Saving System: Calm Down, My Fleeing Host!-Chapter 212: Unreliable Host

With a loud thud, Brother Axe fell straight to the ground.

Thus, the battle came to an end.

The entire team of 100 was eliminated, with not a single survivor. The most formidable, Brother Axe, was taken down by the combined efforts of Cheng Dawei and Cheng Dali.

"Clean up the battlefield, retreat!"

As the battle here concluded, rustling sounds came from the woods, likely from people sent to gather information returning.

Cheng Xiaoxiao wasn’t afraid of them reporting back. Even if they caused trouble, they wouldn’t be a threat. Every skilled guy had been killed, if their families dared to demand an explanation, they’d be skinned even if they survived.

Unexpectedly, when the news reached back, those families exploited and the women abused, sensing a chance for revenge, united with their families to resist and tied up the families of those bullies.

Punching and kicking, they vented their long-standing rage.

But the victorious 132th Regiment members weren’t too happy because the spoils were too few.

Though these bandits robbed everyone passing by, the loot was indeed limited. They were mostly destitute refugees with little to their name, and even if they had looted goods, they were hidden in the camp. However, to give the victims a way to survive, Cheng Xiaoxiao didn’t plan to raid their lair.

The priority now was to cross the river and leave this place swiftly.

As for what would happen to those people in the future, as long as they didn’t provoke her, she couldn’t care less. Based on the system’s observations over the past two days, there weren’t many good people among them.

The next morning, Cheng Ruolan gave the little girl a bowl of porridge and a steamed bun.

Now, the girls in the family all have their own names. Dalan named herself Ruolan, Xiaolan named herself Yalan, Dahua named herself Zhiqing, Xiaohua named herself Zhiyang, and Erya named herself Xiaoyuan.

There’s also a big name, Cheng Kaiyuan.

Cheng Xiaoxiao burned a lot of brain cells to come up with these names, at least they’re not some plant names like "big and little" girls. She really couldn’t agree with the ancients’ naming conventions.

The girl has been listless since yesterday, keeping her head down silently, indifferent to everything happening around her.

When a warm porcelain bowl was placed in her hands, she was terribly surprised, raising her head to meet a pair of gentle eyes, gradually bringing a trace of warmth to her cold heart.

Holding the warm bowl of porridge, she couldn’t help but mock, even a bad person could give her a hot bowl of gruel and a smile, while her own parents...

Tears fell again, her heart thought to be immune to pain, ached intensely.

At least before dying, she could have a warm meal, not ending up a hungry ghost, which was pretty good.

Cheng Xiaoxiao watched from afar, the little girl’s dazed self-mockery touched her deeply, flooding her with distant memories that brought a lump to her throat and heat to her eyes. Maybe every child in the world was the same.

Born to love their parents, even if once mistreated, ignored, abandoned, their hearts would feel disappointed, desolate, at a loss, but faced with them again, they’d be filled with expectations.

It’s extremely contradictory, perhaps she wasn’t good at words, repeatedly extending hands pleading for parental acceptance, only to be mercilessly rejected time and again.

Thinking back to when she was little, her parents loved each other dearly, the family was harmonious and warm, she was the most cherished princess in the world.

But as their positions rose, incomes increased, they got busier, and trivial arguments grew.

Even attending a parent-teacher meeting they would shirk, eventually becoming strangers.

They never asked for her transparent existence’s opinion before deciding on a divorce, making separate choices.

There must be many such parents, but at least she’s fortunate to live in a peaceful era where everyone is equal, and women supporting themselves, working, is common.

Unlike in ancient times, where if a woman stepped out of line, she’d become a public enemy, drowning in people’s disdain, forcing some to choose death as their only escape.

How sorrowful it is!

She decided not to live that way, she’d earn lots of money, find a picturesque place, buy a vast mountain, build a beautiful estate, and have ten or eight pretty boys to massage her, serve tea, and fulfill all needs, just thinking about it was delightful.

Ha ha ha!

Somehow, Cheng Xiaoxiao’s musings on sad matters took a whimsical turn.

The system sighed: Keeping up with the host’s thought process is a feat beyond most.

Ahem! The topic has drifted...

Cheng Xiaoxiao pulled her thoughts back, walked up to the little girl with a commanding posture, and ordered, "From now on, your name is Diao Chan, and you’ll be my Foot Washer!"

Hahaha! In the future, once she gathers all four ancient beauties to serve her, the sense of accomplishment... would be amazing, awesome!

"They’re not the real four beauties!" the system poured cold water on her excitement.

"If you don’t speak, no one will mistake you for a mute!"

The host was getting better at playing.

"But I don’t keep useless people around. You must be able to read, fight, write, calculate, and skilled in the four arts. There will be special instructors for you later. Understand?"

The little girl blankly looked at the radiant elder sister before her, wasn’t she going to eat her flesh? Didn’t she only have two days to live? Why did everything suddenly change?

She was at a loss.

What’s all this about reading, fighting, writing, calculating, and the four arts? Aren’t these things taught only to high-born family ladies?

Isn’t she supposed to be a Foot Washer? What does that have to do with any of this?

The little girl was completely thunderstruck, unable to process it all. 𝓯𝓻𝓮𝙚𝙬𝓮𝙗𝒏𝙤𝒗𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝒐𝓶

At this moment, Cheng Ruolan, watching the scene, chuckled, "Xiaoxiao really knows how to mess with people."

Delighted, she said, "Aren’t you going to thank the Boss? From now on, you’re one of us, don’t listen to her nonsense."

Tong Xiaoyun looked worried, "Boss, what about me?" Cheng Xiaoxiao laughed, "What do you mean what about you? You’ll be in charge of her, just follow our rules."

"Tha-nk you, Bo-ss!"

The little girl’s mind was a complete mess. She didn’t understand, wasn’t she supposed to call them ’Miss’? Why call them ’Boss’? It was really strange.

But she confirmed one thing, she didn’t have to die, and she would follow these people from now on.

Although this young girl once considered dying, seeing these bright and sunny elder sisters, so warm and friendly, she didn’t want to die anymore.

Especially with so many strong men in the group, yet the one in charge was the elder sister she just recognized as Boss, she was very impressed but also puzzled.

This elder sister who bought her was just an ordinary girl, with a brother, a father, an uncle, and many grandfathers.

Listening to their interactions, they were harmonious and loving towards each other. She couldn’t understand why with so many seniors and respected elders, they all followed her lead.

With her head full of questions, the little girl found she had many things she suddenly wanted to know, and unknowingly, she accepted her new identity, burying those painful memories deep within her heart.