Chapter 209
Things turned out to be pretty much as Xi Miao had guessed.
The moment the boy saw Aunt Chen's face, he recognized her.
The title of "God of Cookery" was widely known among ordinary players, and given the unique environment of the desert, the kid set his sights on Aunt Chen.
“He looked very pitiful, with wounds on his body, saying he had been attacked by a supernatural being. I felt sorry for him and treated his wounds.”
When talking about this, Aunt Chen's face was full of regret.
This incident taught her a lesson, and from today onward, she was determined to put away any unnecessary kindness.
To Xi Miao's surprise, the boy's method of stealing was different from what she had expected.
“He’s not like an ordinary thief; he’s more like a robber than a thief.”
When Aunt Chen realized something was wrong, she had no strength left.
The word "poisoned" appeared on her screen, but fortunately, the guy didn't use a deadly poison; the effect was similar to a muscle relaxant.
Aunt Chen said, "I was still somewhat conscious at that time and could hear him talking. He shouted 'backpack,' and then I felt a weight on my back. It must have been the backpack that came into view."
The rest is history; the kid took everything he could from Aunt Chen's backpack.
Grandma Chen was unable to move. When she regained some consciousness, her feet were buried in sand, and most of her body was immobile.
After struggling for a long time and regaining some strength, I could only adjust my position so that my head was facing upwards.
The intense sun in the desert is a completely different experience from outside. In just a few hours, her body was already showing signs of dehydration.
When Xi Miao found Aunt Chen, she had already fainted due to dehydration.
Holding the water Xi Miao had given her, Aunt Chen didn't dare drink it all at once, replenishing her fluids little by little.
Fortunately, like Xi Miao, she is a shop owner. This identity has an additional advantage: in addition to her backpack, she also has another storage space on her person.
storehouse.
Xi Miao's warehouse stores items that the store will sell. To make it easier to identify, she doesn't usually keep her own things in the warehouse.
Aunt Chen is different.
She runs a restaurant, and the warehouse is used to store ingredients. When she comes to the platform to collect resources, if she encounters a large amount of ingredients, she will directly open the warehouse and put them in.
The bad news is that there's almost no water in it, only cola and orange juice, which are drinks that can be used in cooking.
You can't survive in the desert by drinking beverages.
Aunt Chen sprinkled a little salt into the water in her hand, drank the slightly salty water, and thought about buying some water from Xi Miao.
Xi Miao was pondering the thief's situation.
This was the first time she had ever heard of someone being able to make a player reveal their backpack.
As we all know, a backpack is something every player has after the arrival of the train survival game.
Strictly speaking, this should be something bound to the soul of each player, without any physical form.
The sudden appearance of a person who could make the backpack materialize left Xi Miao puzzled.
She had already used up her job change certificate and didn't have any more. Relying solely on her memory, she couldn't possibly guess this person's profession.
All I can do is memorize all the characteristics Aunt Chen mentioned and be careful to guard against them.
"You saved my life this time. I'm a bit older, so I'll be a little shameless and call you Little Sister Xi."
Having lived this long, Aunt Chen rarely had to ask for favors. She thought about it for a while before swallowing her pride and asking.
"Hey girl, do you have enough water in your backpack? Could you sell me two bottles?"
So that's what it was about.
Before setting off, Xi Miao packed an enormous amount of water, enough not only for drinking but also for taking a bath in the desert.
“Of course,” Xi Miao said, taking out five bottles. “Just pay the market price.”
She and Aunt Chen also have business dealings, so this small discount is considered a good relationship.
Aunt Chen felt embarrassed to take advantage of her, and after searching the warehouse, she found nothing of value. There was really nothing she could give Xi Miao as a reward, so she could only make a promise to Xi Miao, "Thank you, I will definitely help you if you ever have any trouble in the future."
Then they bought the five bottles of water at three times the market price.
Xi Miao didn't refuse; this small amount of money was nothing to the two of them.
Picking up the message in a bottle from the ground and saying goodbye to Aunt Chen for the time being, Xi Miao embarked on her journey to find Haiku once again.
The desert has a large temperature difference between day and night. Although it is hot during the day, the visibility is strong, which is still suitable for finding people.
As night falls and visibility decreases, many small animals in the desert come out to roam at night, making it even harder to find Haiku.
Xi Miao wanted to find Haiku as soon as it was light.
The message in a bottle was thrown out and rolled forward. Xi Miao continued to follow it. This time, she hadn't walked far before she saw another figure.
She glanced at the time; only an hour had passed since she said goodbye to Aunt Chen.
Walking in the desert is slower than on flat ground, and with the added inconvenience of following the drifting bottle, Xi Miao estimated that she hadn't even covered 20 kilometers yet.
From a distance, the figure was not very tall.
For a moment, Xi Miao thought that the person was like Aunt Chen, buried in the sand.
Upon closer inspection, it turned out that he was simply short.
The person in front of me is still not Haiku.
He was a male player with a baby face and a height of only about 1.6 meters, about the same height as Xi Miao, or even a little shorter.
Xi Miao immediately became wary.
Not long ago, she had just heard similar characteristics from Aunt Chen.
That thief.
The only difference was that this person had no marks of injury on his face or body.
But players have plenty of ways to fake injuries, so Xi Miao didn't let her guard down.
She walked slower and slower, but the other person saw her face clearly and took the initiative to come over.
"Hehe God? Is that Hehehe? How lucky I am to meet you here!"
He came over like a little fanboy.
Xi Miao wasn't buying it. Seeing that the message in the bottle had rolled away enough, she retrieved it and casually asked the boy, "Have you seen any other players or natives?"
"No, you're the first player I've encountered. I haven't even found the management office yet. Do you know where it is?"
Xi Miao glanced at him again. He looked young, like a junior or senior high school student who had not yet reached adulthood.
This feeling is particularly strong when he speaks, because his deliberate politeness and admiration weaken his inherent aggression, making it easy for people to lower their guard.
No wonder Aunt Chen fell for it.
Xi Miao sighed inwardly, "Keep going east."
She had already given her answer and started walking forward, but the man didn't leave. He followed Xi Miao as she went.
Xi Miao wouldn't allow such ill-intentioned people to follow her around.
She was about 80% sure that this young man was probably the thief that Aunt Chen was talking about.
What if he follows her and steals her bag?
Seeing Xi Miao stop, the young man gave a shy smile.
"I'm not very capable, so I'd like to hitch a ride with you. Don't worry, I'll just follow behind, keeping a distance so I don't get lost! Is that alright?"
You son of a bitch!
Xi Miao squinted.
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