Bird Island, Zhao Maomao preserves clues.

At a five-star hotel, Zhao Maomao got caught up in the scheme.

...

Xia Chuhe joked, "We're doing a high-risk job, you'll have to sign a non-compete agreement before you can leave."

Although Zhao Maomao didn't understand what a non-compete agreement was, he readily agreed: "I'll sign it, I'm willing to sign anything. Boss, I'm just... I'm really afraid of dying."

Xia Chuhe explained to him, "It's not that I don't trust you, but I'm facing danger ahead and my escape route is blocked. It's one thing if I'm alone, but I can't disregard everyone's safety. We're just signing a contract, agreeing not to reveal what you've been through recently, or our future plans."

Zhao Maomao swore an oath: "I'll sign! I absolutely won't tell! If I leak even a single piece of information, may I be condemned to a single dungeon, be haunted by mutated beasts, and die a horrible death, without even a complete corpse!"

Xia Chuhe ignored his nonsense and only asked him, "Have you thought about where you're going in the future?"

Zhao Maomao said in a low voice, "I don't want to go back to the base. I think the trading market is developing well now. I can buy or rent a small shop there and do some small business."

“Okay, if you encounter any difficulties, you can ask the Xintian Gang for help, or you can ask me.” Xia Chuhe stopped patting Zhao Maomao. “Let’s go, and let the others know so we can throw you a farewell party.”

Zhao Maomao murmured softly, "No, no need."

Xia Chuhe didn't turn around; perhaps he hadn't heard her.

After the two walked for a long time, Li Qiusheng's head emerged from the ground.

Li Qiusheng swore that she really didn't eavesdrop on purpose; she just happened to be taking a walk underground!

The sandstorm gradually subsided, revealing the sun slowly setting in the west.

Weng Xintian drafted the lease terms, which Xia Chuhe checked and signed. Then he asked his teammates to sign their names one by one (except for Zhao Maomao's).

When Xia Chuhe returned the contract to Weng Xintian, he asked, "Do you have any other contracts with special effects? Give me one."

Weng Xintian didn't ask any questions and gave it to her directly.

Xia Chuhe gestured with his chin toward Zhao Maomao: "My friend wants to develop his career at the Cape Trading Center. Can you help him out a bit? No need to go to any extra trouble."

Weng Xintian laughed and said, "You've practically taken care of half of our trading area. Don't even mention taking care of him; I could easily arrange a minor leadership position for him."

"Forget it, I don't think he wants to live a life of fighting and killing right now. Let him fend for himself, as long as no one bullies him."

Weng Xintian: "Don't worry, the rules of the trading market are becoming more and more comprehensive. When you come back, you will be very surprised."

"Oh right, I forgot to ask, what are the origins of Dream Chaser City and Crescent Moon City? They don't seem to have many people, and their equipment isn't very good. Can't they just be annexed?"

According to the planned route, Dream City was the next landmark to be passed, and Xia Chuhe took this opportunity to find out more about it.

"Shh, don't say that in front of others later." Weng Xintian immediately recognized Xia Chuhe's ulterior motive. "Any territory belonging to a powerful force with a reputation is protected by rules, just like the rules in a dungeon. To conquer Dream City, you have to break its rules first. Do you think the Cape Trading Market keeps changing hands? Because its rules are too simple—trade is paramount. The rules of Dream City are much more complex..."

Weng Xintian said a lot of things, which were roughly the same as what Bu Yi had said, such as choosing the most good-looking person to be the Dream Star, and the Dream Chaser who was willing to worship the Dream Star.

Weng Xintian advised Xia Chuhe: "Can't you use a living map to find underground passages? I suggest you just go through Dream City underground quickly, don't make a fuss, or you'll waste too much time."

Xia Chuhe teased him, "You seem to have forgotten what your eldest sister said. She told me to experience more things."

"Alright, if you insist on going, just let me know if anything happens. I'll be supervising the construction nearby recently." Weng Xintian teased Xia Chuhe in return, "Hey, if you die, you won't get a share of the money our trading market makes."

Xia Chuhe laughed and said, "Don't worry, evil people live for a thousand years."

...

After Zhao Maomao signed the confidentiality agreement, Xia Chuhe walked around alone.

After the instance disappeared, a large area of ​​ruins appeared on the spot. The walls were broken and crumbling, with the walls separating the rooms still standing on the east wall, and half of a reception desk in a corner on the first floor, vaguely resembling the hotel.

As she walked, Xia Chuhe bumped into a round, hard object on the ground. She dug it out and saw that it was a rubber wheel, exactly the same as the small wheel that had run over her foot three days ago.

...

As the rabbit leaps and the crows fall, travelers return home.

The members of the Meow Meow Legion followed the Xintian Gang to the trading market to choose a place to settle down, while the Xintian Gang left only a few people to guard the place.

After spending most of the day together, the teammates reunited. The usually lively Li Qiusheng was preoccupied with Zhao Maomao's matter and had no mood to talk, so the atmosphere became quiet.

Xia Chuhe instructed Bao'er: "Start a fire and make it look nice."

Bao'er: "..."

Bao'er was no longer the Bao'er who only knew about roses when she first arrived in the wasteland. With a flick of her little hands, a fiery lotus flower bloomed before everyone.

Xia Chuhe enthusiastically placed an ear of corn under each flower petal, totaling more than twenty ears. She then brought out a barbecue grill that had never been used before from the farm, lit a fire, placed eggs and canned goods on it, and even magically produced a basin of marinated meat.

"Hehe, I found a spot this afternoon, killed a few chickens and marinated them. We'll have something good to eat tonight."

Xia Chuhe then took out a smaller basin and a bag of food, instructing Bao'er to deliver them to the Xintian Gang members who remained behind. The others disinfected their weapons and then used them to skewer chicken. Among them, Lu Dangui's throwing nails and knives played a crucial role.

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