Chapter 419: Farewell


    Trantor: Henyee Trantions Editor: Henyee Trantions


    Heshan originally only had the idea of bing the first on the coinage list, but this idea was not that urgent. In fact, she did not have to implement it. However, after knowing Mr. Sen’s death, the thought in her heart suddenly became urgent.


    Although the New City District and the Old City District were very far apart, if one day, someone rted to that small robbery found out about the rtionship between Mr. Sen and the robot, Little Trash, the robot might be smashed into mud by the people who took revenge.


    That ending was no different from being sent to a waste treatment nt. As long as Heshan became the first on the coinage list, the robot would not continue to ask about Mr. Sen. No one would know the rtionship between the robot and Mr. Sen.


    A dayter, Heshan put arge number of coins she had exchanged into the slot of the robot. She heaved a sigh of relief when she saw that her ranking on the list of coins had suddenly surpassed Mr. Sen’s. A relieved but happy smile appeared on her lips.


    The next day, Heshan went to the supermarket early to buy something. The door of the supermarket was not open yet, but when the robot saw her from afar, it shouted happily, “Miss Heshan!”


    At this moment, the self-introduction that began with “Hello” was omitted. The robot “Little Trash” remembered Heshan’s name.


    More than half a monthter, a private collector saw a painting that Heshan had posted online. That person said that he could rmend her to a very famous neer art exhibition.


    Heshan never thought that her life, which was about to rot, would have a turnaround. She came to the entrance of the supermarket again, but this time, she did not n to buy anything.


    “Good morning, Ms. Heshan!” the robot said cheerfully.


    “I’m going to the art exhibition tomorrow, ” Heshan told the robot. If she could rely on this art exhibition to be famous, perhaps she would note to the old district again. This was what Heshan thought, but she did not say it out loud.


    Just yesterday, she contacted the supermarket owner and paid a sum of money. That was thest bit of money she had left. She told the boss that no matter whoined about the robot standing at the door, he should not get rid of it.


    If it was possible, Heshan would send a sum of money every month. She felt that this was the best she could do. After all, “Little Trash” was just a robot. Although the robot had brought her a trace offort in her dark days, thatfort was fake after all. It was maintained by coins.


    If Heshan became famous, she did not want to remember this time in the old city. It was too depressing and she wanted to start a new life. Besides, she couldn’t run around with a heavy robot—she might be mistaken for some strange sexual fetish.


    Heshan had found a series of perfect reasons for herself. She felt that she could leave in peace. After she left, if she did not return for too long, perhaps the robot, Little Trash, would also eagerly ask everyone who passed by her, “Where did Miss Heshan go?”


    Although this situation was a little sad, “Little Trash” was only a robot after all. This was just her programming.


    Heshan hoped that someone would be waiting for her somewhere. A robot would do too.


    “Goodbye,” Heshan said softly in her heart.


    The next day, before Heshan boarded the ne, she came to the entrance of the supermarket and officially said goodbye to the robot, Little Trash.


    “Goodbye, Miss Heshan.” The robot’s undamaged face revealed a beautiful and warm smile.


    Heshan was about to leave when the robot suddenly said, “Ah, right, Miss Heshan.” Heshan turned around and saw the robot, Little Trash, raising her right hand to dig at the half of the metal skin that had fallen off. “Excuse me, do you know where Mr. Sen went?”


    Heshan was stunned and blurted out subconsciously, “Who?”


    “Mr. Sen. Mr. Sen, who works at the waste disposal nt.”


    Heshan’s tone was stiff. “You… you can remember two people?” For a moment, she felt like she had been deceived. Her tone turned cold as she looked at the robot self-deprecatingly. “So you can remember two people, Little Trash.” The robot tilted its head slightly, a puzzled expression appearing on its face..