Chapter 1832 - 987:

Thud!

When this bag of rice bran was put down, it made quite a loud sound.

It looked heavy, at least thirty or forty pounds.

"Sis, I’m leaving. When I come back, Master Diao promised that he will let me work as his servant. By then, I’ll have a stable job."

The boy’s face was dirty and cracked, painful to look at.

The sun’s radiation is too strong, and people like them living in the lowest layer of the Northern Territory Federation don’t have good protective gear.

The sister’s eyes were filled with tears, choking with emotion.

Suddenly she knelt in front of her younger brother.

"Xiao Yuan, don’t go, alright? I know what kind of thing that expedition team is. Historically, the survival rate of expedition teams hasn’t been over half. You can’t go."

The boy’s face remained calm.

He slowly walked over and helped his sister up with his thin body.

His voice was slightly trembling, yet it carried a strange calmness:

"Sis, I’ve grown up. I’m a man now, and I promised Dad I’d take care of you."

"Sis, our family was already poor before, and after Doomsday it’s still this hard. I am always puzzled."

"I remember Mom and Dad taught us to be honest and decent, not to do bad things. I believed them."

"But, I’m not convinced! I’m not convinced! I’m not convinced! Why do they do so many atrocious things, and the heavens haven’t struck them down!"

"Why, even after Doomsday, do those bad people still eat well and live comfortably?"

"Heaven is blind, good people don’t get good rewards. This is a world that eats people, and I should have understood this long ago."

"We have nothing, and to keep going, we can only gamble with our lives. Even if I die, I don’t want to live so miserably!"

"Sis, don’t take on those kinds of jobs anymore..."

"Sis, after I leave, take care of yourself. If I don’t come back, you have to live well too. I’ve talked to Master Diao, and he promised me he would find you something to do."

"Sis, stop crying, I’m leaving."

"Sis, wait for me to come back."

The boy’s eyes showed determination, and there was a hint of harshness in his brow.

At such a young age, he made people inexplicably uneasy.

On that stormy night, he figured out many things.

Good or bad, it doesn’t matter.

To survive, you have to be ruthless enough.

The boy, carrying a butcher’s knife and wearing a cloak, walked out of the shack.

Without looking back, he headed straight for Zhao Ergou’s shack.

Squish!

He raised the knife and brought it down.

Without a moment’s hesitation, Zhao Ergou’s head was severed.

This was the first time the boy had killed, but it seemed as though he had rehearsed it many times.

He was very calm.

He packed up whatever useful things were in Zhao Ergou’s shack, then bundled them together and carried them to Master Diao’s place.

In the Outer City of the Northern Territory Federation, a civilian’s death is more common than that of a dog.

Having killed this person, he was ready to set off.

......

Meanwhile.

From within the Northern Territory Federation, a convoy equipped with real guns and ammunition departed from the outer wall.

On the watchtower of the wall,

a member asked Commander Yin Xi, "Boss, what mission are they going out to execute?"

"I don’t know. Apparently, the magnetic storm a few days ago affected a lot of equipment, and they’re short on some components—they’re probably going to find the necessary parts. I heard they’re heading to Zheng City."

"Wow, that’s really far."

"Yeah, maybe they’re not just looking for parts." Yin Xi’s eyes flickered as he speculated.

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