Wang Gang shifted his position as if he were sitting on a leather chair that had been exposed to the scorching summer sun.
Xia Chuhe remained silent. Dealing with shameless scoundrels requires overwhelming them with words. But dealing with an honest man like Wang Gang…
An honest person's self-conception would lead him to hand himself over to Xia Chuhe, willingly allowing Xia Chuhe to manipulate him.
"Um, um, the people in our organization don't use Fetion." Wang Gang stammered out two strings of numbers. "If you ever need my help, send the information to this coordinate, and I'll do anything for you, even if it kills me."
Wang Yan smacked him again: "Are you trying to kill our Sister Xia? Your lighthouse's contact point is not a place where humans can go. There are more mutated creatures than sand along that route."
Wang Gang's face turned red, and he remained silent.
Seeing that he couldn't squeeze any more out of him, Xia Chuhe tried to smooth things over, saying, "What do you mean by 'die'? I don't want your life, nor will I risk it to beg for your help."
Wang Gang felt even more guilty.
...
The hummingbird dutifully acted as a navigator on Xia Chuhe's shoulder, as there was only one main road along this route, and the directions were all repetitive.
Old Qin, who was usually quiet, suddenly said, "Do you still have the video you showed me before? I'd like to watch it again."
Xia Chuhe glanced at the hummingbird.
Hummingbird tactfully pulled up a video of the man with a thousand faces.
Old Qin remained silent, not uttering a single word.
Seven million is no small sum, and even with Xia Chuhe's guarantee, Lao Qin still felt uneasy about taking it.
In the past few days, Lao Qin has been recalling his past life over and over again, comparing each person in his memory with the Thousand Faces Man.
He still hasn't found someone who resembles the Thousand-Faced Man.
However, in his youth, there was a boy whose demeanor and bearing were very similar to the Thousand-Faced Man. If that boy had grown up safely, perhaps he would have grown into the Thousand-Faced Man himself.
Old Qin asked Wang Gang, "Did this person join Lighthouse twenty-three years ago?"
"I don't know, I haven't been with the Lighthouse for long. But he's been with the Lighthouse longer than me, and I heard that the boss personally brought him from a nearby base."
"Is there another ability of his that is related to speed?"
“I know that. I heard that he only had the ability to teleport short distances at first, and only gained the ability to change and imitate after joining the Lighthouse.” Wang Gang said bitterly, “The base has ruined him.”
Having said that, Lao Qin confirmed the identity of the Thousand-Faced Man.
He was one of his android roommates, with whom he grew up and who was as close as a brother.
During his adventure at the age of fourteen, he encountered a mutated rose, and Qin unexpectedly survived. He thought he was the only one who hadn't died, but to his surprise, Asu was also alive and had even joined the Lighthouse.
Old Qin was overwhelmed with mixed feelings, unsure whether to be thankful that his old friend was still alive or to resent that he hadn't shown up until today.
Over the past twenty-three years, Lao Qin has single-handedly paid off the child support payments for eight people, while Asu has never appeared.
Now, Lao Qin's life in the Holy Fire Meow Meow Legion is barely stable. What's the point of Asu suddenly appearing and giving him something worth seven million?
Old Qin couldn't understand it.
Xia Chuhe didn't interfere too much with Lao Qin's affairs; she calmly asked Hummingbird to switch back to the video used for navigation.
The tractor slowly made its way towards Taoyuan Village, and the number of roadside shops gradually decreased.
Xia Chuhe said, "I'm so bored. Let's do something interesting."
"What is it?" Wang Yan was the first to respond.
Xia Chuhe looked at the small shop by the roadside: "Robbery."
Wang Yan: "..."
Xin Diao, who had been half-closing her eyes, suddenly perked up, looking ready to get down to business: "Let's go, let's show some manners."
Xia Chuhe slowed down the tractor and handed it over to Wang Gang, instructing Wang Gang to slowly drive the tractor to meet them.
Wang Yan entered the shop and talked to the animals that guarded it, thus lowering their guard.
Boss Xin and Sister Diao controlled the scene, while Xia Chuhe went on a shopping spree.
Perhaps because this place belongs to the animal kingdom, the store mainly sells animal feed, animal products, and agricultural tools.
Xia Chuhe finished sweeping the items and ran off, so fast that the shop assistants almost couldn't react.
Perhaps work has numbed people, because the shop assistants were sluggish in their pursuit.
Xia Chuhe didn't grab many stores, only three or four in total.
The shop assistants seem to have a distance limit; they can't stray too far from the store. They usually stop chasing after someone after a few hundred meters.
The stolen goods made the farm a mess.
The journey on the tractor was pleasant, slow, and a little exciting, lasting from midday until dusk.
The group stopped and set up camp.
Because of the limited water supply, Xia Chuhe distributed milk and bread made from whole grains to everyone.
Wang Yan and Lao Qin ate with great relish.
Wang Gang looked at him with pity: "Why don't you all join the Lighthouse? At the Lighthouse, almost everyone can get normal food."
Wang Yan and Lao Qin ignored him. Although being a mercenary meant risking their lives, it was still better than being a rebellious soldier who didn't care about his own life.
Based on the video length, Xia Chuhe silently estimated their distance from Taoyuan Village. A journey that would take a truck a day would take a tractor four.
What's even more disheartening is that the tractor only has enough fuel for three days.
Xia Chuhe checked the other farm machinery on the farm, and thankfully, the oil from the other machines could be transferred over and still be used.
"Are there any places to buy diesel fuel in the wasteland?" Xia Chuhe asked.
Wang Yan and Lao Qin both shook their heads; they had never even heard of diesel fuel.
Xin Diao did know a little: "Diesel is a non-renewable resource, and private use is not allowed in the wasteland, so it can't be bought."
Xia Chuhe: "..."
Wang Yan suggested to her: "You can find someone to modify the energy conversion machine of this tractor to use renewable resources, but it may be more expensive."
Xia Chuhe: "..." I feel it's more cost-effective to buy the new farming tools for the wasteland. We'll talk about it later.
Nothing happened that night.
The next day, the group continued their journey.
Wang Yan's mutation spread to his face, and he grew rat whiskers of varying lengths.
Wang Yan reluctantly plucked a beard hair, which made him wince in pain.
Wang Yan showed no sign of stopping and continued to pull.
Xia Chuhe teased him, "Where's your beard? Don't throw it away, give it to me."
Wang Yan stroked his beard and handed it to Xia Chuhe: "Sister Xia, what do you need this for?"
"Oh, I've heard that beards bring good luck and fortune. If you don't want it, I'll take it."
Upon hearing the word "fortune," Wang Yan immediately withdrew his claws, wishing he could put the plucked whiskers back in.
Wang Yan stroked his mustache lovingly, silently praying, "Get rich, get rich, get rich, bless me to become very wealthy..."
Xia Chuhe tilted his head, a slight smile curving his lips.
Xin Diao clicked his tongue and said, "You really will say anything to fool a fool."
Xia Chuhe explained in a serious tone, "These are all recorded. If you don't believe me, you can check them out when you get back to the wasteland."
Wang Yan glanced at Boss Xin, then at Xia Chuhe, and decided to trust his sister Xia.
Follow Sister Xia, and you'll get to eat meat.
Apart from Wang Yan's gradual alienation, nothing happened along the way.
On the seventh day, the group finally returned to Peach Blossom Village.
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