Chapter 1795 - 972: Northern Territory Federation 3

Enjoying himself thoroughly, one willing to hit, the other willing to take it, he did pay after all, yet still got beaten up.

Damn it, I’m never coming back to this place again.

"Xiao Yuan, let him go."

At the shack’s entrance, a similarly frail, pale, yet pretty girl who seemed to be eighteen or nineteen called out.

"Sis!" The boy looked at his sister emerging from the shack three meters away and shouted.

His eyes were filled with heartache as he looked at his sister.

Just at this moment, Zhao Ergou seized the opportunity, turned over, lifted the fishing net, and ran far away.

Xiao Yuan watched Zhao Ergou escaping in frustration and picked up a rock from the ground to throw at him.

He missed.

"The rain is heavy outside, hurry and come in." The girl’s voice revealed exhaustion, with a bit of flush on her face.

This fifteen-year-old boy knew full well, his eyes complex as he looked at his sister.

He tightly clenched his fists, unaware even as his nails dug into his skin.

Silently, he picked up the fishing net from the ground and followed his sister into the shack.

The shack was only seven or eight square meters, covered with waterproof cloth.

In the middle, raised with stones, stood a wooden bed with two quilts on it.

On another side, there was a stove built with stones, with a pitch-black iron basin next to it.

A small handful of Xiao Mi was sprinkled on the lid of the iron basin.

That was the money Zhao Ergou paid to his sister.

"Xiao Yuan, later you go start a fire, cook that Xiao Mi, we can have a meal." The girl spoke, her eyes towards her brother filled with guilt, pain, and self-blame.

Xiao Yuan was silent, and his eyes turned red upon hearing his sister’s words.

He slowly took off the plastic bag from his bosom and brought out a burlap sack.

Inside it was half a pound of Xiao Mi.

His voice was somewhat choked, but carried a certain indescribable determination:

"Sis, after this..." The boy paused.

He wasn’t at a loss for words but feared his talk would upset his sister.

Considering his sister’s actions, his feelings were complicated. He knew she did it for him, but he didn’t want her to do so.

Yet damn this dog-eat-man Doomsday, it would choke the life out of people!

For a bite to eat, why must it be this difficult!

"Sis, please don’t do this anymore. I have ways to get food."

"Your illness needs rest, wait until this natural disaster passes, I’ll join an expedition team, finish the mission, and then I’ll be able to buy you medicine."

The girl looked at the boy about her height, observing his thin shoulders, messy hair, emaciated face almost unrecognizable, and his stubborn eyes.

She hurriedly said, "Don’t go, I won’t permit you to go, the death and injury rate in the expedition team reaches fifty percent, what if you can’t come back?"

"I’m your sister, listen to me."

The boy remained silent, gritted his teeth, and picked up the iron basin, opened:

"I’m going to fetch water to make porridge."

Facing away from his sister, his face was full of determination.

He had to go, he must go!

He could no longer bear seeing such scenes.

Some things, others obtain effortlessly, without a care even if discarded.

Yet he must exert every effort, even risking his life to obtain them.

Why is it so different between people?

......

Inside the wall.

Bright lights, a second-floor European-style building.

A man wearing a tiger fur coat walked in with a swagger.

"Second Young Master, dinner is ready, please enjoy your meal." A man resembling a butler said, simultaneously taking the second young master’s coat.

The man called second young master nodded, walked to the dining table, observing the fish, three dishes with meat, two vegetarian dishes, and a bottle of red wine on the table.

Raised his eyebrows, asked, "Is this fish from my brother’s side?"

"It’s a tribute from that little scoundrel outside the wall, also sent the bottle of red wine."

The second young master raised his brows, smiled, said, "Shows he knows the rules."

Took a piece of fish into his mouth, frowned, spat it out.

"Too much steamed fish soy sauce..."

The butler nearby quickly poured him a cup of red wine for rinsing.

The second young master contemplated for a few seconds, opened:

"That matter I asked you to handle last time, how’s it going?"

The butler’s eyes shifted, opened:

"The dozen or so people from Southern, I already snatched them from Yin Xi, got them to spill about a place called Big Camphor Tree Base in Southern, heard it’s decent."

"Oh? Big Camphor Tree Base? The name... seems a bit rustic." The second young master chewed on a piece of meat for a few seconds and then spoke.

The butler’s expression twitched, thinking: Your concern is really something else...

"They say they fled from that place, it is somewhat brutal there."

"Ha! How brutal?"

"Those details I don’t care about, anyway, once this natural disaster passes, I’ll form an expedition team to investigate that Big Camphor Tree Base, this time, I have to do better than my brother!"

The butler glanced at the second young master, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, but soon returned to normal.

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