Bengtie: Is your pure and beautiful destiny serious?

Cheng An's question was both to ask Little Round Face if he had anything to ask her, and also to ask Potio whether he should tell the child some information.

To be honest, at this point, it's better to put it in a negative way. You know, the impact won't be that big. Little Round Face is a good person, and she doesn't want the child to feel that they are isolating him.

However, it seems that Cheng An does not need to worry about this issue, because Fusili's good brother Potio made the decision first.

He said, "If a disaster were to happen here and almost everyone would die, would you be willing to leave?"

"Huh?" The little round-faced man was a little caught off guard. Lloydide, who had always been bold and fearless, would actually ask him a question in such a tone one day. However, this was not something that was difficult to answer.

"Of course I don't want to. First of all, Roy, you will definitely not leave. We are good friends, and I certainly can't leave you alone. Secondly, isn't this our home? If anyone is going to leave, it should be that group of people."

Based on this question, he has vaguely understood the phrase "man-made disaster". It is obvious that when the three words "disaster", "man-made disaster" and "outsider" are put together, it is enough to make people imagine a heroic blockbuster. In short, it is definitely not a good thing.

Judging from the cowboy's serious expression, it might be a matter of life and death.

Hearing such a familiar answer, Potio smiled with relief. He patted the man on the back while laughing, "Good boy, you really understand me. I knew you would say that."

Cheng An couldn't help but sigh that the cowboys, from top to bottom, were all principled prairie people.

"Well, it looks like there's nothing to hide." She felt inexplicably relieved.

"As you can see, those outsiders are from the company, and their target is a precious resource of your planet." Seeing this, Cheng An also planned to make it clear.

Anyway, the situation has come to this. She is no match for the gangsters in the company's marketing department because of her own strength. She has known that she will not be able to defeat them this time. So, it is meaningless for her to know that secret.

But it is better not to tell them the final outcome. They have to resist and fight, and they still need something to hope for.

What if? What if there's a surprise?

At least you can't tell others that you are dead. That would be too hopeless.

"These robbers will not listen to your opinions. They will still carry out their mining plan. Don't be fooled by their human appearance. They are actually ghosts in human skin. They burn, kill, rob and do anything."

Cheng An's expression was serious. "Human life is not worth mentioning to them. Perhaps a human head is not as valuable as an expensive machine in their eyes."

"So, if you want to resist, remember to destroy whatever is expensive."

"Revenge and resistance have similarities. It's nothing more than treating the enemy. If you can eradicate them, then eradicate them. If you can't eradicate them, then make things difficult for them. If that doesn't work, then just scold them."

"But no matter what, only when people are alive can they continue to cause effective damage. Only when people are alive can they resist in the best way. Do you understand what I mean?"

Even though they know the ending will be tragic, they will not turn a blind eye to this evil act. Cowboys are born with stubbornness and will not turn back even if they hit a wall.

So she could only offer some thoughts, a little information, and some advice for staying alive.

Hopefully there will be at least some twists and turns along the way that will please her.

After hearing this news that would shock the rest of his life, Fusili was only controlled for a minute. After he came to his senses, he smiled with dimpled cheeks and gave Cheng An a thumbs up.

"Don't worry, Sister Cheng. I'm very lucky! I've been with Brother Roy for so many years and have been through so many life-threatening situations. I was lucky enough to survive every time."

"If you're lucky this time, you'll be able to see me fighting."

As if he was afraid of disturbing others, the little round-faced man lowered his voice, but his smiling face made people feel good.

Potio was at a loss for words and punched him on the head. Then he nodded to Cheng An as a silent promise.

Teacher Dan Heng listened to all this silently. He could guess the ending that Cheng An had not said. If it was not the worst result, she would not ask the residents of a planet without a jump starport whether they were willing to leave.

Given her personality, running away without even fighting is the worst option.

And this time, if they nodded, she might try every means to take them away.

Sadly, but fortunately, not a single person agreed.

So she chose to stay and face the ending with these brave warriors.

In this case, of course he would stand on his friend's side unconditionally.

Dan Heng's eyes swept across the three people who had fallen silent again. He patted Cheng An's clenched fist to express his silent support.

The campfire is burning, and perhaps no one in the camp can sleep well tonight.

The next morning.

The cowboys and their group quickly packed up their equipment. They took one last look back at the silver-white alien spaceship, then headed home without looking back.

The horses' hooves splashed sand and gravel as they galloped. It was almost afternoon when they arrived at their destination. As soon as they entered the town, the cowboys tied up their horses and blended smoothly into the crowd like fish into water. They went to get news.

But the four people of Portio didn't need this step. They chose to go back to their own homes. The black and white-haired cowboy took the two people who were traveling with him and today's harvest through the green grass and returned to where their families were.

As soon as he entered the door, the little ball came over with unsteady steps and hugged his legs, babbling to him in words that only he understood.

Seeing his daughter's cowboy clothes, he felt his heart melt. He leaned over to pick up the child and touched her head. "How is it? Were you good today?"

"Hmm!" Coincidentally, this child has long white hair similar to Portio's, but without the black highlights, which makes him look even fairer, tenderer and cuter.

He held the child in his arms and looked at Cheng An. The meaning in his eyes was very obvious. It was nothing more than that things were really going to get chaotic now. If that day really came, she should remember to take the child with her.

She really didn't want to admit that she understood that look in just one second.

The girl rolled her eyes at him, raised her fist, hit his arm like he had hit her little round face, then pulled Dan Heng away from the man.

What happened next was just as she had said. News spread quickly, and by noon on the third day, Potio had learned the news that he had already known.

That is, that group of outsiders really ignored the opposition of everyone from top to bottom and vowed to get the precious resources they talked about.

The cowboys quickly made their own judgments and actions regarding this shameless unilateral plunder.

A counterattack team composed of cowboys was naturally formed, with Portio and Fusilli among them.

They have taken the first step in their rebellion.