I don't do A anymore!

Looking at Lin Chi from a distance,? He is so white and looks very thin, what is it if he is not a "little white face"?

If Lancelot and the others were here, they might use an expression of "I'm ready to attend your funeral", with an inscrutable smile, and give the bandits a death stare.

But none of them are here, only the "little boy" Lin Chi is here.

When the bandits reached the edge of the lawn where the grass seeds had just been sown, the new bandits vaguely felt that something was wrong.

Don't just stand straight and look at them, shouldn't these "cowardly" oasis people panic? !

Why don't you look scared at all?

There's even a little... Wanna laugh?

What the hell? !

While burying the grass seeds, No. [-] sighed: "These bandits don't seem to be hardworking at all. Look, their boss is actually a beer belly!"

Zhao Si also sighed: "There are several more mouths to eat."

Immediately afterwards, they both looked at No. [-], as if they were waiting for No. [-] to express his opinion.

No. [-]: "..."

In No. [-]'s heart, these bandits must not be able to escape the fate of planting grass, he just... feels sorry for himself.

After all, he was the one who actually managed the new gang of bandits, not No. [-] or Zhao Si.

No. [-] and Zhao Si, the dozens of people they know are already amazing, but let’s take care of this group of bandits who look different from them at first glance? The door - free.

The group of bandits stopped the brand new all-terrain transport vehicle next to Lin Chi very quickly. He gestured the heavy ground weapon in his hand to Lin Chi with disdain, and said arrogantly: "Squat down! I squat down! Little boy, huh,? Still planting grass? Planting grass when death is imminent? No future!"

Not far away, No. [-] and Zhao Si looked at each other, then rolled up their sleeves at the same time and came to defend Lin Chi.

However, Lin Chi just raised his hand lightly, signaling them not to act rashly.

He could tell,? This group of bandits is different from No. [-], No. [-], No. [-]. They just randomly got some ordinary hand-held surface weapons from the "starship people" , not even a transport device.

Only the bandits on the [-]rd had two or three camels in their hands, and they were confiscated by Mo Lansi and sent to the oasis camp to take care of them, becoming a means of public transportation.

Perhaps Lin Chi's over-calmness and the calm and strong Alpha pheromone on his body leaked something, the rampant smile on the new bandit leader's face suddenly became much smaller.

The new bandit leader looked at Lin Chi strangely.

Lin Chi met their eyes coolly.

He said word by word, "You have two choices now."

Lin Chi slowly raised his right hand, spread his index finger and middle finger: "First, admit your mistakes directly, reform your mistakes, and plant grass with us; second..."

Although the new bandit leader vaguely felt that something was wrong, he didn't think too much about it. After all, he looked very imposing with a brand new heavy weapon in his hand.

However, Lin Chi could tell at a glance that this bandit leader actually didn't know how to use heavy weapons at all, because he didn't even pull the safety catch.

The new bandit leader felt that he had nothing to fear, so he interrupted Lin Chi on the spot.

He showed Lin Chi a threatening face, grinning his teeth and said: "You little boy! What nonsense are you talking about?!"

Lin Chi glanced at him lazily, the scorching sun above his head made him not want to move much.

In the end, he just silently finished what he wanted to tell the other party.

"...Second, you were beaten to reform yourselves, start a new life, and then grow grass with us."

Behind Lin Chi, the subwoofer engine of the mecha "Fudo Front" roared as low as a hell three-headed dog.

Lin Chi coolly pushed away the aiming port of the heavy-duty weapon that the bandit leader was arrogantly pointing at his head, and the corners of his lips curved slightly: "I don't like people aiming weapons at me."

"It doesn't work if you don't open the insurance."

……

Fifteen minutes later, the bandits who had been beaten up by Molans to the point of pissing their noses and bruised their faces worked obediently under the sun, sweating profusely.

The new No. [-], the bandit leader with a beer belly, avoided Lin Chi and the two of them like a black-eyed chicken, and asked the No. [-] who supervised him cautiously and unwillingly: "Are you really bandits?"

No. [-] saw the crooked grass seeds planted like a stroke on No. [-], and his blood pressure rose. He replied angrily: "You bandit! Your whole family is a bandit! We're good now!"

Not far away, No. [-]'s supervision ability is not at ease, and No. [-] next to him is indistinct: "..."

Please, please, read more books, please? !

Congliang is not... Hey, it's not appropriate!Really inappropriate!

Number Four also felt that Number One's words were weird.

He touched the back of his head, and then saw number three not far away.

No. [-] is actually quite special among the bandits, after all, he is one of the few Beta bandit leaders.

"Hey?! That! I saw you on the 'Starship' side before! Didn't you--didn't you have a good talk with the 'Starship' people? Why are you planting grass here?"

Number three gave him a blank look: "Stop talking nonsense! Plant your grass!"

No. [-] immediately agitated and said: "Hey! Aren't you a big bandit? With such a group of people, what's wrong with you? Do you have to plant grass?!"

No. [-] seemed to have discovered a new continent, and he immediately shouted: "Okay! I didn't expect No. [-], you have thick eyebrows and big eyes, and you are very hardworking, but you are in the same group as those 'starship people'?!"

Although No. [-] also knew that No. [-] had no bad intentions, but he was not happy that this person was so smart that they all looked like second fools, and this person was getting closer to the eldest brother, surpassing him and Zhao Si.

No. [-] didn't bother to talk to No. [-], he said directly: "Aren't you the same? Don't tell me, the weapon that gave you the courage to go out and rob the oasis fell from the sky."

Number one: "..."

The truth is that.

Number three: "If we don't finish planting half of Xipo and Dongpo's plants today, we will see how big brother and sister-in-law will deal with us."

On the [-]st he stopped talking.

Although Lin Chi does not advocate corporal punishment, he insisted that a group of ex-bandits who could not read all the words write a "reflection letter" around the bonfire, and the number of words that ordinary ex-bandits required to write, these former bandit leaders To write double!

What's even more frightening is that after finishing writing, he recited his "reflection" aloud in front of everyone.

The eldest brother will also keep asking in a gentle voice, asking the deepest part of your soul, asking you to start wondering if you have really done something heinous.

If the daily "reflection" is not completed, the sister-in-law will stare at them and not allow them to sleep!

This is simply more insane than hanging them up to bask in the sun for a day!

Two days ago, there was an old oily bandit under number two who was lazy, and in the end he was even asked about autism with a smile by his elder brother. The dignified Alpha in his thirties hugged number two and cried for a long time before he got a splitting headache No. [-] was coaxed, but the next day her eyes were red and she couldn't lift her head.

Perhaps it was through subtle influences again and again that these former bandits were finally forced into the hearts of these former bandits with the idea that "labor is the most glorious, laziness is shameful and hateful".

In fact, since they started to live hard and were willing to use their own hands to create a home with enough food, water and drink without too many living troubles, they were no longer the bandits who used to be lazy and domineering.

When the surrounding environment has changed, even the bandits with the worst "nature" dare not be lazy anymore.

There is a "broken window effect" in this world, and there will naturally be a corresponding "new window effect".

A month later, the entire oasis was planted with windproof and sand-fixing grasses around the oasis.

There was wind and sand blowing over the leaves of the grass, which were so black that they could swallow everything, but human eyes saw the light from above.

At the very beginning, those bandits who came to the oasis to rob the oasis were still unconvinced, but after the wise man No. Under such circumstances, batch after batch of bandits became law-abiding and hardworking day by day.

When No. [-], with a beer belly, was teaching a new bandit how to plant grass one day, he suddenly realized that he seldom even swears.

There are countless curse words in this interstellar world that use Omega, Beta, and even women, but number four looks at Zhao Liu, who has a sincere and warm smile beside him, and treats him as his own grandson, secretly changing ways every day to send him sweetness to people's hearts. Sha Zao's Beta old lady, he really didn't want to say such a biased and insulting word, let alone let them hear it.

Most humans are emotional animals after all.

No. [-] would sometimes ask Lin Chi furtively: "Why is it that everyone has lost a lot of weight and suffered a lot, and may even suffer a lot in the future, yet no one escapes?"

Lin Chi smiled: "Because they believe that they are creating a brand new and more comfortable world for themselves."

Number Three: "Is this true?"

"Whether it's true or not, you can only know after you have done it, don't you?" Lin Chi paused, "Do you still remember that I once asked you what ideal is?"

Because of getting along with Lin Chi for a long time, the clever number three found that he was a good talker, especially to him.

So as time goes on, even if you are as cautious as No. [-], you will inevitably relax a little bit.

"We're just a bunch of bandits. We don't have any ideals. It's just... If we want to say it hard, those who are popular and drink hot food are our ideals..."

Lin Chi seemed to want to pat No. [-] on the shoulder, but he seemed to remember something when he stretched out his hand halfway, and abruptly withdrew his hand.

"It's not ideal to eat hot and drink spicy food."

The fluffy grass whirled as it was blown by the wind.

Lin Chi: "That is the most fundamental material need for human survival."

He paused: "But if you want everyone to eat and drink spicy food in a legitimate way, then it's very close to the ideal."

Number Three seemed to have finally figured out something.

So he asked Lin Chi: "So, you are actually not on the same side as those 'starship people'?"

Lin Chi happily looked at No. [-] with an idiot look: "Didn't I tell you a long time ago? I am the former chief commander of the empire, and our Xiaobai is the emperor of the empire."

No. [-]: "..."

really?I do not believe.

Only the newest bandits whine wildly, filled with resentment after a day of planting grass.

Obviously they are the bosses in the desert of this planet, but in the end, they need to do hard work that the timid oasis people don't do?

It’s too hard to plant grass in the sun, not to mention backaches, and those who are almost lazy bandits will get peeled in the sun!

The bandit who had just been captured was about to cry when he saw the sand and stones under his fingernails and his reddened skin.

It's a day that life is worse than death!

"Let's run away! We can't live through this day!"

"What are we planning?!"

However, the newly arrived bandits who had a broken heart broke down for a while, and suddenly found that they were the only ones among the group of grass growers who were breaking down and complaining, and the others didn't seem to be as dissatisfied as they were.

The careful bandits seemed to notice that a group of uncles and aunts who had not planted grass with them before dragged over with various containers.

The group of uncles and aunts arranged the containers neatly on the ground at the edge of the oasis, and the others began to line up consciously, taking out their own drinking containers... to cook?

The grass seeds of Pengcao look similar to black rice when cooked, but desert people definitely don't recognize it.

So some thick-skinned bandits curiously asked Zhao Si, who was relatively simple and talkative: "What is this?"

Zhao Si stood in the line obediently, and raised his eyelids to glance at the new bandit.

"food."

The new bandit couldn't believe it: "This is dark...can I eat it?"

Zhao Si sneered: "I like to eat or not."

However, the new bandits don't believe in evil, they want to jump in line to grab a meal made by one or two people and try it.

As a result... No. [-] directly led people to beat up the new bandits who robbed the food, and punished them to wait until everyone finished the meal.

A group of newly arrived bandits stood next to the rice cooking team with bruised noses and swollen faces. Their rough and fleshy hearts were gradually seduced by the fragrance of rice, and then they were hit by the cold and cruel reality.

It wasn't until everyone had finished eating that No. [-], who was watching them, led the bandits, who were as honest as quails, to line up in a crooked team to cook.

No. [-] stared at the uncles and aunts in the camp feeding the bandits one by one, and he even asked the bandits to thank the uncles and aunts who cooked for them.

The bandits who bowed their heads due to the situation thanked one after another, from being embarrassed at the beginning to being strangely numb in a trance at the end.

After the last bandit had finished cooking, No. [-] took out his own container to cook.

But the uncle and aunt gave him a meal with winks, and told him secretly that there was meat under the meal, which was picked out from the group of newcomers and given to him, which was usually invisible.

Originally, there were all kinds of strange bacon diced in the meal that Mo Lansi had brought back from boredom. It is normal for grandpa and aunt to keep some when cooking.

But Number Three glanced at the jar full of glistening meat, and he glanced up at the new bandit who pretended not to be staring at him—“Tsk.”

No. [-] went over one by one, snatched a spoonful of rice from their bowls, and gave them a spoonful of meat.

For this group of people on marginal planets who are all struggling below the poverty line, eating meat is a very happy thing.

Among the bruised and swollen bandits who were beaten by No. [-], one asked No. [-] embarrassedly why he didn't eat meat by himself, which was obviously reserved for him by those uncles and aunts.

No. [-] smiled indifferently and said that he ate every day in the camp, and he was already tired of eating.

The bandits didn't quite believe it, but they finally silently ate the meat that No. [-] gave them in exchange.

The mellow aroma of the original oil after being properly stir-fried bloomed on the tip of their dry tongues, like fireworks across the night sky, and like eternal bright stars.

And when they were eating on the [-]rd, the oldest grandma in the oasis came tremblingly with a bunch of bouncing radish heads and a rag bag of dates.

The old grandma has lost several teeth, and her speech is leaking, but her thin face looks very kind and gentle - everyone looks like a grandson.

She smiled and stuffed a handful of dates into the arms of the new bandit, her skinny fingers trembling slightly: "Thank you for running over from such a distance to plant grass. There is always sand in the oasis... Thanks to the grass you have worked so hard to plant, everyone is no longer hungry, and there is almost no wind and sand in the oasis... This is the date that grows on the sandy date tree in our oasis. It is sweet, you guys taste..."

The bandits froze for a moment, unable to figure out what was going on.

After all, they are bandits, and have always been hostile to the cowardly and self-reliant oasis people.

All of them were speechless as if a big stone had been stuffed in their throats, staring blankly.

No. [-], who ate quickly, coughed and reminded in a low voice: "Other people treat you well, what should you say?"

The bandits who didn't know what to say for a moment reacted immediately.

They quickly reacted from their stiff and bewildered state, flattered to take the sand dates from the old grandma with both hands, and hurriedly thanked them.

The old grandma was very happy, and one of them said——"Hey! They are all good grandchildren of grandma..."

She even tried her best to reach out and touched the head of the youngest new bandit: "You are the youngest grandson, I will give you one more big sweet date, and you are still growing, make up for it... Be good."

The new bandits looked indescribably strange.

They looked at each other.

Only the little bandit hugged the sandy dates given by the toothless grandma, and tears fell silently drop by drop.

He viciously picked up the dates and threw them into his mouth one by one, chewing on them. It was really sweet, and grandma didn't lie.

He misses his grandfather.

After a while, he quickly ate the dates and fried rice.

Put away his water bowl, licked the residue around his lips, wiped it off with his sleeve, and said to number three, "I'm going to plant grass."

He had an expression of "I finished planting early and finished work early, so I'm not moved, I didn't cry". When No. [-] saw it, he wanted to beat this "bear child", but he finally pushed him down and let him stand on the ground. Take a nap under the shade of the tree, and plant grass after the most terrifying time of the sun, without rushing for a while.

Even though the task of labor is actually very heavy, but No. [-] is the same as Lin Chi, they arrange the daily tasks according to everyone's ability.

The bandits who were discussing with a large group of people to escape at night suddenly lost their voice when they saw the little bandit.

Later, gradually no one mentioned the matter of escaping.

Human emotions are strange.

Eating the same pot of rice every day, doing the same job, drinking the water from the same desert spring, and even having the same grandma, who obviously has a different accent from all over the world. Oasis suddenly became brothers and sisters.

So much so that after getting a bowl of jujube with flat water from grandma, everyone was a little inexplicably happy to "become someone else's grandson and have many more brothers and sisters".

Mo Lansi and Lin Chi stayed in the shade of the tree and watched all this happen quietly.

Basically, when they have time, they will plant grass with everyone and eat together. Occasionally, Lin Chi can't help it, so he sneaks a sip of nutrient solution for a change.

Molansi withdrew his gaze: "You expected that the old lady could be used to influence them, so you ran over to take care of the old lady when she was sick?"

Lin Chi: "No, because this old grandma knows which sandy date tree in the oasis bears the sweetest fruit, and she always likes to leave the sweetest fruit to me. She said that I look the most like her grandson , fair and beautiful, and kind-hearted."

Mo Lansi made a rare joke: "I didn't expect that you also have the habit of loving being a grandson."

Lin Chi glanced at him: "But I just want to be your father."

Mo Lansi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh?"

Before Mo Lansi could push Lin Chi to the ground and let him know who is the father, the toothless grandmother walked over tremblingly holding the date that was secretly hidden in the deepest part of the cloth pocket.

She stuffed a handful of dates for Mo Lansi first: "Be good, little great-grandson..."

Then he gave Lin Chi another hand: "The eldest grandson is also very good today..."

"..."

Such ridiculous days lasted for a month.

One day a month later, Lin Chi looked at this group of ex-bandits who had begun to reflexively thank them and felt that something was wrong if they didn't work for a day, and finally decided to take the third stage of the plan.

He wants them to become people who can protect themselves from the bloodbathed Star Thief.

Because if this is not the case, how happy and innocent this oasis is now, when the real professional star thieves gather in a certain corner of this planet, all oases will be reduced to scorched earth.

Moreover, because the ten miles around the oasis are almost covered with grasses.

Now they only need to pick grass seeds every day, which can fully meet the survival needs of a large number of people in the oasis, and they can even fill a lot into the warehouse.

The warehouses in the oasis have been built from No. [-] to No. [-], and the eyes of most people are filled with magical happiness.

Only No. [-], he looked at the increasingly filling granary and population, and the deepest worry in his eyes gradually began to spread out.

He knows exactly what the people on the "starship" want, and for those star thief reservists who were induced and trained by the people on the "starship", an oasis like them with a dense population of young and middle-aged people and rich food, It is simply the fattest piece of fat.

And no matter how strong Mo Lansi is, he is just a person, a mecha.

Even if they are added to these ineffective former bandits.

It's also hard to protect yourself.

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