"At that time, my legs were bitten off by the Rift creatures. There was no food or water, so I crawled on the ground. Do you know how long I crawled?"

"To escape those monsters, I crawled for two whole days, two whole days... day and night, to finally crawl out of the town that had become a rift! If I hadn't been lucky enough to run into a doctor with a lance, I would have been dead long ago!"

"Withdrawing the armed forces from the lower levels, isn't that a betrayal of us? Did you really foresee the emergence of subterranean fire? No, you didn't think about anything at all; you didn't care about our lives at all!"

A sudden barrage of insults rained down on Bronya.

The homeless people cursed and picked up weapons, ready to fight.

"Hey, hey, hey, it looks like a fight is about to break out over there! Let's hurry and help that little iron guard girl!" Sangbo said anxiously.

March 7th, embraced with both hands:

“Those guys wearing cotton hats aren’t wrong either. That little iron guard girl was even thinking of arresting us before.”

Sambo clasped his hands together and pleaded with March 7, "Big sister, she can't be harmed! If she gets beaten up here, the Great Guardian will dig three feet into the ground to kill me, and the people in the lower districts will be implicated too!"

"Do you know who she is? She's the daughter of the Great Guardian. Although she's not his biological daughter, she's even closer than a biological child!"

"If she gets beaten up by people from the lower districts, there will be no room for reconciliation between the upper and lower districts. That daughter-obsessed Grand Guardian is capable of anything in a fit of rage!"

Sangbo wanted to persuade Yan Huan, but to his surprise, Yan Huan had already disappeared.

"Huh? Where's big brother?"

In the distance, a ruthless bandit wearing a black hood suddenly appeared beside Bronya.

He grinned and said excitedly:

"Yoshi-di, sir, I'm so confused, I'm not sure, I've already taken a picture!"

Bronya: "..."

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Chapter 62 Yoshi, a truly good citizen!

"who are you?"

"Brother, he doesn't look like a good person."

"His eyes under that black hood were so lewd!"

"..."

Amid the homeless people's discussion, the thug silently pulled a rocket launcher from his pocket.

"Wow! This guy in the black hood is so handsome! He looks so manly!" The leader of the homeless men, sweating profusely, quickly gave him a thumbs up in praise.

"Yes, yes, they're like flowers blooming in the lower strata, blossoming just before dawn!"

"Haha, in that case, we brothers will take our leave now. Goodbye, goodbye!"

The homeless people stared intently at the rocket launcher, took a few steps back dejectedly, and bid farewell with fawning smiles.

Just as they turned around and started running,

A melodious, bell-like voice called out to them.

“Wait a minute,” Bronya said.

The homeless men stopped in their tracks, looking at the two people behind them with fear on their faces.

Especially the thug next to him carrying a rocket launcher, with a crazed look on his face.

"Uh, sir, is there anything else?" the leading vagrant asked with a fawning smile, rubbing his hands together.

They were more relaxed and said whatever came to mind because they saw Bronya was alone.

But it's different now.

The little girl's accomplice is carrying a rocket launcher and pointing it at them.

After hurling so many curses, my resentment has mostly dissipated.

We can't risk our lives by being quick-witted and argumentative under these circumstances.

However, to their surprise...

Ahead of them, Bronya reached into her pocket, pulled out a handful of Winter City shields, held them in her hands, and extended them toward the wanderers.

"These are for you."

"Huh?" The homeless people looked at each other in bewilderment upon seeing this.

I just yelled at this girl, and she still gave me money?

"What do you mean by this?" the wanderer asked.

"It doesn't mean anything. If you don't need it, I'll take it back."

As she spoke, Bronya made a move to put away the Winter City Shield.

The vagrants swallowed hard and quickly stepped forward to take the Winter City Shields.

To them, these weren't just cold, hard coins; they were clothes, food, and water.

After Bronya saw that the homeless people had accepted the money, she said, "You can go now."

The homeless people exchanged glances. Although they didn't know what the little girl meant, they felt they had gotten their money's worth.

They didn't linger and hurriedly left with the Winter City Shields.

Watching them walk away, the thug beside Bronya finally put down the rocket launcher, exclaiming in shock:

"Sir, you're a really nice person."

Bronya pursed her lips slightly:

"Not really."

"Alright, alright, whatever you say." Yan took off his hood, quickly pulled out a large cloth bag from his pocket, and kept adding money to Bronya's pocket.

Those who watched the March 7th segment were stunned.

"Wow, how come he's so rich?"

Sambo sighed:

"You didn't expect that, did you? Actually, I didn't expect it either. I was the one who orchestrated the kidnapping, but it turns out my good brother is the one extorting money from me, waaaaaah."

March 7th looked at Sambo with a puzzled expression:

"Kidnapping? Who are you going to kidnap?"

"This little Iron Guard girl, you might not believe it, but I actually went into Crepper Castle and even extorted money from the High Warden to his face." Sambo recalled this experience and suddenly felt incredibly awesome.

"So, why was the money extorted by Yan?" March 7th continued to ask.

"..." Sangbo was quite embarrassed and could only shrug.

"Third sister, can you please stop asking? You know how shameless my good brother is, what wouldn't he do?"

Bronya, standing next to Yan Huan, quickly waved her hand and said:

"Okay, okay, that's enough, stop stuffing, we really can't fit any more."

Yan glanced at it, then stuffed some more in. Seeing that there was really no space left to put the Winter City Shield, he reluctantly put away the large bag.

"Hey, you really need to have money when you're out and about. Commander Bronya, at that rate of how you're spending your money, you'll be out of cash very soon."

Bronya pursed her lips and said sadly:

"What they said is not without reason. It is indeed the lower-class areas that are suffering because of the lockdown."

"Sigh, then let's find the star core for those two fugitives as soon as possible, solve the snow disaster, deal with your mother, and break the blockade order. Then everything will gradually get better, won't it?" Yan reminded him.

“Executor, do you mean you also believe what those two fugitives said?” Bronya asked.

Yan sniffed.

Sister, I'm in cahoots with them, how could I not believe them?

Besides, you already have another one inside your body, so you can't be completely unaware of whether it's real or fake.

"Commander Bronya, assuming what those two scoundrels are saying is true, then it would be a great thing for all the people of Beloberg!"

The silver-haired girl nodded.

If the star core truly exists and is the source of the snow disaster, then eliminating it would be the best way to fulfill one's responsibilities to the people of Beloborg.

But, if all of this were true.

Mother, why did you lie?

She clearly loves this city so much, so why is she issuing arrest warrants for them?

Is it that they have a problem, or... does Mother have other ideas?

“Executive, I think we should be more cautious,” Bronya replied after a long pause.

Her answer was not beyond Yan Huan's expectations.

As the daughter who is closer to the Great Guardian than his own daughter, how could she completely deny the Great Guardian himself because of such a small matter?

To her, Danheng and March 7th were just two strangers, even if they weren't fugitives.

How could their statements possibly overturn Cocolia's position in Bronya's heart?

"Don't panic, sir," Yan immediately suggested.

"Why not just go along with them for now? If they succeed, that'll be great; if they fail, there's no loss."

Upon hearing this, Bronya nodded slightly:

“You’re right, CEO.”

Mr. Yan shook his head and said seriously:

"You should say, 'Yoshi~ A truly good citizen!' and then give a thumbs up."

Bronya stared blankly. "Why? What does this mean?"

"This is a compliment and affirmation. It's obvious you've never been to the grassroots level, sir."

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