Damn it! Let's smash the darkness together!-Chapter 590 - 159: Evaluation Rewards, Acquaintances Visit (Requesting Daily Tickets and Monthly Votes)_2

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Chapter 590: Chapter 159: Evaluation Rewards, Acquaintances Visit (Requesting Daily Tickets and Monthly Votes)_2

Then he was slapped gently.

"Stop crying, bring me a clean set of clothes! Can these clothes even be worn? How will you compensate me?"

Xu Shu, full of distaste, immediately took off his urine-smelling clothes, leaving only his underwear, and threw away the rest.

There’s no way to wear them anymore, this little kid pees too much! The clothes could be wrung out, how could anyone wear them?

He casually grabbed a piece of cloth, wrapped it around his waist, and went shirtless, looking like a primitive man. He just made do with that for now.

"Uh, this, this..." the young woman hesitated, carefully watching Xu Shu, trying to guess what the adult was thinking.

After a long while, the young woman bit her lip and said, "Sir, I don’t have any men’s clothes to offer you, but my home is not far inside the gate of the safe zone. Maybe you could come with me, and I could replace your clothes?"

Let’s go back to the safe zone! Even if he has some excessive demands, he wouldn’t dare, dare to go too far, at least he won’t harm us! The young woman felt she was experienced and completely understood Xu Shu’s intentions. The adult wanted to take advantage of the situation.

"Fine, let’s go."

Xu Shu appeared nonchalant in his response.

But actually, he was speculating internally, his brain actively spinning.

Was he short of money? He was not; with tens of thousands of cash in his bag, plus the several Erosion Crystals he hadn’t exchanged, he didn’t lack money at all.

Was the clothing expensive? It wasn’t either; clothes in the Wasteland could be bought self-servingly for a hundred Yuan anywhere, neither expensive nor of special commemorative value. 𝒇𝙧𝙚𝓮𝙬𝙚𝓫𝒏𝓸𝓿𝓮𝒍.𝓬𝙤𝓶

So why was he picking on this little girl?

Was he petty? Or did he have some lecherous or malicious intent towards the mother and daughter?

Neither.

Xu Shu felt something was off.

Firstly, when he had returned to reality, the first thing he hadn’t noticed was the little girl riding on his neck. This was a doubt.

Secondly, this little girl must have stumbled into the location of his "Cultivation Manual" and thus peed.

Xu Shu knew Gu Pan had this trait; he had guessed it long ago.

This little girl as well, that’s not strange; everyone is human, and both this little girl and Gu Pan are women.

The strange part was why the other hadn’t peed. Why hadn’t the young woman peed?

This was the doubt that Xu Shu had just suddenly discovered.

He didn’t believe it was only this little girl in his "Cultivation Sacred Land."

She looked about ten years old, silly, and the other child next to the young woman was similar in age, clearly sisters. They likely wouldn’t be apart from each other during play, certainly having come into contact.

Yet their bodies had shown no reaction.

"There’s something strange here. What’s different between them? What’s special about Gu Pan and this little girl? Why would they react with the legacy coordinates of my legend?"

Xu Shu decided to try and understand clearly to see what was the issue.

This was important, relating to his future foundation for a secure life, nothing could be taken lightly.

He even harbored another little suspicion.

Could this little girl possibly be—Gu Pan’s illegitimate daughter!?

"Damn that Roujiamo teacher, pretending to be innocent in front of me, but secretly having such a big child behind my back? No matter what, the little girl and Gu Pan definitely share something common, and I must clear this matter up!"

With a surge of curiosity, Xu Shu followed the young woman’s rounded bottom into their home.

This woman must have trained before, but pushing the cart was beyond her strength, leaving her panting.

Xu Shu was a good person, he lent a hand to push the cart, allowing the two young girls to sit in the cart as they joined the queue.

The efficiency of the garrison was quite mediocre, the queue inching forward like ants.

In front was a skinny, dark-skinned man with a goat beard, frequently looking back, sizing up Xu Shu.

He watched for a long time, then leaned in and whispered with a conspiratorial air, "Hey, little brother, living off a rich woman now? I know this woman, she’s really poor, lives in the slums, you understand? Don’t be deceived, with your physique, tut tut tut, I have ways to ensure you live in big houses, drive fancy cars, and enjoy fine dining and spices. What do you say, interested?"

While he spoke, he sneakily handed over a small card.

It was filled with strange words like "the second path to becoming a star," "Midnight Special, just for you," and various odd corporate sponsor names.

What the hell is this?

Xu Shu was baffled for a while until he saw all the businesses were "some bar or other," finally understanding.

Damn, this old Deng even moonlights as a "talent scout" for special places!

He thought himself susceptible to being a gigolo, seen as only a pretty face living off a woman, because his physique looked quite capable!

This guy indeed had sharp eyes; while everyone else thought Xu Shu and the young woman looked like a family, he spotted the inconsistency—a commendable professional ethic!

"Get lost." Xu Shu was not amused and kicked him away.

Onlookers watched and all gave a thumbs up, praising this strong man as a real man whose knees wouldn’t bend for profits, with a happy family, a gentle and virtuous wife, and a pretty and cute daughter: a winner in life.

The young woman heard this and hurriedly tried to explain, "No, he’s not..."

But Xu Shu bowed with his fists together, unapologetically declaring, "Thanks for the compliments, indeed, I am such a person of noble character!"

"Ah?"

The young woman stood with her mouth agape, realizing she completely didn’t understand what this man intended anymore.

But, she felt, perhaps this guy meant no harm, so she didn’t scream for help.

Something stirred in her heart, hoping for something different.