“Well then, I’ll take my leave for today!” It was getting late; although she had already joined, the various tests and physical examinations alone had taken up the entire day.
There were still many minor details to handle—of course, there was no rush today, as Rhodes Island would remain in Lungmen for several more days.
Fuyuki’s induction was just a small interlude for Rhodes Island.
For today, Fuyuki decided to go home for the time being.
After all, she would be away for a long time, so she needed to tidy up her little nest properly.
With her Rhodes Island ID badge, at least Fuyuki’s presence in Luoting Continent and the inconsequential slums was completely legal, so she didn’t have to sneak around or hide on her way back.
This feeling of being able to walk down the streets of Lungmen with her head held high…
at least in her memory, she had truly never experienced it before.
Lungmen at night, with its flashing neon lights, spoke of the city’s prosperity and brilliance.
Although this vanity was not enjoyed by everyone.
“The Infected…” Too many things had happened today.
Besides her own induction process, Fuyuki had indeed seen how Rhodes Island treated the Infected.
Like treating an ordinary patient with a cold, they gave their all to provide treatment, and that was it.
Although the fees were not cheap, the price was still much lower compared to buying medicine for daily maintenance.
Furthermore, for patients in urgent need of treatment, they would save them first and talk later…
in this regard, Fuyuki truly admired Rhodes Island.
But she always felt…
Rhodes Island’s demand for combat power seemed to far exceed that of a serious medical company…
perhaps the dangers of traveling the wilderness were more than she imagined.
Fuyuki had no such experience; she only heard about things outside occasionally or learned a bit from books and magazines.
Tonight would probably be her last trip back to her little nest for a while; after finishing her packing, Fuyuki planned to move onto the ship.
“I’ll restock the emergency supplies in my little nest…
although I might not use them again, I can’t change this good habit.
I’ll pick some with a longer shelf life this time!” “And…
I should say a proper goodbye to the people I know.” Although life wasn’t easy, the neighbors had always looked after Fuyuki quite well.
On her way back, Fuyuki took a slight detour to a shop with a decent stock of goods.
“Emergency rations, purified water, backup energy for the small Originium heater.” She made another trip to the pharmacy.
“Medical alcohol, bandages, trauma medicine…
alright, that should be about it.” Money was tight, but Fuyuki was never stingy when it came to these things.
Years of experience had proven that building her little nest to the specifications of a safe house was very useful.
After all, no matter how smooth one was, the people who were meant to be offended would eventually be offended.
She had experiences where it wasn’t convenient to fight, and she was blocked inside her home, unable to leave.
Fortunately, even in the Lungmen slums, cases of people daring to break in publicly were rare, so these items kept in Fuyuki’s nest would come in handy.
“And then, I’ll head to Uncle Dong’s stall.
For my last meal at home, I really have to eat a serving of marbles for it to feel right!” I’ll check if Uncle Lin is there too; if he is, I’ll say goodbye on the way.
Although Uncle Lin’s title as the Rat King was famous, if one really wanted to find him, ordinary people truly wouldn’t know where to look.
Dong’s Fishballs was considered a relatively common spot.
However, it seemed luck wasn’t on her side today; when Fuyuki arrived at the stall, she only saw the young man tending the shop.
“Brother Jye, the usual: three servings of Tumor-beast balls, and then give me a serving of scaled marbles!” “One moment.” Jye’s business voice was filled with its usual flatness.
Perhaps because Fuyuki ordered more than usual, after Jye glanced at her, he unusually took the initiative to strike up a conversation.
“Does Miss Fuyuki have something to be happy about today?” Yesterday’s chat with Lin Gerui happened with Jye present, so Fuyuki didn’t need to explain from the beginning.
“Didn’t I talk with Uncle Lin yesterday about applying to Rhodes Island?
Well, I went today and passed!” Fuyuki’s lips curled into a pretty arc, looking very cheerful.
“So, I’ll probably be leaving Lungmen to go to work later.
I originally wanted to see if I could bump into Uncle Lin again today to say goodbye.
But it seems I’m out of luck.
Brother Jye, please say hello to Uncle Lin for me next time you see him.” “Alright,” Jye agreed.
Regarding Lin Gerui, the information he knew was also very limited, so he couldn’t help Fuyuki much, but passing on a greeting was no problem.
“Next time you come, I’ll give you a thirty percent discount.” That kind of discount!
If Fuyuki had encountered it on a normal day, she would have definitely filled an entire refrigerator and eaten them slowly!
“Eh~ Not this time?” Jye’s usually emotionless, stone-faced expression unusually showed a bit of a smile.
“Not this time.
But these servings you just ordered are on the house.” A few servings of marbles weren’t very expensive; this was a small parting gift Jye gave to Fuyuki, an old customer, on behalf of Dong’s Fishballs.
In this situation, Jye could still make a decision on behalf of the boss.
And the promised discount for next time was also a wish for Fuyuki’s safe journey.
Fuyuki understood.
“Then…
I won’t be formal!
I’ll take it!
Thanks, Brother Jye!” “Have a safe trip.” Carrying her favorite snacks, which were also her dinner, Fuyuki slowly returned home.
For the first time, Fuyuki wanted to imprint the narrow streets of the Lungmen slums into her mind.
Having already decided to leave, there was naturally some reluctance.
Fuyuki’s residence was on the top floor of a relatively tall building.
There was no elevator, so the top floor was indeed cheap; in fact, Fuyuki hadn’t even been the one to buy the room originally.
But now, the ownership of the room indeed belonged to Fuyuki.
Opening the door with a key, the interior wasn’t large, and there were quite a few items piled up, but it was organized in a fairly orderly manner.
After a simple meal, she took out a broom and a mop, filled a bucket with clean water, and Fuyuki began cleaning in silence.
The process wasn’t very long; with the help of her Originium Arts, Fuyuki quickly cleaned the small room until it was brand new.
“Finally, I just need to organize the emergency supplies!” Items used for emergencies had a long shelf life, so Fuyuki restacked the items in her safe house roughly in order of their expiration dates.
The parts with the longest dates would definitely be fine for two or three years.
Her little room would likely remain unattended for a short while.
In a place like the Lungmen slums, there was no guarantee that people wouldn’t enter her room.
Whether maliciously or unintentionally.
Fuyuki didn’t have much thought about it; since she wouldn’t be there, she couldn’t expect too much, as long as they didn’t tear her home apart.
So, she casually left a note in the safe house.