Chapter 125: A Stranger Breaks In

"What kind of plant is this?"

Ruan Mian pulled a table over to block the potted flower, and only then did she speak softly to answer his question.

"This isn't a plant; this is a gift."

After saying this, she raised an eyebrow to look at him.

"Finished eating?"

The person in front of her nodded and gave a hum, and immediately after, the sound of a transfer was received on her Light Brain.

Five thousand Interstellar Coins had arrived.

This person was truly wealthy.

This one portion of fried rice was worth how many Boxed Meals she would have to sell!

"Walk slowly, I won't see you out; you're welcome to visit again next time."

Since she couldn't stop such a bold customer anyway, and he had his own ways of getting here, rather than this, it was better to earn a large sum from him.

Just as she was about to turn and go inside, her wrist was grabbed.

His grip was truly a bit strong.

"What are you doing!"

She wanted to struggle, but no matter what, she couldn't break free.

"Boss, I want to do business with you, may I?"

Ruan Mian looked up at him, pursing her lips without a word.

This person was truly very tall, much taller than her; from her angle, she could only see his jaw, and above that, a high, straight nose bridge.

His eyes were very sincere.

Pfft, liar.

No wonder people say that a man's eyes look affectionate even when looking at a pig.

"You want to do business with me, so I have to do it with you?"

How ridiculous!

"You can set the price yourself!"

She wasn't happy at all anymore.

A smile suddenly appeared on Ruan Mian's palm-sized face.

"Tell me, what do you want to buy? Raw or cooked, which plant are you buying?"

A flash of surprise crossed Qin Xiulin's eyes, but he hid it well, and his expression didn't change much from before.

"Can I buy raw ones?"

Ruan Mian frowned slightly, feeling a bit curious, "What do you want to buy?"

"Can I have sweet potatoes?"

To prove his identity, he pressed his Light Brain on his wrist, and his identity information was projected virtually.

Interstellar Command, Qin Xiulin.

"I am a researcher at Interstellar Command. Because I watched your live stream earlier and saw you say that the yield of sweet potatoes is very high, we have been researching ancient plants for the sake of the Interstellar people's hunger, but we have never made any progress."

"Sure!"

He was stunned for a moment.

He had thought he would need to explain a lot to make her believe him, but he didn't expect her to agree directly.

"You..."

"How many do you want to buy? Are you digging them yourself, or should I help you dig them?"

"I can dig them myself?"

Ruan Mian nodded; having someone help dig was naturally the best, as her Simulation Human was already busy!

"However, my sweet potatoes here are expensive, oh. One thousand Interstellar Coins per sweet potato, and I'll sell you ten at most, oh!"

"Good!"

Originally, he felt that being able to buy one would already be quite good; who knew there would be an unexpected joy, being able to buy ten!

His heart was full of drive as he followed her into the courtyard, rolled up his sleeves, and began to dig for sweet potatoes with great care.

He even carefully tucked the sweet potatoes into his Light Brain and left impatiently after finishing the transfer.

Before leaving, he didn't forget to say goodbye to Ruan Mian.

"Boss, can I come back to spend money tomorrow?"

Ruan Mian nodded, "You're welcome to. You're coming to give me money, why wouldn't I welcome you?"

Ji Jialin was dragged away with immense resentment; clearly, she could have played for a while longer.

Today was truly unlucky...

"Sister Ruan, I'll come again tomorrow; I still want three portions of the lunch you're having later~"

Ruan Mian looked at her increasingly round little face, feeling helpless and unable to do anything.

Not a single pound of fat is gained in vain.

After sending those two off, Ruan Mian rubbed her arms to shake off the goosebumps and turned to head back into the house.

Although there was a Protective Shield, the moment she opened the door, the cold air that seeped in still made her feel cold.

In her heart, she was thinking about planting a lemon tree and boiling some Lemonade to drink.

Perhaps she could even make a beverage to drink.

"I love you, you love me, Mixue Ice Cream & Tea is sweet and sweet~" As she thought about it, she thought of that familiar melody, and as she thought about it, she sang it out.

It was truly too brainwashing.

Right, I need to plant some tea, and I need to buy some cows too; the way of milk tea is great, I must get that going.

When the time comes, I'll open a whole chain of stores!

Her dream is the vast stars!!!

"Thump, thump, thump—thump, thump, thump—"

She was just preparing to plant a Lemon tree when the main gate was knocked upon.

Who is it?

Qin Xiulin?

What is this guy trying to do now?

"Coming, coming." She walked over with quick steps.

If it weren't for the fact that he has money, she wouldn't even bother with him!

"What do you have again..."

A shadow as cold as ice shards slammed directly toward her, cutting off the words she hadn't finished speaking.

"Save..."

This man's vocal cords seemed to have been frozen as well; it was as if he had used a great amount of strength just to squeeze out a single word.

Ruan Mian watched as his eyes rolled back, and he was about to pass out.

If he were to collapse here and die, she really wouldn't be able to explain herself even if she had reason on her side.

Subconsciously, she stepped forward to support the man first.

So that he wouldn't have to make intimate contact with the ground.

"Hey, who are you?!"

But the man slumped over her had his eyes tightly shut, and his face had already turned a bluish-purple, looking exactly like a dead person.

His whole body felt like a block of ice; just how long had he been outside?

"Hey! Don't you die on me here!"

With trembling fingers, she touched the tip of his nose.

The nervous tension she felt suddenly eased significantly when she sensed his weak breathing.

Thank goodness! Thank goodness!

Thank goodness he still has breath, he's still alive.

"917! Come here quickly, come here, I can't move him!"

917 ran over at top speed, bringing a gust of wind and snow as it hurried over, took the man from her side, and moved him to a chair nearby with almost no effort at all.

"Wait, I'll move the Medical Pod out, you toss him inside."

He cannot die here.

This isn't the apocalypse now; if someone dies, it's always troublesome.

Xia Cheng moved his fingers, and his long eyelashes slowly opened amidst the warm air.

What met his eyes was a transparent panel, through which he could see the appearance of the outside.

Memories returned in an instant.

He only remembered climbing onto a spaceship, not knowing where he had arrived.

When the spaceship was leaving, he didn't want to go back, so he jumped off the spaceship.

He just hadn't expected this world to be so cold, almost freezing people into icicles.

Is he...

Saved.

"You're awake?"

Looking toward the source of the voice, Xia Cheng bumped into a pair of light-colored pupils, and his hand at his side curled up.

His body shrank back slightly.

He looked like a frightened little deer that had encountered a beast.

He looked very pitiful.

"It... cough, cough, cough..."

His throat was a bit dry and itchy; the moment he said the first word, he was suddenly choked and started coughing.

"Did you save me?"

The next second, his neck was gripped, and Ruan Mian wore a cold expression.

"Who are you? How exactly did you get here?!"