After Trixia became pregnant, her whole person was full of maternal brilliance, and her eyes became soft.

When he was fine, he would pick up a corner of the shed, and by the light outside, he would use the rusty iron needle to change the soft clothes he had picked up to look like a child.

Even for the first time, these clothes were washed with water......

Rivera also began to pay attention to the fruits that were not completely rotten, and he would pick them up, peel off the rotten parts, leaving only a small piece, and secretly feed them to Trixia, always in exchange for her surprise smile and countless amazements.

A man's self-esteem will also be satisfied like never before at this moment.

Rivera suddenly understood what kind of mood Mitchell had said he was the best gift from God!

Even if he brought Mitchell countless troubles, and even was thrown on such a garbage planet, Mitchell never complained about his feelings......

The days passed in anticipation.

Tricia soon develops morning sickness, and Rivera begins to look for wrappers that no one else will look through to find Tricia's favorite food.

Because there are a lot of poisonous things there, most people here will not eat them, only literate people like Rivera will look for them, and they will carefully read the instructions on it, for fear of any effect on pregnant women, and even he will try it in advance.

It has also become another pleasure for him, tasting those snacks with all kinds of flavors, sometimes choking on sourness, sometimes spicy tears...... Most of the time, though, the taste is rotten and moldy.

The days of picking up garbage are not easy, the smell of garbage here, the smell of corruption mixed together, the dilemma of no water source, and the cold when the wind and sand come......

But all of this has become cute because of Tricia and the upcoming child.

Even when it comes to getting into fights, Rivera becomes more motivated.

In the blink of an eye, Trixia's belly became bigger and bigger, and her slender body with a big belly made her a little inconvenient.

Rivera is also increasingly worried about her safety.

He slowly did not dare to go far, so he could only look around for something to eat.

But they built the shed here because when the ship throws garbage, it is rarely thrown here, and there is no new food thrown away, so what can be eaten here?

Both of them fell into sweet troubles at this time, and while frugating each other, they had to face everything here with optimism.

Tricia was afraid of Rivera's worries, and often hid the discomfort of her pregnancy to bear it alone.

But as her belly got bigger and bigger, a series of problems such as insomnia, frequent urination, constipation, and poor breathing finally couldn't be hidden.

It was hard for her to even stand up on her own in this cramped shed.

Rivera and Tricia had lived here for many years, and it was only after she had a bad reputation that she was able to spend these few months with peace of mind.

But her pregnancy was finally discovered.

In this world where there is no law and morality, weakness is the original sin.

Not to mention that Trithia still guards so many resources.

The 'wild dogs', who were waiting for the opportunity, finally extended their evil hands to the two of them, this group of people never picked up garbage, they were only active in this generation, and they lived by killing and robbing.

They are jealous that the life of the two of them is not a day or two, if it weren't for the fact that both of them have knives and are skilled, how could this group of people easily let go of such a 'fat sheep'.

Now that they learned that Trixia was pregnant, everyone was excited, in addition to snatching survival resources, there was also the excitement of secretly killing the strong......

There were even a few crazy people who thought about digging up the children and eating them together, thinking that it would be a provocation to Rivera, so that the people who they once dared not provoke would become crazy because of themselves, and they would be angry and helpless...... I feel my blood boiling just thinking about it.

Unfortunately, this idea was rejected by others.

They don't lack food here, they just lack water, human blood doesn't taste good, it's slimy and easy to attract insects, and the act of eating children is a bit more than worth the cost for them.

Not all of them are perverts, most of them are non-cannibalistic.

After everything had been discussed, the men laid an ambush around the shed, and when Rivera went out in search of food, they attacked the area......

Not everyone has foreknowledge of disaster, and after Rivera and Tricia hug, they leave home with countless expectations for the future.

But when he returned, he saw only a few fallen logs.

Trithia was lying in a pool of blood with her stomach straight, her eyes wide, and a few flies buzzing over her corpse.

He ran to the site of the shed, fell to his knees and tried to pick up Trixia, shouting her name, shaking her body, kissing her forehead, stuffing the rotten fruit he had picked up into her mouth, and even hitting her for the first time......

It was the darkest day of Rivera's life, and he even felt life pass through his body the moment he was sure that Tricia would never wake up.

He clenched his fists and pounded himself, beating himself, hating himself......

Why go out?

Why should you be reluctant to give up those things outside of your body?

Why don't you take Trixia with you, even if she can't go far, you can carry it on your back, right?

He hammered himself and coughed dryly, coughing and retching, but he couldn't calm down his emotions.

Rivera knew she had to do something.

He stood up, carrying Trixia's body on his back, and wrapped his knife firmly around his hand with a dirty strip of cloth.

Such a simple action made him break down emotionally several times, and he lived with Tricia for more than three-quarters of his life, and Trixia had been tightly embedded in his world, all his memories, all his life, and even his every breath had traces of Trinessa.

Sadness or anger are too monotonous to describe his mood at the moment.

There was rubbish everywhere, and Rivera slashed everyone who could go in one day.

The murderer is naturally among them.

Rivera is not a god of war, and he has paid a big price for it.

When the wind and sand blow and the temperature plummets, it's the end of the day.

He sat on the garbage heap, hugging the stiff Trixia and closing his eyes in pain.

The wind and sand of Rebe Star will soon bury the two of them, along with the story of Rivera and Tricia.

Rivera was always unwilling.

He thought that if he could do it all over again, he would have to protect Tricia.

He also wanted to take Tricia away from the garbage planet and go to the outside world to see if it was as good and clean as the newspapers and magazines said......