"Given the current development trend, this outcome is inevitable," Wang Xuefeng said.
“The overall progress of migration is still very slow.” Xiao He shook his head.
She hasn't been idle this past month either, frequently stepping in personally to guide villages that are comparable to primitive tribes.
Meanwhile, on the other side of the continent, Valerie went to each of the "Abyss Concentration Camps" to set up barriers to ensure the basic security of these places.
Everything seemed to be proceeding smoothly.
Ultimately, those cities that were marked by the four-sided crescent moon by chance became the best places for people to take refuge.
Just like Flying Dragon City.
A ready-made city, no need for people to rebuild it.
As long as the migrants had some money, they could buy a small house anywhere in the city and obtain the right to live there.
Even if all else fails, signing a five-year labor contract with Yang Xing's factory would allow them to use 5%-20% of their monthly salary to pay off their mortgage.
The percentage depends on the chosen family layout and size. It's quite fair and easy to accept.
Just like the old man in front of Xiao He, who was all alone and destitute, a 20-square-meter room was enough for him to live in.
In Flying Dragon City, such small houses are very cheap.
Because it has no bathroom, no kitchen, only a small living room and a bedroom. Most of them don't even have balconies, only a small window for ventilation.
Residents can cook and eat at the public canteen, and there are also public toilets and bathhouses distributed between the buildings.
These houses, known as "honeycombs," are the preferred accommodation for single, ordinary people.
"Does Xiaoxing want to continue expanding?" Xiao He suddenly asked.
“Yes.” Wang Xuefeng nodded: “It was my suggestion that he expand. Now is a good time to quickly increase the population of Flying Dragon City. Otherwise, once the situation is settled, it will be difficult to make significant changes.”
Upon hearing his words, Xiao He immediately realized that this might be related to Yang Xing's mission; otherwise, he wouldn't have specifically instructed Yang Xing on this point.
"Aren't you tired of taking care of so many things?" Xiao He asked with some concern.
"It's alright, everything's fine." Wang Xuefeng smiled. "It's a little tough now, but it'll be easier later."
"Hmm..." Xiao He smiled and nodded helplessly, "That's true!"
"Duwuwu—Duwu—"
When the music ended, the crowd applauded quietly.
The old man looked at the children gradually dispersing into the distance and nodded as if saying goodbye.
After a long while, he finally stood up shakily and bowed deeply to the audience who had been listening.
He is mute.
He could only use gestures to let everyone know that he was leaving too.
"Your music is wonderful. We hope you'll come here often in the future. We'd love to be your most loyal friends..."
Everyone stood up and stepped forward, saying that they each left behind some meager savings before leaving.
The old man's eyes showed a mixture of surprise and emotion as he silently watched the dispersing audience. With only decades of habit, he was able to accurately put the musical instrument into its case.
Only when no one was around did the old man notice a couple slowly strolling towards him.
They didn't say anything, but smiled and nodded when their eyes met.
It seems to be purely out of appreciation and approval of the "performance" just now.
The old man smiled slightly.
The greatest joy in today's dull and monotonous life is having someone who likes your music.
“Using this place as a new stage… isn’t bad…” he thought.
The sorrow and memories in his heart gradually faded. He squatted down, smoothing out, arranging, and folding the coins on the ground one by one.
This money is enough for him to live on for a week.
Perhaps it was because the light was too dim and his eyesight wasn't very good, but he didn't notice the small heart made of folded coins until he was about to get up.
"Only children would like to play like this..."
He couldn't help but shake his head with a smile, reluctant to open it, and just put the whole thing into his pocket.
...
"Wow, that's impressive! Didn't I teach you this? You still remember something so complicated?" Wang Xuefeng gave Xiao He a thumbs up.
"Tch, it's just a paper heart? How hard is it to remember?" Xiao He pouted, feeling very aggrieved that his friend doubted his memory.
"Why did you think of breaking a heart first?" Wang Xuefeng asked with a smile.
"It's a habit; I want to fold money whenever I see it."
"uh-huh……"
"What are you laughing at?" Xiao He asked, glancing sideways.
"I was going to praise you for being both gentle and kind... but since that's the case... I guess I won't..."
Wang Xuefeng deliberately suppressed the smile on his lips, but his eyes and brows were clearly brimming with joy.
"Oh? I can tell...it means a gift?!"
Before Xiao He could finish speaking, he lightly touched the ground with his toes and wrapped his arms around his neck from behind, whispering in his ear, "Um...? Hmm...?"
"No, no!" Wang Xuefeng refused repeatedly.
"Why not?" Xiao He's lips were right next to his earlobe, as if she could bite him off at any moment.
"You, you, you are pregnant now... it's not appropriate..." His ears turned slightly red, but he still explained to her rationally.
"It's okay~" Xiao He clung to him like an octopus.
Her hands were wrapped around his neck and shoulders, while her legs were tightly clasped around his waist, occasionally teasing him with her soft toes...
"Ah...! You...we're still outside...!" Wang Xuefeng almost collapsed.
"Then carry me home." Xiao He revealed a smug expression.
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