After faking her death in interstellar space, the powerful woman disguised herself as a man and went

Tavern.

Although it was daytime, for those who preferred to scavenge and hunt at night, daytime was the liveliest time in the tavern.

Many people, after selling their goods and having some left over, would stop by here with their friends for a couple of drinks and to chat about recent interesting events.

Leng Ran waited at the door, letting Jun Han in alone. Jun Han walked up to a burly, dark-skinned middle-aged man who was drinking heavily. "Uncle Yuan, I'm back."

Uncle Yuan slammed the large wooden wine cup in his hand onto the table with a loud bang. "Weren't you supposed to be protecting that reckless brat? Why are you back so soon? Didn't you send him back?"

The clueless, indifferent brat: ?

"Uncle Yuan, this is what happened..." Jun Han took Uncle Yuan's hand and briefly described what had happened and Leng Ran's situation, hoping that he could be taken in.

After listening, Uncle Yuan sighed, "A determined young man, a good prospect for a hunter. Alas, a pitiful calf. Let's take him back; we War Wolves can afford to raise him!"

"That's great, thank you Uncle Yuan." Jun Han's amber eyes lit up. "Then I'll go and let him in."

"No need, let's go straight back." Uncle Yuan raised his glass, gulped down the rest of the malt liquor in a few gulps, then slung his double-handed sword over his shoulder, picked up the several full wine jugs, and strode outside.

Leng Ran was sitting on the steps outside the tavern, leaning against the wall, observing his surroundings in a safe posture. When he saw Jun Han coming out with a middle-aged man, he realized that the man in front of him was Uncle Yuan.

"Uncle Yuan, hello, I'm Mo Li." Leng Ran stood up obediently to greet him.

"Yes, I know about what happened to you. Come back with me, Uncle Yuan. Our War Wolf Beast Hunting Group would be a good place for you."

After thanking him, Leng Ran confirmed Zhan Lang's location again; it was about twenty kilometers away. The two had arrived in an oxcart used by the regiment for procurement. Thinking of his precious belongings still buried in the garbage dump, Leng Ran asked...

"Uncle Yuan, my luggage is still in the garbage dump. Could you stop by and I'll go get it?" Leng Ran looked at Uncle Yuan pitifully. Uncle Yuan agreed without thinking much.

So when he saw Leng Ran dragging a burlap sack over with a clanging sound, Uncle Yuan felt even more sorry for the child.

This child must have collected so much trash and junk, yet he kept it all as a treasure. Not wanting to discourage the child, Uncle Yuan said nothing, told Leng Ran to throw the sack onto the cart, and continued driving the oxcart with the two children on their way.

"Mo Li, what's in your bag?" Jun Han was so curious that he couldn't help but ask.

"The thing I depend on for survival," Leng Ran replied without hesitation.

A portable kitchen is definitely important!

Jun Han, sharing the same guess as Uncle Yuan, glanced at Leng Ran with great sympathy and said nothing more on the topic.

"Little Mo Li, where did you escape from to get here?" Uncle Yuan asked as he drove the carriage.

“I don’t know either. My parents never let me leave the yard.” Leng Ran shook her head gently. “One day, a group of people came to my yard to kill me. I was very scared, so I hid until an uncle whose identity I didn’t know saved me.”

"He claimed to be a good friend of my father, told me about high-level beasts, and that the people chasing me were their enemies, and told me to run away quickly."

"He took me for a few days, then dumped me in a garbage dump and left."

He calmly and serenely recounted the story, his voice devoid of any emotion.

"Alas, this world is not good, you are all unfortunate children." Uncle Yuan sighed, "Xiao Han is the same. He was abandoned in the forest as soon as he was born. He was about to be eaten by a strange beast when our commander happened to pass by and rescued him and raised him."

The garbage planet is resource-poor, food-poor, and has a harsh environment. Although it is nominally part of the Federation, it has long been abandoned by the government.

It grows like a wild grass, free and wild.

Here, the law of the jungle prevails, and everyone understands the principle of the survival of the fittest.

For families without the means to raise their children, abandoning them instead of selling them directly to cannibals is already a relatively good outcome.

Compared to Jun Han, who has always lived on a garbage planet, Leng Ran is both lucky and unlucky.

The group chatted casually along the way, and Leng Ran learned quite a bit of information about the place.

There are five districts on the Nameless Star, represented by the letters A, B, C, D, and E, which indicate the class division of the Nameless Star from top to bottom.

Zone E is a dense forest area located in the center of the five zones. It is home to a large number of strange beasts and is also the workplace of many beast hunters.

District D, where Leng Ran is currently located, is piled with a large amount of garbage transported from other districts, and has only one street for trading—Wanyou Street.

Area C is where most ordinary people live, and it is quite crowded. It is also the main area where vendors in Area D source their goods.

Area B is inhabited by some wealthy people who enjoy a high quality of life. It is rumored that the people there have channels for trade with other planets and can freely travel to and from the nameless planet.

Area A was once the site of a military base. With the withdrawal of the troops, the former military buildings have been abandoned, and no one has been there since, so its current condition is unknown.

In addition, there are very strict area restrictions here. People in area D cannot enter area C without a pass, and the same applies to other areas.

Therefore, in Zone D, where food cannot be produced, there are so many unscrupulous merchants selling food at exorbitant prices, exploiting ordinary scavengers and hunters. As for Zone A, it was once a military stronghold, and even though it is now abandoned, ordinary civilians who try to enter will be instantly killed by the energy network.

Every year, the previous area sends people to the area below, bringing a limited number of passes. At this time, the people of Area D must do everything they can to obtain a pass to the upper area.

Because the passes are anonymous, they often lead to bloodshed. Nowadays, everyone who can open a shop on Wanyou Street has some kind of powerful backing to protect that pass.

Xue Lang, the former leader of the War Wolf Hunting Group, was someone with a pass, so they would purchase most of their food from Area C. However, due to the long distance, they would only go once a week for necessary purchases and to sell rare materials. Most of the common materials obtained from hunting would be transported directly to Wanyou Street for sale.

The group chatted idly along the way, and as the sun was about to set, they finally arrived at their destination.

The Wolf Hunters' camp was small, but its layout was compact and orderly. Several small wooden cabins were scattered in a simple courtyard, with a campfire burning brightly in the center.

At this moment, several members sat around the campfire, talking in hushed tones, occasionally bursting into laughter. A simple dinner was cooking in an iron pot by the campfire, the aroma of the food filling the air and adding a touch of warmth to the tranquil night.

"Old Yuan, Little Han, you're finally back. Quickly bring some good wine, we've been waiting for you for ages." A burly man with a thick beard stood up and greeted the two men warmly as the familiar oxcart drove into the yard.

"Hmm? Where did you kidnap this little kid from?" Another burly man with a scar on his face noticed Leng Ran on the oxcart and curiously leaned closer to examine him. "He's quite handsome."

He looked back calmly and coldly, meeting the gazes of the bearded man and the scarred burly man, his heart unmoved.

The burly man with the scar was the first to look away, laughing loudly, "Kid, you've got guts. Most little kids would just cry if they saw us."

"Old Hu, Old Dao, don't scare him." Uncle Yuan came forward with a helpless expression and dragged the two away.

Leng Ran, who was originally sitting in the car, refused Jun Han's offer to help her up after he got out of the car. Instead, she jumped off the car, which was taller than her, and landed lightly.

"Uncle Hu, Uncle Dao, hello, my name is Mo Li." He smiled coldly, not minding the two men's scrutinizing gazes, and their slightly fierce and menacing faces compared to the honest-looking Uncle Yuan.

She didn't dislike such gazes; on the contrary, she had a good impression of these hunters who wore their thoughts on their sleeves.

Uncle Yuan, who had been dragging the two away, turned back and gave Leng Ran an approving look. He had almost forgotten that this kid wasn't just any lamb, but a wolf cub like Xiao Han, and a very polite one at that.

The two fierce-looking men, who had frightened countless children to tears, stared wide-eyed at Leng Ran, who was smiling politely at them, with disbelief.

"Hahaha, I like you, kid!" Uncle Hu laughed.

"Mo Li, you've got guts." Uncle Dao also cast an admiring glance at him and nodded secretly.

"Alright, alright, you two go and call the brothers to move the stuff. I'll take these two kids to see the regimental commander," Uncle Yuan instructed, then gestured for Leng Ran and Jun Han to follow.

Uncle Yuan walked to the largest wooden house in the center and knocked on the door. "Commander, it's me, Yuan."

"Come in." A calm and deep voice came from behind the door.

The old regimental commander Xue Lang, who was reading letters at his desk, raised his head. His face was weathered, and his hair was already white, but it was still neatly combed. The deep wrinkles on his forehead and the corners of his eyes marked the passage of time, but his eyes were still sharp, revealing an undeniable authority and wisdom.

"I heard a noise in the courtyard," Xue Lang said, turning to look at Leng Ran with a kind expression. "Is that the child? How old is he?"

"Hello, Grandpa Commander, I'm Mo Li, and I'm seven years old." Leng Ran greeted the commander politely.

Then, Uncle Yuan briefly explained Mo Li's story and origins.

“He’s a pitiful man. However, your parents trained you very well, and you were able to kill two bullies on your own at such a young age.” Xue Lang sighed. “Since you are a descendant of beast hunters, we, as fellow hunters, naturally have no reason to ignore you.”

"Mo Li, would you like to live with us? We can teach you how to become stronger, how to become an excellent beast hunter, and one day you can take revenge on the beasts."

"I want to become stronger. I believe my parents are still alive and are waiting for me somewhere in the world to save them!" Leng Ran replied firmly and resolutely. "Please teach me how to become stronger!"

Leng Ran did believe this, but her current strength was limited, and she wouldn't do anything suicidal, such as charging into the monster's lair alone with just a knife.

Hearing Leng Ran's words, both Yuan Shu and Jun Han felt a pang of sorrow. In their eyes, the child's parents were likely doomed.

Xue Lang patted Leng Ran's little head and encouraged him, "Good boy! From now on, you will train with Xiao Han and the uncles. There will be such a day."