Quick, female general, I traveled through time to save my father

Chapter 460 Xiao 5 goes home 10

"You are the ones looking for me?"

The young voice is bright and energetic, with an approachable affinity.

His eyes moved frankly between Muchen and Sirong, without any condescending scrutiny, only pure curiosity and undisguised friendliness.

"The housekeeper said someone came specially to thank me... Actually, there's no need to be so polite, it's just a small favor!" He smiled and waved his hand, his attitude very casual.

This is the second young master of the Situ family, Situ Ming.

The way he appeared was completely beyond Muchen and Sirong's expectations.

They expected to be treated coldly, to be harassed, and even to be questioned.

But they never expected that this young master, who held a high status in the slums, would personally run out to greet these two uninvited strangers like an enthusiastic young man next door.

This untimely yet unusually lively friendliness, set against the backdrop of the gloomy ruins and solemn butler, seemed particularly dazzling and... also... particularly subtle.

Situ Ming didn't wait for them to speak and asked enthusiastically, "Are you the friends Aunt Li introduced? Come in and sit for a while!"

This was exactly the purpose of Sirong and her friends' trip, so they naturally followed in.

The scene inside the house shows more signs of the past than outside the door, but the signs of neglect are also obvious.

Situ Ming, who was walking in front, walked briskly, as if he had returned to his own territory, and his expression was even more relaxed.

Si Rong glanced at the silent Muchen and decided to take the initiative to test him. Her voice was cold, but it was particularly clear in this slightly empty courtyard:

"Second Young Master, won't you ask what exactly we lost?"

Upon hearing this, Situ Ming stopped and turned around, still with that innocent smile on his face.

He subconsciously touched the back of his head and spoke briskly with a hint of genuine embarrassment:

"Just call me Situ Ming! We don't really have so many rules here."

He continued to explain as he walked, his tone as relaxed as if he were chatting casually: "As for the things... I really can't remember what they are specifically."

He smiled and spread his hands, his expression frank: "Don't look at my family name being Situ, what I like to do most is to go shopping on our garbage mountain with everyone!"

He spoke enthusiastically, his eyes showing no disdain for the working environment, but instead a bright light of having found joy:

"After the things I found have accumulated for a while, I pack them up and send them to Aunt Li to exchange for some firewood, rice, oil, salt or other small items.

Everyone is like this. That’s why you say ‘valuables’…”

Situ Ming tilted his head slightly, a trace of genuine confusion flashed across his face, but there was no trace of hypocrisy in that confusion.

"To be honest, I really can't think of anything particularly valuable recently."

Seeing Situ Ming's natural demeanor, Muchen also let down his guard a little: "It's this thing, take a look, do you still remember it?"

Muchen took out the intelligent computer core from his arms.

The light in the courtyard was dim, but the core itself seemed to contain a unique brilliance.

It does not reflect the light from the outside world, but instead has a crystal blue halo flowing inside like the abyss of the deep sea.

Strands of light drifted quietly among the cold metal textures, emitting a mysterious atmosphere that was completely inconsistent with the dilapidated scene around it.

"This...look...is a little special!" Situ Ming's voice still carried that casual frankness, but his eyes were at the moment of touching the core.

There was a change so subtle, as barely perceptible as a crack in the ice.

He stretched out his finger, as if attracted by the flowing blue, intending to touch the strange light.

However, just before his fingertips were about to touch, his movement suddenly stopped in mid-air.

The pause was so brief that it was almost impossible to grasp, and then he withdrew his hand, his fingertips even curling up slightly, barely perceptible.

Still smiling, he said, "Such a... unique thing, you have to be careful."

His brows naturally furrowed slightly, as if he was trying hard to recall something.

But this brief thought lasted only a very short time, and he shook his head with obvious, almost deliberate regret.

"Oh, I really don't have any impression at all. If I had seen such a beautiful thing, I would definitely not forget it."

Situ Ming thought his movements and expressions were very natural, but in fact, Si Rong and Muchen had already seen it all.

After hearing his answer, I knew that it would be futile to continue asking questions.

So he started chatting with Situ Ming about treasure hunting in the garbage mountain. In the past two days, Sirong and Muchen also learned a lot about the things here.

I can find topics to talk about.

Even if Situ Ming wanted to test their identities, he would have a way to deal with it.

Situ Ming breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. The smile on his face was still as warm as ever, even more natural, with a bit of the sunshine unique to young people.

The corners of Sirong's lips curled up slightly, almost invisible, and the smile was warm but not completely reflected in her eyes.

"Yes, it's fate that I can meet Master Situ here."

Her tone was light, as if she had really let the matter go, and Muchen followed suit.

Soon he started chatting with Situ Ming: "It's about the garbage mountain treasure hunt that Master Situ mentioned. We are new here and have heard and seen a lot of interesting things in the past two days. It really opened our eyes.

Everyone says it's the 'treasure bowl' of the wasteland, and I never thought Master Situ would enjoy it so much."

"I told you to just call me Situ Ming. Don't be so polite."

In this lively conversation, Situ Ming casually interspersed a few inquiries:

"By the way, judging from your accents, you two don't sound like locals. Where are you from? Would you mind telling us..." His eyes seemed to pass unintentionally over the two people's neat but obviously worldly clothes.

"Looking at your figures and knowledge, you two seem to have been traveling around the world for many years."

Muchen's response was flawless. His smile carried a touch of just the right amount of humility and helplessness: "Excuse me for making a fool of myself. Let's not talk about the past. Tell me about the Trash Planet."

Situ Ming's eyes lit up and he was very excited: "Yes, yes, yes! Beipo was very lively last week!" He immediately recounted his experience of searching for spare parts in vivid detail, and the previous subtle atmosphere seemed to be broken.

After exchanging greetings with Situ Ming for a while, Sirong and Muchen said goodbye and left.

After walking out of the Situ family's area, the two looked at each other and flashed into the space.

"What should we do now? There is a device in the space that can make us invisible, but will they find us?" Si Rong looked at Muchen.

After all, this is the interstellar world, and it is Xiao 5's world.

In other words, the gold fingers they originally used were all invented here.

If I use it on them now, will it be like showing off my skills and be discovered immediately by them?