Chapter 8

At ten o'clock in the morning, after the morning rush hour of office workers, a flying motorcycle was drifting unscrupulously on the street. The buzzing sound of its engine was like the roar of a vicious beast, frequently attracting the gazes of passers-by.

A young man with sharp eyes recognized the model of Feimo and couldn't help but gasp. His companion saw him and asked him hurriedly, "What's wrong?"

"That's Black Light! Do you know how expensive it is? 15 million!"

"More expensive than a mecha?!"

"Purchase three ordinary mechas!"

"hiss--"

In just a few words, the black spot in front disappeared.

The motorcycle traveled westward, stopping outside the 33 Mall. A rider in black leather uniform jumped off his saddle, flipped off his helmet with one hand, and with the other, put on his large sunglasses, smoothing his long silver hair.

She walked towards the door in a dashing manner and tossed the helmet to the waiter at the door: "Help me watch it for a while, I'll be right back."

"Yes, miss!"

Even after everyone had left, the waiter was still staring blankly into the mall.

Sure enough, she came out after a while, holding a handbag in her hand. While taking back the helmet, she threw the star coin in her fingertips into the waiter's hand.

"Thank you." The voice was cold.

"Thank you, Miss!"

Similarly, the waiter didn't come to his senses until he saw Fei Mo disappear on the street, and looked at the star coin in his hand.

It turned out to be 1,000 star coins, which was more than his weekly salary!

Half an hour later, Xiyue arrived in Xicheng.

Although Xi Hai vigorously promoted equal rights reforms, he was, after all, merely the administrator of the sector, owning only a portion of its assets. Over time, regional disparities inevitably developed in Sector 33: the inner city was wealthy, the outer city was poor, the east city was splendid, the west city was chaotic.

Although it is "chaotic", it is more orderly than most star regions. It's just that there are dense crowds of people and all kinds of people gather here.

Xiyue needs this kind of place.

Xipo had said that the West City Secondhand Market was renowned throughout the galaxy, a great place for many to find bargains, and for others, the perfect place to buy some goods on the side. Because of the numerous street vendors, both military personnel and professionals alike loved to visit during their free time.

But…something seemed off about the secondhand market today. The connected buildings were still bustling with people, but the street vendors were nowhere to be seen.

Xiyue glanced at the bag in her hand and decided to go in and take a look. As long as her identity was not exposed, no matter what happened, it was not directed at her.

She parked her scooter in the parking space on the middle floor and just as she walked into the elevator, the door of a car opened.

The voices fell silent, and everyone in the car looked over.

The tallest young man stood in the middle, dressed in a white shirt, white suit, and white leather shoes. This made his black hair even darker, and his three-dimensional features were extremely visually impactful.

Coupled with the faint smile on his lips, he looks like a typical playboy.

——That should be it. Just look at the position and you will know, the moon is surrounded by stars, and those "stars" are also extraordinary.

As they briefly looked at each other, the elevator door was about to close. Unexpectedly, the man in white suddenly blocked the elevator door and smiled at her: "Lady, you are so handsome, won't you come in?"

Even someone as calm as Xiyue couldn't help but roll her eyes behind her sunglasses.

"I'll wait for the next one."

General Zhai also said, "Lord... let's go first."

"No. We agreed to go incognito, not to disturb the shopkeepers or the customers. If this young lady doesn't come up, won't she be disturbed?"

The followers looked at each other in confusion.

Xiyue couldn't help but roll her eyes again. She said she was going on an incognito visit, but she really wanted everyone to know. Was she stupid or...

A thought occurred to her: a secret visit?

Thinking back to the gossip he'd heard on the starship, "he'd been hanging out at a casino all night," could he be Admiral Yuan? The man who'd succeeded Xi Hai in ruling the eight star regions and taking the helm of the 33rd Legion?

General Yuan's smile was filled with mischief: "Miss, if you don't come up now, they will cry."

They must be eager to find a place to hide. They have never seen such a shameful coach like you.

Xi Yue glanced at the followers and roughly guessed their identities: they were all senior officers of the 33rd Legion. They could express such indescribable expressions in front of their boss, which showed that Xi Hai had taught them well.

However, now was not the time to fight him. Perhaps it would be his turn sooner or later, but the creditor at the forefront was Shi Liheng.

Xiyue took a step to the side, intending to turn a blind eye to the situation, but her sight suddenly froze and she moved back.

Remote control.

It hung around General Yuan's waist, swaying precariously as he stepped on his toes.

Having had experience with lipstick, Xiyue naturally didn't think it was really just a remote control. Judging from its position, it was most likely the other person's belt. Because in her eyes, General Yuan didn't have a belt on his trousers.

How do I get this?

Do I have to grope for the belt buckle and take the opportunity to pull it out?

Xiyue closed her eyes. Regarding this operation, she could only think of one word: □□.

Sorry, she wouldn't eat anything even if she was extremely hungry. Besides, this twenty-year-old body was essentially a high school senior.

General Yuan assumed she had changed her mind, stepped out of the elevator, and stepped aside politely, "Miss, please."

Xiyue curled her lips into a smile, then—grabbed the remote control and ran away.

As she expected, the remote control in her eyes and in the eyes of others was real.

In her eyes, it is a remote control, so she can take it as long as she can reach it.

In the eyes of others, it was just a belt, so... a group of senior officers of the 33rd Legion watched helplessly as the new commander's sapphire belt was taken away.

This gave Xiyue a chance to escape.

Jumping on a flying motorcycle and running is fast, but the speed of a flying motorcycle can never compare to that of a starship or a mecha, so she made a quick decision and rushed into the stairwell.

As the fire door slammed shut, a voice came from behind: "Chase! Chase!"

On the second day after taking office, the head coach had his belt snatched away in public. If word got out, the head coach might be able to save face, but what about the No. 33 Legion?!

Thus, a vigorous chase began. However, the group of people were running around like headless flies on each floor, and they had no idea where the robber was.

But the target's features are very obvious, long silver hair and black leather jacket.

Although the secondhand market was located in a high-rise building, the floors resembled ordinary streets, with shops on either side and a bustling aisle in the middle. The pursuers split up into several groups, each searching independently, causing chaos in the market, and people pointed at their heads and cursed them.

Few people knew senior military officers, let alone those accompanying General Yuan in plain clothes. Under these circumstances, no one would dare reveal their identities and impose martial law on the market.

In front of a store, Xiyue, wrapped in a piece of red cloth that she had picked up from somewhere, watched the riot spread into the distance.

She smiled slightly and simply tied the red cloth under her chin. Just as she was about to leave, someone suddenly grabbed her wrist.

“This way!”

Xi Yue was startled: "Xiang Jia?"

"Shh, follow me."

Xiang Jia pulled Xi Yue into a crossroads, then suddenly frowned and hid in a nearby clothing store.

The breathing light on her headphones was flashing.

At the same time, General Zhai's figure flashed past the door of the store.

After a while, Xiang Jia breathed a sigh of relief and whispered, "It's okay. The general said they were making a fuss and asked them to withdraw."

It was a false alarm.

It fits the character of a dandy boy.

"Why are you here?"

Xi Yue and Xiang Jia said in unison, paused, and then laughed.

"General Yuan was traveling incognito, without even his mecha case, so of course he had to send someone to secretly protect him. I happened to be assigned to the berthing deck, and when I saw you riding in on your flying motorcycle, I became suspicious."

"I—" Xiyue pointed at the sunglasses and the leather jacket under the red cloth, "You can recognize all this?"

Xiang Jia smiled and said, "Others can't do it, but I can. After all, I've been with the young lady day and night for two years."

"When are you always together?"

"That's not the case. Miss always understands my hard work and gives me a short vacation when I don't go out..." Xiang Jia noticed the strangeness of this question and became puzzled. "Why do you ask this, Miss?"

Xiyue casually made up an excuse: "Nothing, I've been through a lot recently, so I forget things from the past quickly. By the way, there's no such thing as Miss now, so call me Xiyue from now on."

"Uh," Xiang Jia couldn't change his words for a moment, so he simply jumped over and asked, "What are you doing here, and why are you dressed like this..."

"It's a long story. Do you have time to accompany me to sell some things?" Xi Yue lifted the bag in her hand.

Xiang Jia understood, and with the recyclables in her bag, she nodded. "It just so happens that General Yuan has returned, the mission is over, and he has time. That mecha is sold here, I'll take you there."

Just in case, Xiyue bought a set of clothes to change into on the spot at Xiang Jia's suggestion.

She was just about to pay when she remembered that she had a shopping mission on this trip, so she started shopping and bought a few sets of underwear and innerwear for Xipo and Xiyao.

"Clothes in the second-hand market are all recycled and remade, and they are not as comfortable as brand new ones."

"We've already fallen into the garbage zone, what are you still picking?" Xi Yue said with a smile, holding out a coat, "Is this Xipo coat enough for me? Is it too small?"

"The young master is tall, so he might need a size up." Xiang Jia replied, then suddenly sighed, "Thank you for your hard work, Miss."

Once Commander Xi left, the burden of taking care of his younger siblings fell on Xi Yue, who had no mental strength left.

"Calling you Miss again." Xi Yue glanced at her with a smile.

Since the shopping started, Xiyue simply bought everything on the shopping list in one stop.

The most important thing was food. Old Man Li didn't have any cooking utensils in his house, so compressed food was the most convenient. So he bought a large bag of it, which, if he saved a little, would be enough to last him ten days.

Next was drinking water. Water was heavy, and she couldn't take much. Xipo had said there were many filters on the market that could filter out clean and safe drinking water even if you threw a handful of wet mud into them.

So Xiyue asked Xiang Jia to accompany her to pick one, which was of course also a refurbished second-hand one.

Thinking that the military backpack was too eye-catching, I bought a large khaki backpack. It was ugly, but it was sturdy and could hold a lot of things.

Finally, there is the optical computer.

Xiyue hadn't decided whether to use the laptop. Rationally, it was best to stay away from it to conceal her whereabouts. But when she retrieved the cash Xiang Jia had left in the locker at the mall, she realized she had greatly underestimated the convenience of the laptop account.

Firstly, it is too heavy, secondly, it is unsafe, and it is inconvenient to pay and get change.

In the future, when I need to purchase expensive supplies, I can't always carry a bag of cash with me. Even more so, if my family becomes wealthy in the future, will I have to keep a pile of cash under my bed?

Seeing her lingering outside several shops selling second-hand optical computers, Xiang Jia roughly sensed her hidden worries and said, "The shop that bought the mecha is a well-known black market dealer. They sell everything from mecha optical computers to weapons. Why don't you go there and ask?"

Xiyue was a little surprised: "There is such a store? What's its name?"

Xiang Jia: "It's not easy."

At the same time, in the Admiral's Mansion of Sector 33.

Yuan Xu changed his clothes and walked up to the rooftop. As he boarded his starship, the butler hurriedly caught up with him.

"Admiral, my Admiral, where are you going without eating in the middle of the day? Didn't you just get back?"

Before he could pull himself up, Yuan Xu quickly closed the hatch, opened the window a crack, and said with a smile, "It's been a while since I last went there, let's go take a look."