With a thought, a card slid into Lin Sanjiu's hand.
Under the pale green light of the early morning sun, the line on the card, "Hello, sis?" The words on the card were glowing faintly. It was one of Ji Shanqing's special long-distance communication devices. This was the first time she had used it since she got her hands on it.
After she deactivated the card, she sat down and placed the heavy box on her knees. She didn't know what kind of metal it was, but it seeped into her skin through the fabric of her pants. She thought for a moment and dialed the first number.
The call came in waves, but it was soon cut off by a familiar voice.
"Hello?"
The moment the voice entered her ears, Lin Sanjiu felt a sudden desire. She really wished that the person on the other end of the communication device was Ji Shanqing. The grand prize, who used to accompany her day and night, seemed to have left a hole in her heart after he left. Wherever she looked, she always felt that there was a face that was as white as jade missing.
"Is that Woyu?"
Lin Sanjiu paused for a moment and suppressed the sudden strong longing for him. She had left another communication device in Exodus a few days ago, and she didn't expect that it would come in handy so soon. "I found the informant who informed your committee."
Although the name of the committee sounded nice, Woyu and his dead companions were just one of the countless roving bandits in the Twelve Worlds Centrum. In order to survive in the Twelve Worlds Centrum, these people did whatever they could. Today, they met a fat sheep, and tomorrow, they would become a "committee member".
Just like Moppet, they lived at the bottom of the pyramid of the Heaven Underworld. From this point of view, Moppet could only find people who were on the same level as the Inflation Suppression Committee. Now that she was prepared, Lin Sanjiu wasn't too worried about the safety of Exodus.
"Tell Yu Yuan that he and Silas should keep an eye on Exodus when I'm not around. He is a guest in the system, so Silas will cooperate with him. " Lin Sanjiu briefly explained the situation to Woyu. Just when she was thinking about whether she had missed anything, Woyu suddenly asked, "Then, what about me?"
"What?"
"I …" Woyu's voice was still a little muffled. She suspected that it was because he was thinking about his dead companions that he shed tears. "What … is my identity in the system?"
Lin Sanjiu paused for a moment and decided to be more straightforward. "I didn't register you in the system," she replied bluntly.
"Eh? But, but, Silas just gave me a glass of juice … "
That was because he had no identity in the system, and his daily needs had to be met by the system. In order to avoid confusion, Silas treated him as their "pet." The truth was not pleasant to hear, so Lin Sanjiu could only remain silent.
"I'll talk." Woyu hesitated for a moment. His breathing was audible. "You … can you set me as a guest as well? To tell the truth, we have done this kind of thing before, of course, of course, to rob the rich and help the poor. What I mean is, I have experience, I know their way around. If I have the authority, I can at least help you a little. "
Not only could the authority of a guest be adjusted, but it could also be overwritten at any time. Woyu's request was quite conservative.
"I will register you when I get back in the afternoon," Lin Sanjiu thought for a moment and agreed, "I have to go to the black market now."
Lin Sanjiu looked at the time. It was about time for the "Survive By Any Means" shop to open.
It was not a long-term solution to rely on the old captain to go back and forth every day. Furthermore, someone was secretly watching Exodus, so keeping a fixed schedule would make it easy for them to figure out their whereabouts. For the sake of safety and convenience, she had to ask the owner of the shop again. After all, it had been two to three weeks since she left the deposit, and she still hadn't seen the shadow of her aircraft.
The shop was even darker than the last time. It was shrouded in darkness, with only a dim white light in the corner giving a vague outline of the items in the shop.
Lin Sanjiu crouched down and avoided the swaying legs of the corpses above her. She greeted the figure in the corner, "Good afternoon! Do you have any news about the item I want? "
The moment she spoke, the sound of a chair rolling across the floor came from the corner. However, the person who answered her was a young and childish voice, "What do you want?" As he asked, he stood up and walked into the light, revealing a small face the size of a palm.
Under the dim light, his skin was smooth, his hair was thick, and his body was so thin that Lin Sanjiu almost mistook him for a girl.
"Who … Who are you?" Lin Sanjiu looked at the child in front of her, a little puzzled. She had a feeling that he couldn't be more than ten years old. "I'm looking for the owner. He's an old man."
"You can look for me. I'm the shopkeeper." The boy turned the table lamp and pointed it at the table. He acted as if he was trying to appear calm in front of an adult, "What do you want?"
"When is he coming back?" Lin Sanjiu hesitated for a few seconds. She didn't want him to think that she was looking down on a child.
"Tell me!" Perhaps it was because he grew up in the Twelve Worlds Centrum, but the boy showed a rare childish side to him, "I know all the goods that you've delivered today!"
As if to prove that he had everything under control, he suddenly flipped through the documents. Many pieces of paper fell from the table, but he grabbed them again. "Look," he waved a piece of paper and sniffed, "the order has arrived!"
Even though it was just a quick glance in the dark, Lin Sanjiu still caught the word "aircraft".
"Wait," she called out. She leaned forward to take a closer look and was pleasantly surprised, "This is it!"
The old shopkeeper had only scribbled the word "aircraft". When the boy led her to the back of the shop, Lin Sanjiu still had no idea what her future transportation would look like. Suppressing her excitement, she ducked into a narrow aisle at the back of the shop. The aisle was filled with all kinds of things. If she was not careful, she would step into some metal utensils and not be able to pull herself out.
"Hey, I forgot to close the shop."
Apparently, the boy wasn't as experienced as he pretended to be. He left Lin Sanjiu behind and hurried to close the shop. He forgot to give her the registration form for her fingerprint. When she was done, the boy realized that he had done it too early. She hadn't received the goods yet. The boy ran around the shop a few times before he finally brought her to the aircraft.
She had requested from the old innkeeper that the appearance of the flying machine should be as plain as possible; but she had apparently forgotten to add at the time what world's standard was to be measured as "plain."
The aircraft was completely black and did not reflect any light. It looked like a giant praying mantis with two long "scythes" in front of it propped up on the ground. The two "scythes" were almost ten meters long and pointed straight at the sky. Lin Sanjiu's neck was sore from looking up, so she could only see the smooth and sharp curve at the top.
She didn't expect that the old man would get her such a shocking contraband.
Sandwiched between the two "scythes", the fuselage looked so light and small that it was almost disproportionate to its size. She took a closer look and could barely make out a rectangular gap in the darkness. The door should be opened from here.
She reached out her hand and touched it. Its smooth and cold texture was silent under her fingertips. Lin Sanjiu couldn't help imagining the scene when the jet black aircraft slowly landed on the snow-white Exodus. She knew that, in essence, they were just a residence and a means of transportation. However, to her, they were far more than that.
After struggling in the apocalyptic world for so many years, she finally had the power to control her own life.
This was a start. Not only was her life shattered by the apocalypse, but she might also be able to reunite with her friends who were scattered all over the world like isolated islands.
The first thing she needed to do now was to get the aircraft back to Exodus.
She raised her head and looked around. Other than the circular cockpit window, she didn't see any buttons or handles.
"How do I start it?" Lin Sanjiu looked back at the boy, a little hesitant.
She didn't expect the boy to be even more excited than she was. It was probably the first time he saw this type of aircraft at such a close distance. He stood next to one of the "scythes" and looked at it from head to toe, making him look even smaller than before. Lin Sanjiu called him a few times before he finally reacted, "Huh? I don't know. "
"Didn't the shop owner tell you? Didn't he have any information about starting, driving, and maintenance? "
The boy shifted his gaze from the aircraft to Lin Sanjiu and said in a serious tone, "I'm only nine years old."
"That makes sense. I guess I have to ask Yu Yuan to come out."
Lin Sanjiu called Exodus again and asked Yu Yuan to disguise himself and rush to Black's Market. However, even if he left immediately after hanging up, it would take him a few hours to get there. Lin Sanjiu thought for a while and decided to spend some time in the black market. After she greeted the boy, the two of them walked through the narrow walkway and returned to the dark shop.
"You've already left your fingerprint on it. You should take it with you," the boy muttered.
The aircraft was much heavier than Lin Sanjiu's card could convert. However, this sentence made her puzzled. She couldn't help but ask, "How did you get it into the courtyard? I can't just fly it away later, can I? After all, it's a contraband. "
"All the aircraft we sell have forged license plates, so you can take off from the yard. No one will care about it," the boy smiled proudly.
Even though she had been waiting for two to three weeks, Lin Sanjiu was very satisfied with the fact that she got what she wanted so easily. Moreover, it was a beautiful aircraft that was beyond her imagination. She smiled and said goodbye to the boy. Then, she turned around and walked out of the shop. When she crouched down to avoid the feet above her head and the various merchandise around her, Mrs. Manas spoke.
"Aren't you going to say goodbye?" Mrs. Manas sounded a little strange.
"With whom?" Lin Sanjiu asked as she opened the map. She wanted to find a restaurant.
"The old shop owner."
"He's here?" Lin Sanjiu was shocked. "Where is he? Why didn't I see him just now?"
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