Chapter 18 Meanwhile, preparing to land
The fluffy hem added a touch of softness, like a small dagger that had been carefully wiped and sheathed in a well-fitting leather sheath.
No longer that poor gray creature.
An Zhi also felt the difference.
The clothes fit her perfectly, and the wrapping of leather and thick wool made her feel safe and novel.
She couldn't help but lower her head, stretched out her little hand to touch the belt around her waist, and curiously pulled at the fluffy skirt.
"This is……"
She whispered, confused and delighted, "Work clothes?"
She tried to recall, "Like... the kind uncles wear when moving things?"
She pointed outside the door, interpreting Quinn's careful "packaging" as the uniform equipment needed for "extracurricular tutoring."
Quinn's gaze lingered on her confused face for a moment.
He didn't answer.
He allowed this naive interpretation.
"Leave."
Quinn said briefly, carrying the box towards the door.
An Zhi stood there in a daze, looking down at his brand new and exquisite clothes, then looking up at Quinn's tall back.
The little mushroom above her head emitted a soft and slightly confused light.
so……
This scary uncle who forces her to bang her head against the wall but also gives her beautiful clothes to wear...what on earth does he want to do?
......
The road to the main city is long and dreary.
It's coming soon.
An Zhi, wearing his brand new dark green riding suit, sat quietly next to Quinn.
The thick woolen skirt hung down, and her small hands were tightly holding the hard and cold little thing in her pocket.
A pocket dagger with a hilt inlaid with diamonds.
Quinn got in the car and threw it to her without saying anything else.
Outside the car window, the scene changed rapidly.
The monotonous wilderness gradually gave way to low, cluttered shanty towns, and then to increasingly taller and denser gray buildings.
The outline of Rust City, the main city of Garbage Star, gradually became clear.
It's not so much a city as a giant hive of old metal, pipes, and different buildings.
Quinn's hovercraft stopped in front of a huge gate covered with surveillance cameras and armed guards.
The guards obviously recognized the car and the "snake" emblem on it, but the procedure was still cumbersome.
Quinn sat in the passenger seat with an expressionless face, tapping on the edge of the window with a hint of annoyance.
In the back seat, old Kane huddled awkwardly, not daring to breathe.
An Zhi looked at this huge, chaotic, and oppressive steel forest with curiosity and a hint of uneasiness.
"Keep an eye on her." Quinn ordered his trusted subordinate who was in charge of driving.
The burly man responded, and the police tightened their grip on the weapon under the steering wheel.
The malicious prying eyes hidden in the shadows outside the window disappeared into the distance.
The gate slowly opened, and the hovercar merged into the chaotic traffic flow of the main city.
The place is filled with all kinds of aircraft: armed shuttles painted with gang markings, dilapidated hover trucks emitting black smoke, and even desperadoes who rely on jet packs to shuttle at low altitudes.
Huge billboards flashed holographic images, promoting synthetic food, underground boxing, and the latest genetic enhancements from "Life Technology."
An Zhi was attracted by the bizarre sights and temporarily forgot his nervousness. He pointed his little hand at a huge octopus-shaped neon sign floating outside the window: "Fish! Big fish!"
The voice was soft and sticky, which didn't fit in with the surrounding environment.
Quinn's lips curved for a moment, then returned to being cold and hard.
On both sides of the street, ragged scavengers, fierce-eyed thugs, and relatively neatly dressed but numb-looking "city people" mixed together.
Traffic began to get congested.
There were more and more people outside the window, walking in a hurry, with tired or alert expressions.
An Zhi was pressed against the car window, his little face almost flattened.
So many people!
Many, many times more than the number of people she had seen in the base combined!
Those tall buildings stood coldly like huge monsters, with their densely packed windows, like countless emotionless eyes peeping in.
She subconsciously tightened her grip on the dagger in her pocket.
The scabbard pressed against my palm.
Even if she didn't understand the meaning.
The car finally drove into a relatively spacious avenue with buildings on both sides that were obviously more magnificent and neat.
The speed slowed down.
Quinn had been resting with his eyes closed, and now he slowly opened his eyes.
His eyes swept across the bustling yet cold street scene outside the window, and finally fell on the small figure beside him.
She was wearing the riding clothes he had chosen for her, looking like a carefully wrapped gift.
But at this moment, her whole body was almost pressed against the car window, her back tense and she looked panicked.
Her hidden little hand was tightly holding the little toy.
Quinn's gaze paused for a moment.
Being afraid or nervous is fine.
At least it proves that she still has the most basic survival instinct.
The car finally stopped in front of a low black building.
The surface of the building is made of some kind of matte metal, without any unnecessary decoration, like half a black blade inserted into the ground.
At the entrance stood two rows of guards in uniform and armed with live ammunition, scrutinizing everyone who approached.
The car door was opened from the outside.
The scarred man had already been waiting outside the car, his expression even more solemn and nervous than when he was at the base. He bowed deeply to Quinn:
"Boss, we're here."
Quinn didn't get out of the car immediately.
He turned his head and his eyes fell on An Zhi.
She was looking at the black muzzles of guns and the cold faces of the guards outside the car. Her face turned pale and her body shrank back slightly, grabbing the edge of the seat under her.
"get off."
An Zhi suddenly came to his senses and looked at Quinn.
His eyes were calm, as if the suffocating scene outside the car was just an ordinary scene.
She loosened her grip on the seat, then, clutching the dagger like a lifeline, stepped on the ground.
Her foot slipped, she stumbled and almost fell.
Quinn's hand came to her shoulder just in time, firmly.
An Zhi stood firm. She didn't dare to look around anymore and tried to focus her eyes on the hem of Quinn's dark coat.
The gazes around her pierced her like needles.
The dagger in my pocket hurt even more.
Quinn's hand dropped from her shoulder, letting it fall naturally at her side.
He stretched out his long legs and walked towards the behemoth mouth of the building.
An Zhi quickly stretched out his short legs and followed closely.
The small leather boots made a slight but clear "tapping" sound as they stepped on the cold and smooth ground. She tried to make her steps more steady and followed closely the powerful shadow in front of her.
......
At the same time, in the only officially recognized starport on the Garbage Star, "Zero Point Port", located on the edge of the other side of the main city.
A small silver-gray starship with smooth lines and low-key paint job landed quietly.
Its arrival went largely unnoticed.
After all, in this place full of smuggling and transportation, an inconspicuous private starship is not uncommon.
The hatch opened and Gu Jinyan was the first to come down.
The boy stood tall and straight, wearing a dark grey expedition suit that was easy to move in. His face inherited his father's handsomeness, but with colder lines.
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