Chart Topper Queen - Chapter 130

The relationship between the two children is full of “power struggles” that adults can’t imagine.

Little Aibe grew up on the junk star. This planet is like her playground. She knows everything very well, and she can flexibly find what she wants in the junk heap every day. Her spooky and powerful abilities work best here.

Although Little Feynman couldn’t beat her, when he found out that she “couldn’t speak”, he immediately took control of her weakness, thus temporarily saving the pain of being a “reserve food”. He began to teach her to speak, and through this act, he gained more permissions, including using the things she picked up.

He has used these technological products, and before they are scrapped, he understands their real use better than Xiao Aibei, but it takes a little time and a little skill to repair…

And the little boy often caused explosions because of his incompetence.

Fortunately, the place where they live is on the edge of the “city”, and there is no large accumulation of garbage, otherwise it would be enough to cause a chain explosion.

He has always been pampered and has never done such a dangerous experiment, but now he can only insist on gritted teeth.

And the cunning of the little boy from the rich and powerful lies in this. On the one hand, he shows his ability, and on the other hand, he constantly uses words and actions to induce little Ai Bei to listen to his own words, trying to control the dominance of the two. But Xiao Aibei’s ability to perceive emotions is very good, often she can’t clearly understand his trap, but as long as she has a bad feeling for his actions, he can’t succeed.

Little Feynman wanted her to listen to him and be his subordinate, while little Abby used him roughly as a tool, constantly absorbing knowledge from him.

The two do not give in to each other, but strangely coexist in the same place.

Little Feynman gradually got used to the life of a garbage star, and little Abby was also used to having an extra “person”.

70% of the planet’s land is built with tall garbage buildings, forming a “city”, while the remaining 30% of the land is still an empty “desert”. Under Feynman’s suggestion, they moved to “desert” and “desert”. The edge of the city”, and found several temporary residences on both sides, which are convenient for hiding, resting and relocation when necessary.

They often look for food and medicine in the “junk jungle”.

The food here is not the leftovers that people eat, which have long been milled into fertilizer by processors and recycled as renewable resources. Most of the discarded nutrient solution is expired and low-quality nutrient solution, which has no recycling value. It is accumulated in the warehouse for a long time and wastes storage space. The production company refuses to bear the amount required for decomposition, so it spends a small sum of money and throws it on Junk Star.

Of course, if people don’t put non-bags of food in the disposer, but just throw it somewhere haphazardly, it’s also possible to appear on Junk Star.

Little Feynman saw a rotten apple in a scrapped desk.

Looking from afar, the entire planet looks like a knocked-over saucepan, dirty and messy, with half-broken lamps glowing neon colors, food rotten and moldy, and these colors come together as if the seasoning has been cleaned. The color of the water behind the plate is a dark gray after pollution, infecting the shimmering horizon.

Standing in front of this messy and colorful ruin, he felt a deep shock.

Young boys follow behind their elders, and are used to seeing the luxury of the upper class. They never thought that there is such a place in the universe.

With a “click”, the dirty little Aibe dragged out a roll of carbon fishing line from the pile of colorful colors, and ran towards the little boy, like a mass of gray-blue wool, with the ends of the thread tangled in a mess. A tuft of hair curled up from her head, looking a little dumb, and she stuffed a fishing line reel that she didn’t know what to do into her big bag that was dragging the floor like a snake.

Little Feynman’s detached thoughts were pulled back to reality, holding back the hand combing her hair—which would surely be slapped away and forced to drag the garbage bag along with her.

Garbage Stars are vast and sparsely populated, and they often walk a day without seeing a single living thing. People are staggered among the “garbage buildings”, or hidden deep in the barren desert land.

The people here are like floating souls wandering, with a layer of dead gray floating on their skin, and their eyeballs are like round nails nailed into their sockets, firmly fixed in that position, staring at the front penetratingly. They don’t know why they are alive anymore, it’s just that their raw instinct makes them eat mechanically. They were constantly rummaging for food, day after day, until one day they were killed in the fight for food, or died silently in harsh conditions.

The two of them naturally encountered people who competed for food.

At that time, Feynman found a package of well-stored vegetables and used a special method to store them. Only the green leaves were slightly dry and wilted due to expired water loss. This was so rare in Junk Star that he was stunned.

At this moment, someone sneaked a sneak attack from behind and slashed at his hand with a knife!

Seeing that the boy’s slender neck was about to be cut off, Little Aibe kicked him away violently!

She held a long nail she had picked up from the roadside in her hand and used the potential energy of falling from a height to stab the nail into the man’s neck. **** heap. A loud noise came out, and the weak part of the pile was hit, breaking the balance in an instant, and the heavy objects at the top fell one after another, completely burying him in the garbage heap.

“…You…” He recovered after a long time, “You killed someone.”

When the two met for the first time, he had seen her kill someone with a heavy object, but that person didn’t die. At that time she was not strong enough to kill him.

Little Aibe has picked up new things for self-defense. All the items in Junk Star are her toys, and so are people, so it all happened so naturally.

She looked at the little boy in front of her, as if sensing the emotions conveyed by him, fortunate, panic, fear… She felt uncomfortable.

As ever, he made her uncomfortable and she fought back.

So the little girl’s gray-blue eyes blinked lightly, and she said innocently: “I, it’s okay, kill, you, oh.”

She learned to speak very fast and could already communicate with him in short sentences.

The word “kill” is easy to do and easy to say, because for those who die here, it is not a bad thing, but a thing that seems to be an inevitable experience.

But she knew that the people in front of her didn’t like the word.

“I didn’t say you did something wrong.”

She saw that the little boy in front of her turned cold again. When he turned his head, his light blond hair fell down, blocking his side vision. He put his hands in his trouser pockets and said, “Thank you for saving me.” If the fingers in his pockets didn’t tremble, it would look more like that. He didn’t want to be seen as timid, and tried to hide his fears as much as possible.

What he feared was not the murder of her, but death itself.

Little Aibe couldn’t see his trembling fingers, but she felt his mood change. From his words, from his weak voice, she caught his deeper emotions.

Suddenly, her face was close to his.

Little Feynman held his breath suddenly, feeling her breath softly brushing the tip of his nose.

She pressed her forehead against him, like consolation between little beasts.

The transfer of temperature calmed down his fluctuating mood a little. This move was inexplicable, but it really made him feel better. He resisted the weak behavior of the sour tip of his nose, “Nosy.”

At this moment, he suddenly had the concept of “companion”.

But even though he already has a companion, Feynman has not given up the idea of ​​going back. No one wants to live in a disordered world, except for the little Abby who looks like a duck to water.

While he was looking for clues, they met a “newcomer” who arrived at Junk Star in the same group as Feynman, a woman.

Feynman identified her from her numbered ID.

Little Aibe doesn’t know numbers, he hasn’t taught her yet, but she can remember everyone’s musculoskeletal, even if her muscles are damaged and her bones are dislocated.

The clothes on the other party’s body were torn, her body was blue and purple, her skin was stiff and white, and she had no vitality and breath. She fell into a pool of blood, and the black soil was still swallowing her blood.

She was violated during her lifetime. The man not only raped and murdered, but also tore off half of her face, whether it was torture or devour.

Cruelly cruel.

Moral corruption brings not only competition and slaughter for food, but also the loss of human nature and the catharsis of extreme depression. The weak are faced with this cruel situation.

Xiao Aibei lacked basic education and could not understand the meaning of the picture in front of him. He just didn’t like it instinctively. Therefore, like every time before, he was ready to ignore it.

But the little friends around her did not keep up with her.

Little Feynman picked up an old long blanket from her large pocket and put it silently over the woman.

The weather has turned cold, and they have been searching for items to keep out the cold. The items thrown into Junk Star are mostly scraps of technology and pollutants. It pulls out.

So little Abe couldn’t understand.

She was still a little angry, and was about to go forward to get the blanket back, but was stopped by Feynman halfway through.

The block is only for a moment.

He backed away when he saw her pure and simple eyes. He didn’t know if he should teach her those things, rules, morals, order… Junk Star has no order, no morals, no rules, and letting a person who has learned these things live here is undoubtedly his own death.

So he let go.

But little Aibe also stopped, and she suddenly pulled him to hide.

In mid-air, there are silicon strips exposed from the scraps, and various colors spread out, covering their heads like interlaced neural networks, casting a thick interlaced shadow.

Blanket covering the dead woman naked, like a fragrant flesh bone thrown on the street, immediately attracted the bony wolf dog with saliva from the corner of the mouth. They snatched it off with astonishing speed.

Some people also had bad thoughts about the corpse, but after seeing the torn half of the face, they dispelled the thought.

It was at this time that little Abby appeared and killed them with the simplest carbon line for fishing. Speed ​​has become their reminder, and everyone has a red blood line around their necks.

She picked up the blanket again, patted the dust on it, and handed it to her friend.

Little Feynman caught the blanket and clenched it tightly. He was out of breath and briefly lost the ability to speak.

She was still not used to dialogue, so she used her own method to show him the order of this sinful land.

But he saw more, and he suddenly understood that she was a product of this order.

He suddenly felt an unprecedented sadness, and the surging emotions overwhelmed him. This feeling was stronger than when he found himself kidnapped into this strange and dirty world, and more cruel than the moment he faced death.

He is sad for her.

And she doesn’t understand.

When the weather turned cold, he borrowed parts from other machines and repaired a half-broken heater. He installed the power board and turned on the switch. The heater is a sun-shaped sphere that floats into the air when it is turned on, emitting a warm light.

Little Aibe’s eyes lit up, and she raised her hands towards “Little Sun”, letting her fingertips absorb its warmth, and her raised face was also covered with a warm, shallow light.

It was about the memory of those previous winters that were not very good, and for the first time she was obviously happy.

She also pulled Feynman to her side, motioning for him to come and feel the temperature and share the happiness with him.

Although this is the result of his experiment.

But when he saw her smile, the corners of his lips curled up unconsciously, and he forgave her generously. He didn’t notice the ash he rubbed his nose while he was working. He has always paid attention to his appearance and image, but he was very focused on the process of repairing the heater this time.

Little Aibe saw the plaster, which was particularly conspicuous under the “Little Sun”, and she smiled even more brilliantly.

He abandoned the reserved manner of the young master and laughed unwittingly.

The heater has a small range, and coupled with the lack of energy in the machine, they can still feel the obvious warmth from the top of their heads when they stand, and the temperature is much lower when they lie down. The two unknowingly slept soundly next to each other, like two little beasts warming each other in the cold night.

They get along more and more harmoniously and do things more and more tacitly.

On this day, when they returned from foraging, Xiao Aibei was the first to notice that something was wrong.

The environment of the residence has changed, she sniffed carefully, and found an unfamiliar smell. Someone has approached here. But when they checked carefully, nothing was missing, and she counted her belongings in confusion, unable to comprehend how this happened.

Why don’t you take anything away when someone comes?

Not even the food was moved.

“A new class is coming.”

“Huh?” Little Aibe turned her head.

Little Feynman’s expression seemed to return to the coldness when they met for the first time, and his tender voice said with insight: “We are being watched.”