Star Iron: I picked up a secretary at the beginning of March 7th

Just when Hualin was tossing and turning and unable to sleep, our Cyanhai group started to bicker again.

"Why do I always feel that this place is so familiar?" "Familiar? Come on, miss, the upper and lower floors have been sealed off for so long, how could you have been here." "But I... forget it."

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"Is this a restaurant?" "It used to be, and it was the one with the best reputation in town. When she was in the orphanage, Nata would always bring well-behaved children to improve the food." "Then she brought you here. ?" "Do you think I will be the kind of child who behaves well?" "No." "That's incredible."

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After an unknown amount of time, everyone finally arrived at their destination, and Xingya was freed from the bickering between the two. "Strange, why are they all empty?" Xier looked for the items in the place Natasha said, but found that everything was missing.

"They won't be taken away by those monsters that split the world just now, right?" It’s so neat and tidy, it doesn’t look like a world-splitting creature has been here.”

"You mean... someone took a step ahead of us and took away the things!" As soon as Xi'er finished speaking, the box next to her seemed to be hit by a figure and fell to the ground.

"Who is it?" Upon hearing the noise, Xi'er quickly took out her sickle and looked around cautiously, and then...

"Eric? Kid, why did you come here alone? Don't you know it's very dangerous here?" After seeing the person clearly, Xi'er lectured angrily.

"Xie...Xie'er? You...are you taking care of me? I can go wherever I want!" Seeing that he was discovered, Eric felt guilty, so he used a loud voice to cover up his panic, but there was no trace of it. effect.

"You took everything away? You are quite capable." Xi'er said angrily, staring at Eric, "If we don't help you get rid of these monsters, how long are you going to hide?"

"You don't have to worry about it, I...I can handle it myself." Eric said firmly. If it weren't for his trembling legs, Xing and Bronya might have truly believed it.

"Okay, Xi'er, there's no need to embarrass him like this." Xing was still a little soft-hearted and began to plead for Eric, but Xi'er refused: "You don't know, this kid is a famous thief in the town, if not If I remember correctly, his clothes were also stolen from other people."

"I just don't understand. Why do you need these supplies? We are here to save people." Xi'er asked impatiently, her annoyance visible to the naked eye.

"Two hundred..." "What?" "Two hundred Winter City shields." Eric raised his head timidly and said, his voice not loud, but very firm.

"It's already this time? Do you still want to bargain?" Hearing Eric's words, Xier became even more irritated.

"It's different this time. My dad, he...he..." "Using your dad as a shield again, right? If he knew what you were like now, wouldn't he beat you up?" Hearing that Eric was still there Sophistry made Xi'er even more angry. Xing on the side asked weakly: "Well, what is the concept of two hundred Winter City shields?"

"Not much." Bronya said helplessly from the side, "But I lost my wallet when I was chasing you." "You are really ready to give him money." Xi'er felt extremely tired and suddenly regretted herself for a moment. The impulse brought the two of them.

"Xie'er, forget it. Here, this is for you." Bronya took out a medal and put it gently in Eric's hand, "This is the medal awarded to me by the 'Builder of the City'. Anyone with a discerning eye can tell it at a glance. I can see its value." "Sister...I..." "But you have to promise me not to steal anything again in the future, okay?"

"...Well, I will, thank you, unknown big sister." Eric thanked him, pointed to the wooden box in the distance and said: "The things you want are there, you have to be careful. , I will go back first."

After saying that, Eric slipped away like oil on his feet. Xi'er looked at Bronya in confusion and asked: "That thing is very important to you, why do you do that?"

"If I can make him learn well by paying this price, I won't feel bad at all." Bronya said indifferently, "If he doesn't change, it will be a lesson to me."

"You...forget it, let's go to the next place." Xi'er turned around and led everyone deeper.

As everyone continued to move forward, an orphanage that was dilapidated but still impressive appeared in front of everyone.

The dilapidated stairs reflect its antiquity, and the thick moss on the steps bears witness to its story.

The street lights on both sides of the road were dimly lit and covered with cobwebs. I wonder how bright they will be after they are cleaned.

There are still children's random graffiti on the wall. Time has taken away a lot of the colors of the graffiti, but the outlines are still clearly visible.

The walls are covered with green moss and the tiles are freshly plucked. They are haggard and prosperous in places, showing in the secluded space.

"This is the orphanage, where you once lived?" Xing asked Xi'er as he looked at the orphanage in front of him that still retained traces of his childhood.

"Isn't it obvious?" Xi'er pointed to the amusement facilities nearby and introduced to Xing, her tone full of nostalgia: "This is where we usually play, the slides, and the swings. And there is where we study and sleep. . Well, although to me, it’s just a place to sleep.”

"No, no, no, I just feel that this place doesn't look like a place eroded by the Rift. Compared with other places, it looks very new."

"Because I will come over and clean when I have time." Xi'er walked to the slide and stroked it gently, looking a little melancholy. "Tell me, if we worked together to fight against the rift, what would this place be like?"

"I don't know what it will look like, but what I want to know more is: Have these things expired?" Bronya interrupted Xi'er's recollection and analyzed rationally.

"Do you think people in our lower area will care about this? It's good if it's useful. Come here and help." Seeing Xi'er and Bronya starting to quarrel again, Xing simply said nothing and lowered his presence to enjoy the melon.

"Strange...empty...empty...still empty! What on earth is going on?" Xi'er went crazy looking at the empty box in front of her. In lower-class areas where medical resources are scarce and the treatment environment is harsh, a bottle of alcohol and a roll of gauze can save many people. But now, when Xi'er looked at the box that was emptier than Hualin's mobile phone account and wallet, she felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

(Mr. Hua: What are you talking about? What are you talking about! I just handed over the money to my girlfriend and asked my family to keep it for a period of time in March. I still have money, okay?)