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Zixueta really went back home.
When she came, Bai Mingliu had led her, so the distance didn’t feel long.
She hadn’t seen much then, but now she did, making the blindfold pointless.
Most wouldn’t know the way back, but she did.
She thought: ‘I heard sounds while blindfolded… it should be this way…’
Also, that guy must’ve eavesdropped on me and Du Yinpan.
We never mentioned ‘drugs’ after he came in.
He probably planned how to get here but not how to leave.
He blindfolded me, saying it was inappropriate for kids, but it’s just that.
People need to reproduce; some just enjoy the process.
She snorted coldly.
Thinking while walking, the long road didn’t feel far.
She reached the spot with the electronic trash bins.
She could’ve passed by, but remembering her talk with Bai Mingliu, she turned back.
The bins held plenty of good stuff.
In the short time she was making medicine, crystals had appeared.
Zixueta looked at a bin.
The electronic bin stared back with wide eyes.
She smiled: “Sorry, I want to take some of your contents.”
The bin seemed alarmed.
Before it could flee, she grabbed it, flipped it over, and let its contents spill out.
A pile poured out—flowers, crystals, barely any real trash.
Mostly uneaten food, some partially consumed.
She took it all.
The bin had a discarded dagger.
She picked it up, cut off bitten parts of food, and took the rest, packaging included.
Unopened drinks? Taken.
Edible food? Taken.
There was even a discarded notebook among the crystals.
It contained many magic spells, some pages torn out.
Zixueta stored everything in her system.
She shook her head at the remaining pile: “So many good things in a trash bin, what a waste.”
She put the leftover trash back in the bin.
Someone nearby watched, puzzled by her actions.
Zixueta knew they didn’t mind her taking trash, just didn’t understand.
She dusted her hands and went home.
Back home, everything seemed as usual, but something was different.
Soon after she left, Du Yinpan video-called a friend: “I’m introducing someone. Here’s her contact.”
[He found her on the system and shared her code.]
“She made me great stuff. I’ll have a robot send you some soon.”
His friend, at a demon noble ‘banquet,’ replied: “Good. If I like it, I’ll share her stuff with others.”
With just a few words, Du Yinpan hung up.
In this tech-advanced place, Zixueta’s medicine would reach his friend fast.
Two minutes later, the friend received it.
The robot delivered it to his hand.
He sniffed it—definitely good stuff!
The medicine’s scent made him feel great.
He stored it to show off later.
He waited for his turn on stage to reveal it.
Someone, drawn by the scent, asked: “What good stuff are you using?”
He didn’t hide it, showing the medicine.
Someone snatched it, but he wasn’t mad.
He watched as it was passed around, discovered.
They didn’t know it was medicine, not drugs.
In that short time, Zixueta, back home, made more.
She didn’t like consuming much medicine.
So she turned some into food, some into drinks, the rest regular medicine.
She made full use of what she took.
The items needed disinfecting, but she hadn’t bought disinfectant.
It was expensive, and she wasn’t rich—her rundown house showed that.
Exhausted, Zixueta napped at the table.
She didn’t notice the thin bedsheet floating up.
No one else was in the house, yet the sheet draped over her back.
Her hair swayed as if stirred by a breeze.
The shadow at her feet wasn’t hers—it was a man’s.
He watched her sleep, returning the sheet only when she stirred.
From sleep to waking, Zixueta didn’t notice the oddity.
She woke, looked around, and thought of Bai Mingliu, frowning: ‘He’s not back. Is he still there?’
She didn’t want to go out.
With the medicine done, she reluctantly went to find him.
Luckily, she didn’t need to go all the way back.
On the way, she spotted Bai Mingliu.
He stood by a water-drop streetlamp, waiting.
He waited and waited until he saw Zixueta.
The big boy joyfully rushed over, hugging her: “You’re back!”
“Wah, someone stepped on me! Didn’t you leave? I got up and came to find you. I didn’t know where you were, so I waited here. I’m sorry, don’t abandon me.”
As a man, he cried and apologized like a child.
Despite being much taller and stronger, he bent his legs to nuzzle her.
“Don’t get tears or snot on my clothes. They’re precious.”
Zixueta said disdainfully.
Bai Mingliu quickly let go.
Zixueta coldly pulled a pack of tissues from her pocket.
She handed them to him.
Bai Mingliu wiped his tears and nose, then looked at her: “Did you go back to make drugs?”
“None of your business.”
Zixueta seemed unmoved by the scene.
She asked: “How long have you been waiting?”
Bai Mingliu shook his head: “I don’t know. I just waited till you came back.”
Zixueta sneered.
She felt no sympathy for him.
Yet she said: “Hungry? Want food? I made some food and drinks from the medicine and trash bin food.”
Bai Mingliu nodded eagerly: “Yes, yes, yes!”
Zixueta led him elsewhere.
Bai Mingliu asked curiously: “Where are we going?”
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