Chapter 3.4 (2/2)

The man jumped from joy.

“You’re good, little one. It works better than before. Before it always made weird sounds. Incredible… Thank you! Thank you so much!”

Without stopping, he shook Angela’s hand. Taking off his strong dirty hand, standing next to him, Dingo quickly said.

“The repair – 20 nano-carat.”

“You repaired my truck, which is dearer to me than my life, so this is nothing.”

The man gave Dingo the money. His car started off and he kept signaling them many times in grat.i.tude on his way to Jed.

“Good job.”

Angela puffed out her chest proudly.

“How else? Who do you think I am?”

Dingo smiled and wanted to give the money to Angela.

“What?”

“You earned it.”

Angela waved her hands.

“I don’t need them. I don’t know what to do with it anyways. Keep it.”

“We’ll buy something tasty in Grabika.”

“And yet, it’s such a childish program that makes a car move.”

“Nothing surprising. Deva lives at the expense of software.”

Angela was confused. For her, a hacker of the level of Pioneer here was a real mystery. They went back to the land rover and continued on their way.

Admiring the scenery from the pa.s.senger’s seat, Angela asked, “He was lucky that we were driving by. But what would have happened if no one showed up?”

“If he has a motorcycle or a buggy, he would have gone to the city, if not, he would have gone by foot… And would be attacked by something like the sandworms. Due to the environment, he could have died from dehydration. So moving from city to city is rather risky.”

“Just because the cities are so far apart from each other, so many problems are made. It would have been better if everyone was in one place.”

“There aren’t many places to live in amongst the surviving buildings.”

“And you don’t build new ones?”

“First we would need Deva’s data. For large-scale construction, a large number of people and materials are needed, and also a lot of time. It’s so much easier to live in ruins. In addition, a lot of the cities have their own advantages.”

“Like what?”

“It’s fun.”

“Huh?”

“They are all different and we live differently there. As a result, all these cities have something unique: goods or food. Isn’t this great?”

“Do they not understand, how risky it is to move from city to city?”

“If they properly prepare and behave carefully, then they should be fine. Maybe you don’t think so but traveling is actually very fun.”

“Is it like this everywhere?”

“On the other continent, there is something that can be called a metropolis. But mostly, yes, all are like this.”

“Hmm.”

Dingo looked at Angela slyly, “Did the real world interest you all of a sudden?”

“Where’d you get that idea from?”

“You’re just asking so many questions. You weren’t interested at all before.”

“Collecting information is very important.”

“Oh, yes of course.” Dingo smiled suspiciously.

He turned on the radio, and old rock began to play loudly in the car. Angela frowned but did not complain. She just silently looked at the desert through the window.

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