Post-Apocalyptic Wasteland: The Female Protagonist Has Become a God

She closed her eyes to stop the tears from welling up, and after calming herself down, she poked the bundle of data that was hugging her.

"System, can you still appear like this?"

"Of course, I am a system that grows alongside the stars and moon. As you become stronger, I am also constantly upgrading. Now I can create a data humanoid, and I think it won't be long before I can have a real humanoid form."

"How amazing, System, where did you come from?"

The system paused for a moment: "I'm sorry, Xingyue, I can't tell you that yet. You just need to know that I can help you, that's enough."

"...Okay, if you don't want to talk about it, I won't ask any more questions."

After chatting casually with the system for a few more minutes, I fell into a deep sleep.

……

In the hall, a girl was kneeling on the ground, while a middle-aged man held a rattan cane and fiercely pointed at her, cursing angrily. On either side of her stood children of about the same age as the girl, who lowered their heads in fear.

"Tell me! Where did you hide my ten thousand yuan?!"

"I didn't take your money."

"You still dare to be stubborn! If you didn't take it, does the money have legs to run away?!"

The girl remained defiant, refusing to back down: "I didn't take it, that's all!"

The middle-aged man rolled up his sleeves and pointed to a girl dressed in a pink dress with a bow in her hair, looking like a little princess.

"She told me everything, saying she saw you take the money and leave my house with her own eyes. Now you're trying to deny it!"

The girl looked in the direction she was looking, and was first shocked. Then, she stared at the girl in the pink dress with resentment. The girl in the pink dress didn't dare to look at her and lowered her head even further.

"Still not going to talk? Today I'll teach you a lesson you no one wants, you little bastard!"

The cane lashed at the girl repeatedly, each strike leaving a red welt on her clothes.

"I'll teach you a lesson for your dishonest hands! You all better watch out! This is what happens when you steal!"

The children standing on both sides were so frightened that they shrank back, and some even started to cry.

Just as the girl was on the verge of death from the beating, an elderly man with white hair mixed with a few black hairs and wearing reading glasses rushed over anxiously and snatched the rattan cane from the middle-aged man's hand.

Upon seeing the person who arrived, the girl seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, her small body slumped down and she closed her eyes.

The scene shifts, and the girl, still recovering from her illness, calls out to the girl in the pink dress.

"Xiaoliu, why did you lie to him? Why did you tell him I took the money?"

"If you went into his house, then who else could have taken it if not you?"

"Didn't you say your beloved pom-pom accidentally rolled inside, and you were afraid he wouldn't dare go in to get it, so you asked me to get it for you? When I came out, I was only holding your pom-pom, and you were standing outside the door, didn't you see that?"

"Yes! I saw it! It was you who took the money!"

The girl wanted to argue with her further, but the girl in the pink dress interrupted her directly, saying firmly, "I declare that from today onwards we are no longer friends. I don't want to be friends with a thief!"

The scene then returns to the lobby.

A couple sat on the sofa, and an elderly man with gray hair sat opposite them.

The couple spoke first, saying, "Director, we've made up our minds. We'll adopt Xiaoliu."

The old director pushed up his glasses: "But weren't you going to adopt Yue'er? You didn't choose Xiao Liu last time, and Xiao Liu already has other families ready to adopt her."

The couple exchanged a glance, then the woman took out several stacks of money from her bag, placed them on the table, and pushed the money in front of the old director: "This money is our donation to the children in the orphanage. Please do us a favor, Director."

"We originally chose Yue'er, but we heard she stole something recently, so we..."

The man chimed in, “So we reconsidered. Xiaoliu is well-behaved and adorable, and her painting skills are excellent at such a young age. I think she can definitely follow in our footsteps.”

The old dean glanced at the money on the table, hesitated for a moment, and then agreed: "Alright, I'll go talk to them."

The couple's faces lit up with joy: "Then we'll trouble you, Dean. We'll come pick up Xiaoliu next week after we finish the art exhibition."

The girl and Xiaoliu had been eavesdropping behind a pillar. Upon hearing this, the girl's eyes darkened. Xiaoliu excitedly rushed out, holding a painting in her hand.

"I heard everything. From now on, you'll be my mom and dad, right?" Xiaoliu hugged the woman's arm, her face full of excitement.

The woman patted her head: "Yes~ From now on, you will be our daughter."

The man took the painting from her hand: "What new paintings has Xiaoliu brought us this time?"

"Xiaoliu really likes her new dad and mom and dreams of being your daughter, so she drew a picture of herself with you. Mom and Dad, you don't mind Xiaoliu taking the liberty of drawing this, do you?"

After speaking, he glanced cautiously at the couple.

After looking at the painting, the two people praised it: "It's well painted! With such talent, you'll definitely reach a higher level with a little guidance."

They then put the painting down and said, "We have to catch a flight later. We'll come to pick you up next week. We hope you can bring us new surprise paintings then."

He then exchanged a few words with the dean and left in a hurry.

After they left, the old dean picked up the painting, pushed up his reading glasses, squinted, and examined it carefully.

"Xiao Liu, when did you become so good at drawing? Grandma Dean remembers you couldn't even draw an apple properly."

Xiaoliu quickly snatched the painting back and stammered, "It's...it's something I learned to draw a while ago. I practiced it many times before I got it right. Grandma Dean, please don't ask anymore."

After saying that, he hurriedly ran away.

He shook his head helplessly: "This child..."

Seeing the girl behind the pillar, he smiled kindly and waved to her: "Moon, come here."

The girl walked over dejectedly: "Grandma Dean..."

The old director smiled and tapped the girl's nose: "Why is our Yue'er unhappy? Come and tell Grandma Director about it."

"Grandma Dean... Yue'er didn't steal Uncle's money, Yue'er isn't a thief..."

"Grandma Dean believes in Yue'er."

"really?"

"Of course it's true. Grandma Dean loves Yue'er the most."

The picture changes again.

The girl sat alone on the swing, staring blankly at the wall in the distance.

Just then, Xiao Liu walked by furtively in the distance, attracting the girl's attention, and she secretly followed him.

The girl hid in the tall grass, her small body completely concealed, her clear and innocent eyes looking at Xiaoliu and the young man outside the fence at the corner of the wall.

Xiao Liu handed a paper-wrapped item to the man outside. The man opened the package to reveal red banknotes inside, which he then carefully counted.

Xiaoliu looked around and hurriedly urged, "Where's the thing? Give it to me quickly!"

The man chuckled and said, "What's the rush? We've traded so many times, when have I ever treated you badly?" He then calmly handed over a roll of something he was holding.

Xiao Liu quickly took it, opened it, and examined it. It was indeed a beautiful landscape painting.

"This is our last transaction. I won't contact you again." He then pulled out a paper package and handed it over. "Don't tell anyone about me buying paintings from you. This is hush money."

The man took it and glanced at it: "I really don't know where you, a kid from an orphanage, got so much money."

"This is none of your business, mind your own business."

He shook the banknotes in his hand: "I'm only interested in money. With money, everything is fine."