Chapter 165 - Thief (1/2)

In the desolate wilderness, a figure was moving at high speed. It moved so fast that it created a cloud of dust on the ground.

The figure in the middle of the Mercedes-Benz suddenly stopped. It was a black girl, and she was also carrying a 12 or 13 year old girl on her back. The young girl had long silver hair, and on her shoulder was a chubby mutated beast lying down close to her.

”What's the matter, Althea?” Monnie asked.

Atasha looked in the direction of Windmill Town. She seemed to have sensed something just now. But the feeling was blurred and unclear. Only, that feeling made her feel a little afraid.

”It's nothing. Let's rest a bit before we continue our journey.” There was no need to tell someone else what she didn't know.

Eating simply, Monnie ran her finger over the sand. She drew a curved line and drew a circle at the end of it. Mony pointed at it and said, ”Follow the road until we reach a base called the Shadow Capital. ”This is the largest residential area within a thousand kilometers, let's go there.”

”How do you know all this?”

Monnie smiled shyly and said, ”There's a map in the hotel lobby. I was paying attention to it before. However, I didn't expect that I would be going to the Shadow City in my current state. Back then, I only thought that it would be easier to find information about my mother due to the large population there … ”

Mother?

It was a foreign word to her. Her parents were the best soldiers in the village, but when she was born, her mother died in childbirth. When the final decision was made between the adult and the child, the mother gave up her life and left the chance for her daughter.

Children are the future!

This was what Atasha's father had told her before she died, when she was ten years old. In fact, her name was inherited from her mother, the only thing her mother had left her.

She had also lost her father when she was ten. During one of the hunts, her father had encountered an extremely powerful mutated beast. In order to cover for the other villagers, Atasha's father had stayed behind and left her forever.

For her, her mother's impression was vague, at least not as clear as her father's. More than once, she had imagined her mother's face, but she had gained nothing. Thus, Monnie, who at least remembered her mother's appearance, seemed happy to her. As long as Monnie's mother didn't die, they would at least have a chance to meet again.

Unlike Atasha, she didn't even know what her mother looked like.

”As long as you don't give up, you'll definitely meet again!” she said, patting Monnie on the head.

Monnie nodded emphatically and said, ”Tessa, what do you think of Zero?”

”He should be fine. Even that big crack couldn't kill him. How could he die in that kind of duel?” However, when she said this, she suddenly realized that the source of her fear came from zero.