one in the front hall. He walked in, and then heard the sound of talking in the kitchen.

"Xue Fei, is it all right?" The voice was a bit thick, it was Su Muzhu's.

"Well, it's going to be done soon..." Su Xuefei said, "Ah, how much is the electricity bill for this month, I haven't included it yet..."

"Let's see..." The sound of turning over the paper sounded inside, "Three gold, six silver, five bronze and two li."

"Adding three, six, five and two, a total of seven, nine, nine, eighty-five, including rent, water and electricity, management fees and taxes, a total of seventy-nine gold, nine silver, eight bronze and five percent." Su Xuefei's voice.

"Hey..." Su Muzhu inside sighed, "Days are getting more and more sad. The three-month guarantee is about to expire. The five of us here are another sum of money. Those businessmen are too black-hearted... "

Hearing this, Chen Xing couldn't help being surprised. It turned out that their mother and daughter were refugees. He originally thought they were citizens, but they were deprived of them only after an accident. It now appears that it is not the same thing at all. Refugees cannot stay in the city for a long time and need to find a guarantor, and the maximum time cannot exceed three months at a time.

Like him now, the old workhorse only guaranteed one month. As soon as the time limit expires, he must leave the city immediately, otherwise he will be caught by the patrol, and he will not only be forcibly evicted, but also fined. Moreover, the clearnet system is extremely powerful, and illegal residents are almost invisible. As soon as the time has passed, there will be patrolmen over in five minutes.

The most common method is to find a local chamber of commerce. They have someone to do this, charge a certain commission, and then arrange a guarantee from the merchant in the meeting.

The Orioles are in the skin and flesh business. Although it seems that their income is not low, they are exploited here and there, and there is not much left.

"Mom, or I..." Su Xuefei stopped talking.

"No, Mom can hold it, you can read a good book with peace of mind. In the future, Mom will find a good person for you." Su Muzhu said.

"The young master of the Hoover family is chasing me, or else..."

Su Xuefei was interrupted by Su Muzhu when she was halfway talking, "It's useless, how much money can a collateral child have, and what kind of life can he bring to you? And he is only two years older than you, eighteen this year. , Mao hasn’t grown up, and I have to listen to everything at home. What can I do to help? And ah, you are not a few years younger than him. When people get married, they will still remember you?"

"Moore's old man, he seems, as if to me..."

"Oh, that's too old, it's almost 80, it's not wrong to you. Moreover, the water in the Moore's house is too deep and the family has a big business. Even if you follow the old man, you may not be able to leave in the future What's the benefit? Let's not provoke the Moores. That Roy is too smart and notoriously cruel. If we touch his cake, it will be divided into pieces tomorrow and thrown into the sewer. "

Listening to the words of the two mothers and daughters, Chen Xing felt cold and uncomfortable. He turned around and wanted to go, but heard that he was talking about him again, so he stopped and continued to eavesdrop.

"Don't be fascinated by that kid. Although I think he is pretty good, he is always a poor ghost." Su Muzhu taught.

"He, he has money." Su Xuefei argued.

"What kind of money can he have? Isn't it just a little money for life? It's also a refugee and a mercenary, just like your dead ghost father. In the end, he desperately died on the battlefield, leaving nothing for our mother and daughter. He feels comfortable, stretched out his legs, and it's over, leaving us alone..." Su Muzhu's voice was a bit sad and sad.

"mom……

"Su Xuefei was a little anxious, "I, what's wrong with him..."

Chen Xing shook his head secretly, and was about to leave, but when he heard the new topic, he froze suddenly.

"Oh, by the way, did that kid have seen you before?" Su Muzhu wondered.

"No." Su Xuefei said blankly.

"Yeah, I have never heard you talk about this person before, so I think it's very strange that you found out that..." Su Muzhu's voice became smaller, "The way he looks at you, it looks like he knew you a long time ago. ."

"Mom, what you said is so scary." Su Xuefei's voice also became smaller. "I really haven't seen him. You said, could it be an illusion?"

"Perhaps it is. There have been too many bad things recently, and I don't have a good rest."

Chen Xing breathed a sigh of relief and turned upstairs. But halfway through, he came down again. He felt that he should work hard, even if it was for the love of the year, he should not give up easily. At least, he has to say everything that should be said. As for how to decide, it is their own business.

He deliberately increased his steps, attracted the attention of the two mothers and daughters, and walked into the kitchen.

Perhaps it was worried that the conversation just now was overheard, and both mother and daughter looked a little cramped. Chen Xing smiled slightly and put the chocolate on the table.

"I just came back, this is for you."

"Thank you." Su Xuefei smiled warmly and bowed to Chen Xing.

"Oh, it cost you money again. You're welcome, hey, what brand is this? Oh, Nakamura Foods. It's too wasteful. Why don't you buy two big chickens back..." Su Muzhu babbled.

"I heard what you said just now." Chen Xing said suddenly.

Su Muzhu's voice stopped abruptly, and she looked at him blankly. Su Xuefei flushed, lowered her head and tugged at the corners of her clothes, as if she wanted to find a hole in the ground.

Chen Xing's face remained as usual, and he said to himself, "Actually, I don't think we have to pursue those. Those who are too luxurious in life are just plain."

"Isn't it good to find a job and live a small life safely? I will have two children in the future and watch them grow up..." Chen Xing said sincerely.

"Haha..." Su Muzhu sneered and interrupted Chen Xing, "Then find a mercenary like you, who lives in a slum in the fringe town, eats food that is hard to swallow, and has to be frightened every day. When will my husband be Dying on the battlefield, when will someone break in and be violent..." She stared at the mercenary in front of her and asked, "Is that true?"

For a while, Chen Xing was speechless. All thoughts about the rhetoric became pale and weak.