Chapter 11
June 1, 2183
#33-NO.78: Today is my mother's death anniversary and my birthday. My father gave me this notebook so I wouldn't be sad. I can write my worries down in the diary, hide my tears, and be a happy little girl. I'm not sad.
Judging from the date, Xiyue was only five years old at the time, and Xiyao was four years younger than her. This means that their mother died soon after giving birth to Xiyao.
The diary is not coherent, there is no one day on each page, and there is not even a blank line between two entries.
June 3, 2183
#33-NO.79: Dad took us to the park and asked me to take care of my younger brother and sister. My younger brother was shaking and my younger sister was crying. Dad came back and told me not to be afraid. Why should I be afraid?
June 4, 2183
#33-NO.80: Dad said sorry, every time he wants to spend time with us, there will be pollution.
June 8, 2183
#33-NO.81: Xipo said I took his mecha model, but my dad couldn't find it and scolded Xipo. I was confused. Didn't I admit it? It just disappeared.
Xiyue couldn't help but glance at the remote control in her hand. Apparently, in this diary entry, Xipo's mecha model had also become a remote control. Once the contamination was detonated, the object would disappear directly.
June 10, 2183
#33-NO.82: Xiyao cries every time she sees the gray cave.
June 15, 2183
#33-NO.83: This time, we were at home. Xipo was inside, and Xiyao and I were outside. Dad's expression was anxious, then happy. Xipo had awakened, level B.
June 17, 2183
#33-NO.84: Xiyao is crying again. I want to go farther away, but the new aunt won't let me go too far.
June 18, 2183
#33-NO.85: My aunt is dead.
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Among all the diary entries, only the first number is consistent. The "No." format easily evokes the number of entries. In the original owner's 20 years, he opened a whopping 1,923 contaminated areas!
It's no exaggeration to call it a pollution log.
As for the prefix "#33", Xiyue guessed that it represented the 33rd star district, because starting in 2185, the number of prefixes "#100" increased significantly.
At that time, the original owner was seven years old, the right age to start attending the Central Star District Mecha Academy. And Star District 100 was one of the four major central star districts.
The facts were obvious: the original owner had been opening the contaminated zone, and had been doing so since she was very young. After all, the first diary entry was numbered "No. 78." Furthermore, judging by the writing style, "she" seemed... emotionless.
All the diaries were objective statements of fact, without a trace of emotion, except for the last entry: "I killed my father."
Objectively speaking, this sentence is also a declarative sentence. The reason why it contains certain emotions is mainly due to Xiyue's intuition.
Nearly two thousand diaries came to an abrupt end here. A few days later, she came and replaced the original owner.
Xiyue couldn't understand why?
Where did the original owner go? Why did she come into this world?
With the same name and appearance, what is the connection between her and Xiyue in this world?
The most important thing is, why has Xiyue been opening the contaminated area? Where did this obviously abnormal remote control come from, and who is behind it?
Could it be that, as Xiyao mentioned in the urban legend, it was the god of the polluted area? Then, did this mysterious god know that his tool had been replaced?
There were so many questions that Xiyue read every diary but still couldn't find the answers.
What can be concluded is that while Xihai's death was inextricably linked to the original owner, it wasn't entirely her fault. Xihai, in his prime, was a super-S-class mecha war god standing at the pinnacle of the pyramid. Xipo had also said that his father could easily handle a Level 1 contaminated area single-handedly.
Moreover, someone wanted to borrow 4 trillion yuan in debt to kill Xihai's children immediately. The star regions and assets under Xihai's jurisdiction had already been confiscated, but they were still in a hurry to eliminate the root of the problem. What else could this be but a guilty conscience?
By the cabin window, Xiyue was so focused on her thoughts that she didn't notice that there was a flying camera hanging quietly on the top of the cabin.
In a certain seat, a man stared at the screen on the computer, with greed in his eyes.
The 29th sector anchorage point is almost here.
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Xiyao was very hungry because she hadn't eaten for a long time.
"Brother, let's go to the anchorage to pick up big sister?"
The room was dark, and the weak sunlight outside barely penetrated the bottom of the ravine. Without a computer or a clock, Xipo could only estimate the time by counting. The wall behind him was already covered with dense lines.
Nearly ten hours have passed and my elder sister hasn't come back yet.
Xipo was also a little worried and nodded: "I'll go."
"I want to go too!"
"Yaoyao." Xipo frowned, always feeling that it was not safe for Xiyao to go out in such a place.
But Xiyao was persistent and insisted on following him. Most importantly, his words didn't seem to work as well on his sister as before.
Xi Yao held her brother's arm and lowered her voice: "Brother, I have reflected on it. It's not that my eldest sister has changed, but that we cared too little about her in the past."
Xipo couldn't help but stop and look at her.
He had never considered this possibility. Although he cooperated with Xiyue on the surface, he was always wondering in his heart whether Xiyue was still his sister.
After all, the contrast in personality is too great.
Seeing that he remained silent, Xi Yao angrily pinched his arm and said, "Brother, you should also reflect on this! If it weren't for my elder sister, we would have died!"
"...Yeah." Xipo responded and continued walking forward.
Xi Yao continued to reflect: "But it's not all your fault. I didn't like Big Sister that much before. I always thought she was... very cold, and her smile was fake. But now I think about it, Big Sister always smiles when she sees me. Can you do that, brother? Smiling at people all the time? I can't do that...
"Brother, why didn't you like big sister before? Is it because dad dotes on big sister the most? I feel a little bit like that too. One time, I ran out of money and was about to ask dad for more. Big sister found out and transferred 5 million to me!"
Xiyao spread out five fingers: "Five million! The money in my account has never exceeded 5,000! Dad told me to learn to be frugal, but then he gave my eldest sister so much pocket money..."
"You already said that."
"Uh, did I tell you that? I forgot... Anyway, it's such a shame. I didn't spend much of that money, and now it's all been confiscated..."
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The starship landed, and Xiyue waited until everyone got off before getting up.
There were not many people waiting at the anchorage. After they all boarded the starship, the area around them seemed deserted. Only the police station not far away stood alone on the desolate land, like a yurt.
Xiyue walked back along the way she came and went down the narrow stone steps. When she was halfway down, she saw four people standing below.
There were three men and one woman, all dressed as garbage citizens. The best-dressed man among them looked very familiar. He was the man in leather jacket who stared at Xipo when he came here in the morning.
Four pairs of eyes stared at Xiyue without blinking, with mocking smiles on their faces, obviously directed at her.
Xiyue squeezed the shopping bag in her hand and looked up at the police station. Unexpectedly, two men also appeared above. After their eyes met, they squatted down and smiled at Xiyue.
"Miss, what good things did you buy from Star City? Come and show it to Brother Sun."
"Yeah, hurry up." Someone echoed, showing his black teeth. "If you can make Brother Sun happy, maybe he'll take you in. From now on, you can walk around Erjiu with impunity!"
The woman with dreadlocks got anxious and slapped him in the face, but she didn't dare say anything to Brother Sun.
As expected, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, even in the garbage planet area there are □□.
But Xiyue was a little curious. How could they dare to take action here? Didn’t the public security bureau care?
Thinking of the impatient look of the security guard inside, she understood that to the security guard, it was just a group of rats fighting, and he was too lazy to intervene, nor could he do anything about it. Maybe after the rats grabbed the food, they would even give him some as a gift.
"Bitch, I'm asking you a question, are you deaf?!"
A man upstairs was walking down cursing, when suddenly he felt a chill on his forehead.
He froze in his tracks, desperately looking at the thing on his head, his eyes cross-eyed: "You...you don't mess around!"
"T35, it's loaded with laser-blast bullets. Do you recognize them?" Xi Yue raised the corner of her lips. "How about I give you a taste of them?"
Everyone's expression suddenly changed, and Xiyue quickly turned the gun and pointed it at the man in leather jacket.
"Brother Sun, right? I saw you acting suspiciously this morning. What's going on? Are you interested in me, or the gun in my hand?"
Except for Brother Sun, everyone else immediately raised their hands and shook their heads vigorously. The man on the stairs quickly ran up and hid far away.
As expected of the gang leader, Brother Sun remained calm, neither raising his hands nor shaking his head. He grinned and said, "Psychic weapons, I don't believe you can fire a gun."
Those who can drift to the garbage star zone are all garbage citizens. E-level mental power cannot use mental weapons, and holding a pistol is worse than holding a hammer.
The reason he killed the mecha soldier in the mall was because the optical computer was equipped with specially processed micro-tracking bullets. Later, he killed Hubie because Hubie himself activated the pistol with his mental power, and Xiyue only helped to pull the trigger.
So Brother Sun guessed correctly, this gun was just a prop to scare people to her.
But it is a gun after all.
Xiyue narrowed her eyes and smiled: "Oh, then come closer. My marksmanship is average. Come closer so I can aim better."
Brother Sun pushed Heiya beside him and said, "Go, take care of her for me!"
Heiya's legs gave out and he fell on the steps, his head bleeding. He turned his head and said, "Sun...Brother Sun..."
"Go!" Brother Sun yelled, "Otherwise, you coward, don't even think about hanging around with me anymore!"
Heiya shuddered and quickly climbed up a few steps. When his eyes met Xiyue's smiling face, he stopped immediately.
At this moment, he shouted: "Dahua!"
"Here she comes!" A hurried voice rang out from above. "Sir, it's her! She's using mental weapons to bully people!"
Xi Yue glanced over coldly and saw a gun on the ground pointing at her.
It was the impatient security guard.
The other party immediately recognized him: "It's you? His grandfather's one-way ticket buyer is really not a good person. Tell me, where did you get the gun?!"
All equipment worthy of being called a weapon in this world has been mentally refined, requiring the user to possess a corresponding amount of mental power. D-level mental power can activate a very small number of mental weapons, C-level can activate most, and only B-level can activate mechas, and not necessarily fully.
For example, the security guard in front of him didn't have a mecha box on his back, and his mental power was at most B level. But he was undoubtedly the most capable person in the entire Garbage Star Zone in using mental weapons.
Xi Yue put on a harmless smile: "Who is bullying whom? The commander can see it clearly at a glance, right?"
The security guard understood what was going on and released the safety on his pistol: "Put your gun on the ground and put your hands up!"
Xi Yue was also a smart person. She knew as soon as she heard it that he and Brother Sun were in cahoots.
The person who called the security guard over fanned the flames: "She's definitely a thief! Sir, I saw it with my own eyes. Not only does she have a laptop, but her bag is full of goodies! There's a sapphire belt with sapphires bigger than my fist, and a notebook with paper this thick!"
As he spoke, he projected a light screen with his light brain and showed the captured image to the security guard.
But from the back, everything on the screen was reversed. This didn't stop Brother Sun and the others from salivating, their eyes looking at Xi Yue becoming increasingly ferocious.
This is a murder and robbery.
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