Chapter 73: The Strange Youth

"Sob... this baked potato is just too delicious!"

The girl ate while chewing and crying, looking exactly as if she hadn't eaten anything for eight hundred years.

"Don't be in such a rush, eat slowly, I still have one more here!"

With a 'ding', Ruan Mian saw her Light Brain receive another transfer of twenty Interstellar Coin.

It was quite obvious who had transferred it.

"Um, I want to buy one too!"

Only after paying did she realize she hadn't even asked if she was selling!

Drooping her brows and eyes, she looked at her pleadingly, "Um, are you still selling that potato of yours?"

"I am, why wouldn't I!"

Forty Interstellar Coin in hand with such ease, what a great potato!

Ruan Mian got up and brought it over to her; she took it even more impatiently, wishing she could shove it into her mouth immediately.

"Umm, umm, umm, how can there be such delicious food!!!"

Without drinking a single drop of water, the girl swallowed both baked potatoes whole, one bite after another; Ruan Mian was left in awe, and the key was that she didn't even choke.

Interstellar people are truly impressive.

"My name is Ji Jialin, may I ask what to call you?" The girl, now full and satisfied, smiled sweetly, looking as if she wanted to get on good terms with her.

The intention was far too obvious.

But this was exactly what Ruan Mian wanted; she had just arrived and was in need of a stable customer base!

"Ruan Mian, 'Ruan' as in the 'yuan' with the 'er' radical, 'Mian' as in the kapok flower."

"Your name is so pretty! What is a kapok flower? Is it beautiful?"

Ruan Mian had forgotten that there were no plants in this world; they didn't know what a kapok flower looked like, and one could say they didn't know many plants at all.

"If there's a chance, I'll show you."

Whether or not to see the flower was completely unimportant; what mattered was, "Then Ruan Mian, are you selling this potato tomorrow too?"

And so the business came knocking, "Yes, if you want to eat it, come by around this time tomorrow, and I'll make it for you."

"Really?!"

With a 'ding', Ruan Mian's Light Brain rang with another transfer notification.

Ji Jialin had transferred one hundred Interstellar Coin to her.

"Then it's a deal, this is your deposit, I'll come find you again tomorrow!"

Having made the agreement with her, she left in high spirits.

Ruan Mian fell into deep thought looking at the one hundred and forty Interstellar Coin that had appeared in her account balance.

It seems making money in the Interstellar isn't that hard after all...

Never mind, first use this money to improve her life; she needed the most basic pots, bowls, basins, and ladles, plus seasonings—she had none of the staples like firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar, or tea.

After searching the mall on the Light Brain, there was nothing related to plants, and the only thing available was salt.

At least it would provide some flavor, so she placed the order decisively.

Pots, bowls, basins, and ladles were only available in metal, and these things weren't very expensive.

But she wanted to buy a few chairs, and that was where she found herself strapped for cash.

Only twenty remained out of the one hundred and forty, while the cheapest chair cost two hundred, and it wasn't even clear what material it was, though it looked like some plastic contraption.

Can't afford it, can't afford it!

Returning to the Personal Backpack, the items just traded could be extracted directly, saving the middleman courier fees and making the transaction incredibly convenient and fast.

Thinking of this, Ruan Mian had an idea.

She channeled her ability again to grow a potato and made it into a baked potato.

Opening the personal page of the Light Brain, she selected 'sell product', scanned the potato on the table, and in the next second, the potato was in the product column above.

【Product for sale: Baked potato, food category, can serve as a staple, fragrant, soft, and delicious, twenty each, you can't go wrong with this purchase!】

She uploaded it with excitement and then kept refreshing.

After five minutes passed, her baked potato still had no takers.

It only took five minutes to go from high spirits and full of hope to having those hopes dashed.

Buying and selling things on the Light Brain wasn't as simple as she had thought!

Forget it.

Ruan Mian turned off the Light Brain and ignored it for now; she urgently needed chairs, she couldn't have guests standing by the door gnawing on food like today!

With so much trash around, she didn't believe she couldn't find something usable.

As the saying goes, do it yourself and you shall have plenty of food and clothing!

It would also be a chance to familiarize herself with the surrounding environment.

After walking around the area, she really did find quite a few useful things.

A very flat iron plate, something very flat made of an unknown material, and also long, straight sticks.

They weren't wood, and she didn't know what material they were.

The Interstellar is truly magical; the junkyard is also a good place.

There was also a piece of red fabric buried inside; the material looked decent, perhaps it could even be used to patch the wall.

With one hand grabbing it, she reached out with the other to dig.

At that very moment, an unexpected turn of events occurred: the thing under her hand actually moved, she lost her footing, her body lunged forward, and just as she was about to fall, her body was suddenly yanked by a great force.

Between the spinning world and losing her balance, Ruan Mian subconsciously grabbed forward, and with a pull, she fell down together with the person in front of her.

They hit the ground with a 'thud'.

Ruan Mian, eyes tightly shut, did not feel the pain she had imagined; in fact, the texture under her hands felt somewhat soft.

Her fingers scratched unconsciously, but the feel of it was not right.

"Have you grabbed enough?"

The abruptly sounding male voice gave Ruan Mian a start; she immediately widened her eyes and looked in disbelief at the person in front of her—or rather, beneath her.

The man looked quite young, perhaps in his late teens or early twenties, with a head of gray-white hair, looking like a youth who had walked out of an anime.

His features were handsome and sharp, but his expression was not very pleasant—gloomy, world-weary, as if he wished he could tear this broken world to shreds the very next second.

Where on earth did this youth suddenly pop out from!

"Hey, aren't you getting up?" The gloomy youth's voice was also indescribably cold.

Ruan Mian was just about to scramble up, and before she could even get an explanation out, her whole body was flipped around by a force; now she was the one underneath, looking up at the youth before her.

*Swish*—a chill traveled from the nape of her neck as a sharp blade pressed against her.

"W-what do you want to do!" Ruan Mian really wanted to cry but had no tears; who would have thought she'd run into a mad dog in a trash heap!

With no grudges or enmity between them, this man was either after her money or her body.

"I'm very poor, I live around here, you should be able to tell that I'm poor, so what is it you want to do to me?"

Even the tail end of her words carried a hint of seduction.

Who knew that upon hearing her words, the youth not only didn't stop, but the blade at her neck pressed even closer.

A stinging, burning pain flared up, and she hissed, gasping in a cold breath from the pain.

Ruan Mian could feel warm blood flowing out from the wound.

Only one thought remained in her mind: she had finally been reborn, was she really going to lose her life here?

The next second, a warm sensation covered her wound, lips kissed away the crimson blood, and as a moist, hot tongue swept across it, a wave of numbness spread through half her body...