Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

Sangbo on the opposite side was still secretly proud of himself, waiting for Cheng An to give him an answer.

Under normal circumstances, Cheng An would definitely punch this person with a smile, seeing as how someone took something from someone else and acted as if he was at a disadvantage, and even wanted to earn a favor from someone else.

But the situation is different now. If Sambo really has this magical power and can really use his ability as the Masked Fool to help her solve such a big problem, it would be worth a favor.

After all, she now has her own power, and this music box is almost useless. Not only that, it is becoming more and more like a time bomb. Just as Jing Yuan once told her, it is time to be on guard.

But think about the style of the music box in the past, maybe it really has some joyful touches. The evil ones need to be punished by the evil ones, and the joyful things need to be dealt with by the fools. It makes sense, right?

Just like that, Cheng An and Sangbo both felt that they had made a profit, and they reached a pleasant deal, leaving Natasha, who was watching on the side, with a sad look on her face.

Having gained the advantage, Sambo was probably anxious to go back and see the great bargain he had picked up, so he turned around and left quickly.

"Little girl, maybe you don't know much about Sambo, but I still want to remind you that your things may be in his hands."

Natasha endured it again and again, but still felt that it was not good to condone Sambo's lies, so she decided to tell the obvious things in her eyes.

It seems that everyone who knows him knows his style of doing things, and now the girl feels that she has no psychological burden in pretending to be stupid.

"It's okay, uh... Sister Natasha? That's what the big brother just called you, right?" Cheng An comforted the kind doctor with a nonchalant look on his face.

"He was not wrong in saying that he saved my life, so no matter whether those words were true or false, I have no problem with them."

Seeing that the girl really didn't care, Natasha stopped trying to persuade her. She turned to talk to the girl about her situation.

"According to Sambo, when he found you, you were lying in the snow, almost buried by the snow in the suburbs. Seeing that you didn't look like a local, he was afraid that you were a person of noble status, so he decided to bring you here."

"After diagnosis, we did find that you had some frostbite on your body, but fortunately it's not serious. You'll be fine after resting for a while."

Cheng An suddenly realized and touched his neck and ears. No wonder!

No wonder it still hurts a little here, it turns out I was frozen.

I miss my mother's winter suit so much. I used to wear it so warmly in winter and never got frostbite. But after coming to this different world, I got the injuries that I used to have to wear with my ears pricked up to prevent.

She sighed sadly.

"I actually came from another planet. My friends and I have lived there for a long time, leading a very peaceful life."

She began to selectively confess some of her background to improve her image in the eyes of this kind doctor and to increase her credibility.

"But outsiders invaded there, and the grassland turned into a sea of fire, with bombs and gunpowder exploding and burning. That's how I came here."

"So I'm not a noble person. It seems that I will disappoint that big brother." She laughed meaningfully.

He specifically picks up people who look extraordinary. He is considered a talent, but his standards are really simple and crude.

Hearing these words, Natasha seemed a little sad. The smell of gunpowder and traces of smoke on the child were explained. She sighed and shook her head.

But Cheng An changed the subject and took advantage of this exclamation to turn the topic to another direction: "I mean, Sister Natasha, I don't have money to pay for the medical expenses."

God have mercy on her. Even if she brought money with her on the planet Poteo, it was the local trading currency.

Although credit points are universal in the universe, they are not widely circulated on that planet. They mainly use local credit points as a supplement, so Cheng An doesn't have many credit points on hand.

More importantly, after running around all that time, I don’t know how much equipment was left in that sea of fire, let alone where I could find my wallet.

It's really unbelievable that everyone in the game carries so many small decorations and parts on them, and they won't drop any equipment after fighting a fight or even several fights. I can only say that she should mind her own business in the second dimension.

But we are all in the same world, and she is still so scientific, which is a bit too much.

"So I can work to pay off my debts? I'm a good fighter!" Have you considered letting her work as a staff member of the Underworld Fire? Natasha, the boss of the Underworld Fire?

Cheng An looked at the gentle and mature doctor with starry eyes.

As a professional homeless person, this is an unavoidable obstacle every time she arrives at a new place. She is now so skilled in speaking that it is heartbreaking.

"Oh? Can you fight?" Natasha was indeed surprised. This little girl who looked short was actually good at fighting?

I thought that even if she wanted to help, she would ask for a clerical job that didn't require much effort.

However, the "fighting ability" she mentioned can reach or even exceed Xier's level of strength, so perhaps she will become a very useful assistant.

This person's origins are unknown, and I don't know if he can be trusted.

Cheng An looked at Natasha lost in thought and knew that she was beginning to consider her own value.

At this time, Natasha is also in the lower city, and Sambo is also active. Looking at everyone's faces, they are not much different from the beginning of the main line. It is estimated that the passage between the upper and lower cities has been cut off.

The main line seems to be just around the corner.

So she just needs to find a place to live where she won't freeze to death, find a job where she won't starve to death, and then live quietly, and a bright future will automatically find her.

"I can charge less salary! Just treat me as an intern, as long as it allows me to survive." There was desire in her eyes, and her whole body revealed the pitiful look of a down-and-out girl trying to survive.

After all, doctors are compassionate. The little girl was lying alone in the snow. After experiencing such a disaster, she probably had no relatives or friends around her, so she needed to settle down and work in an unfamiliar place instead of trying to find acquaintances.

It's like you already know that there's no point in searching.

After much thought, Natasha decided to trust her for the time being. As for what happens next, perhaps she could arrange for someone to find out what kind of person she is.

After all, Dihuo is really short of people.

Maintaining order in the downtown area is extremely difficult. It requires not only prestige, but also skill and suppression by force.

Now that power is delivered to my doorstep, perhaps it is an opportunity?

"Okay, wait for me to recommend it to the relevant people here, but I can't guarantee that I can help you." Her words were very gentle. Although she said it was not certain, it gave people a sense of security that "this will definitely work."

The girl herself has no bad intentions, so she is confident that no one can find fault with her. She is not afraid even if there are tests. She will take care of the underground fire.

Cheng An nodded with gratitude, "Thank you so much! I don't have any relatives or friends here and I don't have a place to live, so I rely on this to survive."

Seeing the child like this, Natasha felt even more emotional. She touched the girl's hair and said that she could stay with her before she officially went to work.

This clinic may not be big, but the place where she lives can barely accommodate her.

Great, now I have a place to live.

The way she looked at Natasha at this moment was the same as the way she looked at her mother, an angel in white, so touching.