She began to calculate her salary.

I have been out of the factory for three years, with a weekly salary of 100 yuan, but I have to spend 380 yuan on maintenance and lubricating oil every month, and I still buy low-grade lubricating oil with the most impurities.

The age of his machine has begun to deteriorate severely, and there is no money to upgrade the system program, and it may not be long before it will be stuffed into the garbage station by the Sanda Group and rebuilt.

But...

Yota's 70 yuan tip gave her a second life, and with this 70 yuan, plus the small amount of salary she has accumulated in the past three years, maybe she can upgrade the optical drive system.

Well, it's not a problem to live another three years.

It was the first time she had received a tip, and it was something she will never forget.

She treats this video of picking up customers as a data treasure and stores it in her mirror file, which she will reminisce about in the future.

Naturally, Yang Tai didn't know that an unintentional move by himself would cause a robot's data thinking to almost burn and crash.

When he went out, he walked towards the wanderer who was begging for food along the street with a bag of food and a bag of food.

Saori, who was following him, immediately understood his purpose.

Kazumi stared at the bag of black things that Yota was wringing in her hand with a pair of curious eyes, and she couldn't figure out what it was.

"Sister Saori, what is it that Brother Yangtai is twisting in his hand?"

"Food."

"Isn't it delicious that he buys so much?"

Saori said something that Kazumi couldn't understand: "When people are hungry and crazy, everything is delicious." ”

After Saori finished speaking, she trotted up and took the things in Yangtai's hand cordially: "Yangtai, I'll help you twist it, ah, it's weird." ”

Her yang is used to breaking down in the day.

But she knows that her Yota is kind-hearted, always unexpectedly and silently releasing a trace of tenderness to this cold world.

"Each piece of food is about three taels, and there are a hundred pieces here, which is more than 30 catties." Yota gave a mental arithmetic result.

"Well, my sister supports you, but have you thought about it, how many can you help?" Saori sighed.

Yota shrugged slightly, he knew that his sister was telling the truth, and he didn't want to be a good person.

It's just that he really pitied that kid.

was a naïve age to study and go to school, but he followed his father to beg for food on the streets in this world.

The trepidation in his eyes seemed to be an indictment of the injustice of the world.

"Master, okay, give me something to eat." The wanderer stared at the three trench coat men walking towards them, the huge trench coats on their bodies, blocking their figures, and they couldn't tell whether they were men or women.

And his eyes were staring straight at the bag of food and burning.

The Adam's apple rolled and swallowed a mouthful of saliva.

Yota ignored him, but walked straight past him, towards a dark, narrow corner next to him.

With a flicker of loss in the wanderer's eyes, he patted the doll under his knee and continued to beg.

After Yota walked in, the three of them stood in the shadows, and Yota said, "Wanderer, come here." ”

The surrounding punk music and the sound of advertisements hitting the eardrums drowned out Yota's voice, and the wanderer didn't hear it at all.

But the doll under his knee tugged at his pants and said in an innocent voice, "Daddy, that uncle let you pass." ”

"Ahh The wanderer lowered his body in a daze, thinking that his son was too hungry, and hurriedly comforted: "Second son, bear with me, Dad will soon be able to beg for food, alas..."

Although he has promised his son no less than dozens of times.

But what else can he say is to keep giving his son hope, and in fact he himself has already fallen into despair.

"No, Dad, that uncle who has a lot of good food in his hands called you over." The little guy's little face was red from the cold winter, and he stretched out his hand and pointed to the dark corner behind him.

The wanderer looked up blankly, just in time to see the three men and women standing in the corner, all in black clothes, looking at them without saying a word.

Their heads were covered by their hats, and they were blackened under the brim, and they could not be seen.

The wanderer's heart jumped, could it be that the other party was not good.

But I've become like this, what else can I lose?

His body trembled slightly, and he hugged his son even tighter under his knees.

He hurriedly instructed his son: "If anything happens, run backwards, I won't call you, don't stop, run until you can't run." ”

"Hmm." The little one seemed accustomed to his father's words, and nodded his head in a hurry.

"Good." The wanderer rubbed his son's little head, got up, and walked over to the three of them.

When about three meters away from the three strangers, the wanderer was reluctant to move forward, staring at them with extreme vigilance.

This corner was so dark and mysterious that no one would notice it, but he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move forward.

"Third master, do you have any orders?"

Yang Tai raised his arm with one arm and held the bag of food to him: "Take it." ”

"What, these are for me?" The wanderer looked in disbelief at the sack full of food.

Boom...

He swallowed hard and swallowed a mouthful of spit.

"Take it." Yota placed the thing on the ground and shook his head secretly.

Looking at the wanderer in front of him so closely, Yota was a little shocked by the body structure on his body.

From head to toe, there was a pungent sour smell, and it was impossible to see which piece of human skin belonged to the whole body, and the exposed skin was like a coffin board pressed into the rotten earth, rough and long, and covered with large and small irregular mold spots.

He couldn't tell what kind of material the wanderer's body belonged to.

Plastic? Steel? Biomimetic? Nanometre?

Or nothing.

The hairy coffin boards were put together.

"Thank you, thank you, thank you." The wanderer was so excited that he bent down to wring up the bag of food that would last their family through the winter.

"Wait." Kazumi suddenly stepped forward with brisk steps and stood in front of the wanderer, almost face to face.

Kazumi's actions also surprised Yota and Saori.

The wanderer was stunned for a moment, hurriedly took two steps back, bowed his head and said respectfully, "Master, is there anything wrong with you?" ”

"You stand still and don't move."

Kazumi smiled slightly, stepped on his steps, and circled around him.

The wanderer was at a loss for what to do.

Kazumi walked back to Yota and Saori, and then waved her hand again, "Okay, you can go." ”

The wanderer summoned his son, and the father and son bent down at Yota and the three of them, bowing deeply.

"Thank you, three masters."

"Thank you for the kind big brother and the two kind big sisters."

The wanderer twisted the large bag of food and beckoned his son to walk towards the dark corner.

In that corner, it seems that even the neon lights can't shine.

The three of them watched them out of their sight.