Star Civilization: I loaded the MOD

Chapter 102 Calling parents

At the age of ten, in Guduxing, he was already in the fifth grade of primary education.

Ordinary Gu Duren children have already studied morality, law, and discipline in educational institutions for several years... and have initially formed their own worldview.

Other little girls of the same age would probably be able to solve the physical problems of planetary synchronous orbits, but Kaiten can't even read much.

They should have gradually started to live alone under the care of their elder sisters, go out to the streets to pick out beautiful dresses, choose a pair of cute hairpins, comb their ears and hair, and develop a hobby.

Now I can only live in the wild, worrying about survival.

Being able to see the situation inside the cave at a glance, Momoa gently touched the crumpled book covers, picked up two storybooks under the nervous expressions of the two, and then pulled Kaiten to leave the dirty home.

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"I'll help you take a bath by the stream later. You can stay in my tent tonight and we'll sleep together."

"Can't you sleep here..."

The little guy kept looking back with nostalgia. He was about to leave home and was reluctant to leave his things behind.

Especially the dirty-looking mat, which was a cold protection tool given to them by the aunt in the town for three years.

"Can...can you bring all those..."

Hearing her sister's words, Momoa stopped walking and stood still.

After struggling for a moment, he turned back silently and returned to the cave.

Picking up the black and gray mat, he gently twisted it with his fingertips and found out the dirt. The thatch on it was not moved, a greasy bowl, clothes with holes, and a rag doll with missing arms and legs...

Nothing was put down, and the entire 'garbage' in the cave was picked up and packed up by the three of them.

Returning to the picnic mat, Vansini had already prepared dinner for the four of them. The packaged self-heating food was laid out one by one. The sweet, sour, and salty flavors overflowed, arousing the gluttons in the two little stomachs, and wiped away a lot of them.

Melancholy.

Momoa had no intention of eating, so she and the Kaiten sisters fed each other dinner under Vansini's appetizing expression.

Most of the time I just feed them, and I eat a few bites before feeding them in a daze.

The trip to the slums made her feel deeply. She grew up in the high-rise buildings of the capital and is in the center of prosperity of all civilizations. It is difficult to understand the chaos in backward areas.

The unhappiness in my heart was divided into two halves.

Half of it was because of the poor living conditions of the Keiteng sisters, and the other half was because of the criminal gang that caught slaves.

After thinking about it for a while, Momoa finally asked what was on his mind at the end of dinner.

"Kaiten, do you still remember the person who captured you?"

"Let me think about it."

My sister, who was learning how to wipe her mouth with a tissue, tilted her head and thought deeply.

"I saw a lot of things from their memories. There were many of them, and their activities were very large. They specialized in catching children like me and my sister who had no one to take care of them. I caught many little sisters in the slums, and most of them were sold to the poor.

The district's... taller, they call her a local snake, and..."

"The people who arrested us that time all turned out to be idiots. They came back several times, but they always let me and my sister hide and escape."

"And...well...other than that, I can't remember clearly."

Kaiten tried hard to meditate, but after a year, his memory was very blurry, and most of the unused knowledge had long been forgotten. The more he recalled, the more empty his thoughts became.

"But one thing I haven't forgotten is that they said they would sell us to people with good status and wealth in the outside world."

"That's why we didn't want to go outside in the first place."

Even now, Kaiten is still wary of the outside life he is about to enter.

The aunts once said that the living conditions outside the slums were great and suggested that they leave, but the two of them always lingered in this land.

She and her sister have psychic powers, and death from starvation or freezing is far away from them. If they are willing to try, it will not be difficult to get out of the slum together.

But the real reason why the two of them didn't go out came mostly from the bad memories of the slave-catching group.

No matter how nice things other people say about the outside of the ghetto, it can't compare to seeing the darkness inside with your own eyes.

If someone catches them in the slums, just take your sister and hide them.

It's just different now...

All the people in the town left, and the people in the town, which was always messy but very warm, were all empty. Machines kept flying through the sky, sweeping around with something. At this time, another person appeared who could connect with his mind.

Sister Momoa can help them arrange everything in their outside life.

The apology to Sister Momoa, the yearning for the outside world, the sense of responsibility to take care of my sister, the sense of security brought by Sister Momoa...

These were all factors that contributed to her decision.

It feels so good to have someone to rely on...

Kaiten showed a satisfied look, his heart felt warm, and he shared this talent with his sister along with his spiritual energy.

"Outside..."

When asked about Kaiten's memories, Momoa lowered his head in thought and tapped his finger on his personal terminal.

These guys seem to be pretty awesome.

Criminal gangs can sell to local snakes in the slums, and they can also hook up with wealthy people from the outside world? Politicians? Or who?

There are a lot of moths in the empire.

"Momo."

Next to them, after finishing the dinner that no one could eat, Vansini also listened to Kaiten's description and tugged at Momoa timidly.

"What are you doing? Do you have any ideas?"

"That's right."

She looked a little ugly and swallowed.

There are active slave-catching groups in this area, and staying in the dangerous slums now makes her feel intrusive.

There are basically no optional fighting courses in the school, and there are no firearms. Momoa is a sick patient. Although the two little ones can beat him violently, their fighting ability is really hard to say. If they really meet... I will not be easily raped again.

**, be ****ed in the end.

Although she is usually luxurious, eats well, likes to drink Momoa oil, and her deputy position as a cultural worker perfectly avoids the belligerence, glory and other virtues of the military state, she does not want to become an unknown object.

"Momo, let's moisten it. Grandma Kuji is right. It's not a good place to stay for a long time."

"I will protect my sisters!"

Kaiten stood up in time and put his hands on his hips, his hands glowing with purple light, demonstrating his spiritual power.

"Don't make trouble, no matter how good your spiritual power is, you can knock him down with one shot."

Vansini covered her mouth fiercely.

"Okay, don't scare yourself. The empire has cleared the entire outer area of ​​the slums. As long as we don't go deep, we won't be so unlucky."

Momoa shrugged nonchalantly. Not only was he not afraid of the existence of the slave-catching group, he was even a little eager to try it.

"Besides, even if they don't come, I won't let them go! Did you hear what Kaiten said? Many children have been caught. Guess whether they have children who are being trafficked now?"

"..."

It’s over, I’ve been kidnapped by morality.

Momoa occupied the moral high ground, but for the safety of her life, Vansini opened her mouth and tried to persuade her again.

"Momo, there is no honor in being reckless."

"You are a patient, I am a loser, and Kaiten is a child. We cannot expect our four-person tourist foodie group to save people."

The Gudu civilization worships leaders, but that does not mean that individual heroism is popular.

Especially in the past year, as Master Gu Du and Master Tu Lan have emphasized the quantity and quality of the population, there have been a lot fewer hero movies, and instead they have promoted the spirit of unity, collaboration, and unity.

"Momo, use your smart little brain!"

Vansini moved closer and shook Momoa's shoulders, trying to wake her up.

"I know, I know, do you think I'm stupid?"

With a snap, Vansini fell to the ground. Momoa retracted the knife and rolled his eyes at her.

Pick up the personal terminal on the ground again, slide it twice to unlock it, and turn on the communication function.

"If I can't beat you, why don't I call you a parent? It doesn't matter what the criminal gang is that captures the orphans of the beast-eared girls. No matter how deep-rooted the tiger is, it can withstand a few punches from Lord Gudu."

Momoa has always been very disdainful of this unrighteous collusion between officials and gangsters.

Address book, special mode, verify identity information, dial the communication specially given to her by Lord Gudu.

She wants to file a complaint! Call the parents!

Although there was also Senior Tu Lan's number, considering that there were two small psionic users here, she thought it was better to call Lord Gudu.

Six one, after pressing the number to confirm the permission, the communication was successfully sent!

(End of chapter)