Become a legend in the interstellar

This medal was bought by Wang Xinglie with his life, and it is also the spiritual sustenance of the mother and daughter.

If it was not forced, how could it appear on the sales market?
The moment they saw the medal, the mother and daughter's eyes turned red.

"thanks, thanks……"

Liang Qian's eyes were moist, her lips were trembling, and she held the medal tremblingly, sentimentality welled up in her heart, and warm tears immediately rolled down.

Su Xia didn't speak, she had to let the emotions of the mother and daughter out before continuing to communicate.

He got up and walked to the window, put his hands behind his back, and looked up at the artificial night sky outside the window.

At this time, the system popped up a task message.

[Mission: Dragon City Split]

[The first phase of the mission "Eve Before Dawn" has been completed]

[The mission enters the second stage: at dawn]

[Mission Description: Inside Dragon City, there are still many families selling medals, ask the girl Wang Mengqi, you will get more information from her]

[Mission details: Visit various families, learn about the so-called "private institutions" from them, and find out who is behind those private institutions]

[Mission Objective: Find out who is behind the scenes, and you will get important clues about the split of Dragon City from them]

they?

Su Xia noticed a key word in the mission objective.

There is more than one person behind the controller, it should be a large organization with a background.

Is it a college, a research institute, or someone from the lineage of the city lord?
Or are all three parties involved?

After a while, Su Xia turned around and returned to the previous seat, and began to ask about the sale of medals.

It was the little girl Wang Mengqi who sold the medal back then.

Since her mother was seriously ill, she has been responsible for the family's financial resources, but she is young and has few contacts, so she can only do odd jobs occasionally. The income is not enough for her mother's medical expenses, so she can only sell all the valuable things in the house .

The Medal of Honor, many families in Dragon City have it, so they can't be sold for much money.

She deliberately left Dragon City and went to the surrounding small gathering places to sell.

There are many official channels to leave Dragon City. Ordinary city residents can leave as long as they pass the inspection.

Su Xia came in through the secret entrance provided by Zhang Fang. He didn't meet the guards who checked him, but passed the ID card identification.

"Around Dragon City, there are dozens of temporary gathering places of various sizes, some of which were specially opened up by Dragon City to trade with the merchants outside..."

Wang Mengqi's eyes were still a little red, and he cried for a while after seeing the medal, but now his mood has barely stabilized, and he began to tell Su Xia about the sale of the medal.

In Dragon City, there are many other families like hers who had to sell their medals due to some reasons.

Those foreign businessmen are willing to pay high prices, after all, this is a symbol of honor.

At the beginning, Andrew of Conch City transported a batch of ammunition materials for trading. He happened to see the medal Wang Mengqi was selling in a certain trade gathering place, and he wanted to collect it, so he sold the medal for thousands of dollars.
Later, Su Xia subdued Andrew and saw the medal in his basement.

The whereabouts of the batch of munitions delivered by Andrew has become a mystery.

After all, Dragon City has its own arsenal, so there is no need to buy it from others.

At that time, Su Xia asked Andrew, and Andrew said that he didn't know it himself, and the other party just entrusted his company to hide the batch of arms in the sea goods, and then sent them to Longcheng.

As for who in Dragon City wanted this batch of arms, he didn't know.

Knowing too much is not a good thing.

According to Andrew, their company has delivered hidden munitions to Dragon City more than once, and the accumulation of those munitions is enough to start a rebellion inside Dragon City.

"The weapons used by those who attacked the Lord of Dragon City not long ago may have come from this way."

Su Xia thought of this.

There is no doubt that there are ghosts in Dragon City.

Without an insider, the munitions would not have passed inspection and been shipped in.

Thinking of this, Su Xia said to Wang Mengqi: "I want to meet the families of other heroes who sell medals. You should know some of them, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Doctor, I can take you to see them." Wang Mengqi replied honestly.

"Is it okay now?" Su Xia asked again.

"It's not possible now. It's the curfew period. If there are no special circumstances, you can only go out after six o'clock in the morning." Wang Mengqi explained.

"Well, let's talk about it in the morning."

Afterwards, Su Xia chatted with them about other topics.

For example, the curfew was indeed only started after the city lord was attacked, which was rarely required before.

In Wang Mengqi's memory, the last time a curfew was enforced was about eight or nine years ago, when she was still in the second grade of elementary school.

And the reason for the curfew that time was very simple. It was nothing more than a fight between the academics and the research institute. The bombs are all out.

If the fight continues, I'm afraid they will be able to drive armored vehicles directly on the street to bombard them.

Later, it was the city lord who came forward to mediate between the two parties and forcibly ended the farce.

"What kind of person do you think the city lord is?" Su Xia suddenly asked this question. He didn't really want to ask, but after thinking about it, he still asked.

Thinking of the current situation of Dragon City, he felt that the mother and daughter would not have a good opinion of the Lord of Dragon City.

However, to Su Xia's surprise, both of them had a good impression of the city lord and gave quite positive comments.

"Your Majesty is a good person. He often brings up things to improve our lives in various meetings. It's just that his opinion alone can't influence the entire council. Many people in the council are from colleges and research institutes." Wang Mengqi blinked his eyes. , said while recalling.

With that said, she took out a photo and handed it to Su Xia.

She went on to say: "When I was in elementary school, the city owner came to our school to give lectures. I was lucky at that time, and I even took a photo with him. Please see, Mr. Doctor."

"Let me see……"

Perhaps because of the long time, the photo is a little yellowed and the edges are a little blurred.

But when Su Xia saw the man in the photo, she still had mixed feelings in her heart, and her father's appearance once appeared in her mind.

The two are exactly the same, and there is no difference.

When he was in the oasis camp, Zhang Fang also showed Su Xia a photo of the Lord of Dragon City.

However, in Zhang Fang's photo, the city lord has gray hair and looks nearly fifty years old, much older than the father in Su Xia's memory.

And this photo was taken nine years ago, when the Lord of Dragon City didn't have so many gray hairs.

"This is the Lord of Dragon City." Su Xia put down the photo slowly, her expression remained the same, but there was an indescribable feeling in her heart.

Now that he has also come to Dragon City, the truth is actually very close.

Next, Su Xia asked some other questions, and both of them answered seriously.

In their answers, Su Xia noticed another phenomenon.

Although the two of them think that the city lord is a good person, they are only a minority.

Privately, many people believed that if they changed the city lord, or changed the entire leadership, their lives would definitely be better.

Some people even hope that Eagle City or Lion City will send leaders over there, thinking that the leaders there will definitely lead them to a brighter path.

In recent days, such remarks have become more and more widespread, and people are talking about them everywhere.

And these remarks are also one of the factors that make Dragon City unstable.

The entire Dragon City is undercurrents and rumors are spreading everywhere. Some people smell something wrong, but they can't find out what's wrong. They can only pray that there will be no civil strife.

Today's Dragon City can no longer withstand a civil strife.

After the civil strife, even if Dragon City can regain stability, its overall strength will drop a lot, and it will completely lose its status as a large gathering place, or even become a vassal of other large gathering places.

Time slowly came to one o'clock in the morning, Su Xia took the initiative to end the chat and let both of them go to rest.

"Snapped!"

He turned off the light, sat alone on a chair in the dark room, thinking silently.

Thinking is a good habit.

At the same time, he scattered a large number of nano-robots throughout the city, accepting the feedback from the little robots for him bit by bit.

On the surface, the city has completely fallen asleep, but there are still many people tossing and turning, worrying about the future in the dark.

Through the nano-robots, Su Xia saw many pictures and heard many voices.

On the fourth floor of this building, there lived a pair of brothers.

The elder brother and the younger brother didn't sleep, they sat by the window looking at the sky, chatting about the future in a low voice.

The younger brother said: "Brother, will life be better in the future?"

The elder brother replied: "I heard that the city lord is going to die. It should be better to change to a new city lord."

On the third floor of the opposite building, a couple couldn't sleep either.

They looked at the sleeping child with smiles on their faces, but there was a trace of deep sadness hidden under the smiles.

The wife sighed, and said, "Oh, milk powder is expensive again, everyone is talking about wars, and supplies are in short supply. I don't know when this kind of life will be the end."

"It's okay, it's okay, don't worry." The husband comforted: "I heard from Lao Liu that the Lion City in another mainland will send us supplies. When they deliver, we will be fine."

"Why does the Lion City live so well? I heard that they have inexhaustible supplies, and the meat in the warehouse is too high to fit. Their dogs eat better than us."

"I don't know, maybe their city system is better."

"Yeah, I heard that there is no internal fighting at all, unlike ours, where we fight every day..."

Worry, anxiety, confusion, restlessness...

Most of the pictures Su Xia saw and the sounds he heard conveyed such negative emotions back to him.

Among them, many negative emotions are driven by false news.

For example, information about the Lion City.

The Lion City is in the Western Continent, and Jiu Ke and Ginny are from the Western Continent. They told Su Xia about the situation there when they were drinking and chatting.

The supplies over there are also quite tight, there is not much for others, and there is not enough meat at all, let alone the warehouse is full.

As for internal fighting, the internal fighting in Lion City is even more terrifying.

Traditional royalists, youth factions, independent factions, etc., more than a dozen factions are noisy every day, and few policies can be implemented.

Each faction is still not united. Among the royalists alone, there are those who support the traditional monarchy, those who support the constitutional monarchy, those who support the old emperor, those who support the young emperor, those who support a certain grand duke, etc. A lot of factions are intricate, There are endless disputes.

Jiu Tong said that the martial arts over there are relatively abundant, and the imperial city pk is often staged, and it is normal for fists and feet to face each other.

"Such a large-scale dissemination of false information must be organized by someone behind it, but both the college and the research institute have denied it."

Su Xia recalled the days in the oasis camp.

At that time, the old director Hu Yun and the director Wang Luo both said that it was not them.

But knowing people, knowing faces, not knowing their hearts, even though Su Xia has a system, she can only see part of their personal experiences, but not their deepest thoughts.

The night passed quickly.

At six o'clock in the morning, the little girl Wang Mengqi woke up early.

With quick hands and feet, she diligently prepared breakfast for the three of them, and then began to clean the house, with a thin and small figure running around the room.

After a while, she finished her work and asked curiously, "Mr. Doctor, haven't you rested yet?"

"Take a break." Su Xia replied.

"Be sure to rest more, or you will feel uncomfortable."

"Don't worry, I know."

Su Xia smiled and had a good impression of this little girl.

At around seven o'clock in the morning, Su Xia had breakfast with the two of them.

Then, under his guidance, Liang Qian began to use the first course of medicine.

The effect of the medicine is very good, after just using it once, her complexion has become much rosier, and her body is not so uncomfortable.

This result delighted both mother and daughter.

"Mr. Doctor, you are really amazing." Wang Mengqi couldn't help being overjoyed, "The medicines we spent a lot of money on are not as effective as your medicines."

"I have seen the medicines you bought before. They are just medicines for pain relief and symptom relief." Su Xia said.

Although those medicines are not fakes, they are basically scams.

Su Xia did the math. The cost of all the medicines they bought before was less than one hundred. Even if the transportation was difficult and they changed hands several times in the middle, the price should not exceed one thousand, but they spent tens of thousands. .

The profit in the middle is unimaginable.

In comparison, the price of Su Xia's pharmacy is really conscience.

After a while, Su Xia and Wang Mengqi went out.

The two began visiting homes that also sold medals.

The outside world is already lit up, and the countless display screens attached to the dome simulate the effect of dawn, and a spotlight similar to the sun is hung on the east side. The spotlight will slowly move to the west as time goes by, and finally Sunk under the rockery on the west side.

People come and go in the city, just like ordinary cities.

"Drip-"

Vehicles are driving on the road, shops on the street are opening, and the rich aroma of breakfast is wafting in the streets and alleys.

Such a small man-made world would be like a paradise if there were no external wars and internal struggles.