After breakfast, Kaito pulled out a squeezed and deformed low-quality cigarette from his trouser pocket with his left hand.

He first put the cigarette in his mouth, and then took out an unextinguished piece of charcoal from the stove with tongs, and leaned over with the cigarette, and lit the cigarette with the help of the charcoal fire.

"Whew." He took a hard drag on his cigarette, a look of intoxication on his face.

The cigarette was really bad, so bad that I couldn't even be sure if it was tobacco or not. The entrance is choking and spicy, inhaled into the lungs, and the fire burns until it reaches the nasal cavity.

But for someone like Kaito, who makes a living by hard work, it's the thrill that can refresh the mind every morning when you have to wake up early and prepare for a full day of running around for a living.

The cigarette was not solid, and Kaito took a few puffs to reach his head, but he still pinched the cigarette butt, pursed his lips and pouted vigorously, sucking until his cheeks were concave, and then he put down his hand unsatisfied.

"Uncle Kaito, didn't you tell you to smoke less of this inferior cigarette? It is very harmful to the body. Si Moxue helped Taoer put away the bowl on the table and prepared to send it to the bathroom.

Kaito still held the little paper left over from his cigarette in his hand, and looked like he wanted to take a few more puffs.

Hearing Si Moxue's words, he coughed loudly twice, smoothed his throat, and said, "I can't bear it if I don't smoke...... I know it's a bad cigarette, but it's a good cigarette that only the rich and powerful can afford to smoke. ”

With that, he covered his throat and coughed a few more times—irritated by the inferior cigarette.

Even so, this cigarette is not something that Kaito can smoke if he wants to.

"I'll go out and see if I can buy better tobacco, and I happen to have a little money lately." Si Moxue shook the water in her hand, came out of the bathroom, and began to wipe the table.

"Don't don't, I can't enjoy that kind of blessing, those who smoke are weird and tasteless." Kaito was putting on the torn cotton jacket he was working on, and when he heard this, he quickly stopped, "Don't spend money here." ”

Seeing that he insisted, Si Moxue sighed: "...... Well, be careful on the road, and don't forget to bring it for lunch. ”

After Kaito left, Sim Moxue said to Taoer, who was still washing the dishes in the bathroom: "I'll wash the bowls, you and Mia go to the silver hall first to see if you can get any tasks?" ”

Doll put a washed bowl into the empty basin on the side: "No, I'm almost done." The Silver Hall didn't open so early. ”

Mia, who was lying on the blanket in a daze after eating, rarely supported her with her hands, raised her head, the flesh on her face was squeezed together, and she asked Si Moxue: "Xiao Xue'er, why don't you go to meow together?" ”

Si Moxue: "I'm not going to go today, I'm going to do something." ”

"Oh......"

After Dore and Mia left, Si Moxue sat alone in the chair in the living room, closed her eyes and clenched her fists, her brows tightly locked, as if she was trying to do something.

At last she opened her eyes and looked at her hands—the fingers were long, with a thin layer of calluses left by holding the knife for a long time, and the nails were round and small, glowing a healthy pink.

No matter how you look at it, it's a pair of human maiden hands.

Si Moxue sighed in disappointment - she was just thinking about Mia's appearance after genetic liberation in her mind, thinking that she could transform her cat's claws like she had obtained the ability of a cheetah.

But now it seems that it was clearly a failure.

What went wrong?

Or is it the upper limit that you have two abilities?

No way......

People after the end of the world know that if a hybrid person mixes two or more animal genes, the genes in his body will collapse and he will become a desolate person who has no thoughts and only knows how to devour the flesh and blood of living people.

But according to what has been shown so far, there are definitely no less than two genes mixed in my body, but I am still alive and unaffected, and there is no reason why I can't have more......

Si Moxue shook her head irritably, trying to smooth out the mess in her mind. Her head ached from her thoughts, and her temples were pounding - when did she start to look less like a purebred?

It's from the first day you entered the Aunt Flower organization, right?

The mixed-breed girl with crocodile genes took the initiative to challenge herself, but she was invaded by a sharp pain that seemed to be cramped and peeled.

Since then, she has developed into one of the best people under Aunt Hua.

Thinking of Aunt Hua, Si Moxue sneered - when Aunt Hua bought these girls, she was thinking of cultivating them to be killers.

For her, the life and death of forty girls is just an investment, she spends money to buy these girls, train them, and as long as one of them can become a top killer as she wishes, she will return to her capital.

So in order to stop the loss in time, all those who could not complete the training on time, or dared to disobey her orders, were thrown into the depths of the wasteland, and they did not know whether they would live or die.

Si Mo Xueyuan thought that she was different from others, and Aunt Hua always praised herself, saying that she was her best child.

But when she failed in her mission, she was still abandoned, or even worse - she was sold into the "clouds", and life was worse than death.

Si Moxue felt that she had enough reason to hate Aunt Hua, but when she walked into the oasis of her heart.

What she learned from the people she hated became her own skills in the Oasis. The oasis is no longer the Eden of her dreams.

She trampled on the land of the oasis, a vague black shadow chasing behind her. She ran forward, and finally found the exit, but there was an invisible and untouchable barrier in front of her and the exit, she could not break it, but the black shadow was about to catch up.

It was already completely light outside, and there were more and more pedestrians on the road.

Si Moxue straightened her swayed hair and walked out into the street.

Most of the people on the street walked towards the silver hall, and Si Moxue went against the flow of people, and unconsciously walked to District 5, where the Lucas family was.

Si Moxue walked to a place not far from their house and stopped, watching from a distance.

The door was locked, the curtains were closed, and it was impossible to see what was going on inside.

Ever since she opened up with Opus about it, she'd been looking for a chance to see the family again.

Even if they may not want to see her.

Si Moxue stood in place for a while, but the curtain never opened, and she turned her head and left.

On the way back, she came across a custom prosthetic shop, and she had always wanted to make a prosthetic for Kaito, so she walked in.

“5000！！” Si Moxue cried out in a lost voice, "Why don't you go and grab it?" ”

The shopkeeper leaned on the counter and looked at Si Moxue calmly: "This is a privately ordered thing, and what it sells is craftsmanship, of course it is expensive." ”

"But this ......," Si Moxue pointed to a bunch of prosthetic hands made of unknown things on the counter, "You can't even hold things with them." ”

"You don't understand this, the hand is not only a tool for a person to pick up things, but also to maintain balance and maintain beauty." The shopkeeper said, "Don't look at my shop as inconspicuous, this oasis is out of the city, but if you need to make a prosthetic, which one won't run to my store?" ”

"So you haven't opened for half a year, opened for half a year, and worked hard to catch a sheep?" Si Moxue's face was expressionless.

When Si Moxue walked out of the store, she secretly made up her mind in her heart - she wanted to make a prosthetic leg for Kaito, it was by no means this kind of prosthetic limb that was useless except for appearance, she hoped that the prosthetic leg could have some practical role to meet the needs of general life.

But in the conversation with the shopkeeper, she also learned that even that flashy prosthetic leg can be sold so expensive, and you can imagine how expensive the kind she wants will be.

In the end, it's still the fault of the lack of money.

Or take more tasks and make more money.

The top priority is to find a way to become an intermediate wasteland hunter.

When Si Moxue went back, she bought some tobacco, and almost got into an argument with the stall owner for two Gray coins cheaper.

At noon, Dore and Mia returned, also bringing news - the first half of the wasteland hunter assessment has been advanced, and registration will start next week.