Millisyn also showed a look of dislike.
"This place is so dirty, Amir!"
"When everything is city and there's no greenery left, it all turns into this."
Although Coruscant was extremely urbanized, as the economic and political center of the galaxy, it did not have factories with severe pollution on it. Anything that caused serious environmental damage had been moved to other nearby planets.
"Planets full of plants are still better. The air is really clear, and you can go on picnics!" Millisyn said with feeling.
Of course, the main point was the picnic.
The area near the port was still fairly prosperous. Ships came and went, and the voices of the crowd rose and fell, but the people here were far less composed than those at Coruscant's major spaceports.
They all looked around warily, sizing up everything around them. It was hard to tell whether they were guarding against others, or whether they themselves were the ones others needed to guard against.
Millisyn also felt very uncomfortable being stared at like that. As for 32, he had already done the same as Amir, putting on a large hood to block other people's line of sight.
In the end, Millisyn also put on the hood of the robe Amir had prepared for her.
With that, the three of them completely blended into the place, looking like criminals hiding their identities while coming here to do some shameful business.
In truth, that was not far from reality.
Amir was still on the Empire's wanted list, but not many people knew him. The Empire also had very little information on him, so Amir had not run into any bounty hunters coveting his head.
The only one who recognized him, Din Djarin, had wisely given up on that bounty.
Right now, Amir was a walking pile of credits in the eyes of every bounty hunter. Once his face was confirmed, trouble was certain to follow. So in chaotic places like this, Amir always wrapped himself up tightly.
Amir did not have much interest in this moon, so he did not explore along the way.
However, the roadside stalls drew his attention.
As soon as he walked out of the port, Amir was attracted by a fragrance. He lowered his head and exchanged a glance with Millisyn, and both of their eyes lit up.
That smell. They had to see what it was.
The two of them had long since reached perfect understanding in this area.
32, standing beside them, only saw the two exchange a look, nod, and then seem to reach some kind of secret agreement before walking in a certain direction.
There were many little stalls here, with tables and chairs set up nearby. Quite a few people were resting and replenishing their energy.
Near the port, foot traffic was heavy. Although there were also high-end restaurants, there were not many wealthy people coming and going here. Bounty hunters and smugglers spent most of their time short on money. A roadside meal was good enough. In an open-air place, if one was lucky, one might even hear some decent information.
Amir and Millisyn twitched their noses, searching through the chaos and grease, and finally found the source of the aroma.
After getting closer, Amir discovered that this stall was much quieter than the surrounding ones, and also much cleaner.
Amir's eyes brightened. Not only did it smell good, but it also looked much more appetizing than the other places.
The owner was a burly man, his body covered in hard muscle. He wore a black vest and was grilling meat skewers on an iron plate. Beside him were several freshly processed avian creatures that were being marinated.
"Boss, twenty skewers!" Amir walked up, asked the price, and Millisyn also stood on tiptoe, staring at the skewers.
Although the owner did not talk much, he was quite patient. Amir asked him about the seasoning formula, and he answered each of Amir's questions.
The skewers were not expensive. Amir took a credit from the small bag at his chest.
The owner's eyes flashed over Amir's bag for an instant, then he handed the grilled meat to Amir and Millisyn.
In a mixed place like this, credits could barely be spent. Many passing merchants were also willing to accept them, because they often did business in Imperial-controlled regions too.
At last, the two people with greasy mouths continued forward with 32.
Very soon, Amir noticed that the surrounding environment had changed. In every corner of the street, pairs of cold, sharp eyes could be seen. The people here were not very friendly to outsiders.
Many people leaned weakly against the walls, all in a sub-healthy state.
"We're already in the slums." Amir looked helplessly at the surrounding environment.
On this moon, wealth had long since been monopolized by a small portion of people. These jobless poor had no source of income at all. They could not even find a patch of land to grow food and support themselves on this moon. They could only starve here. If they were lucky, they might find some temporary hard labor and scrape together a meal, but their thin, weak bodies would never be the first choice.
A large portion of them took desperate risks and turned to theft and robbery. When passing through the slums, one had to be extremely careful. Every pair of eyes around you might be digging into your purse.
Millisyn had already eaten half of her ten skewers when she suddenly saw, in the corner by a wall, a dirty little child of five or six years old secretly staring at her hand, swallowing uncontrollably.
She suddenly found it hard to keep eating.
Amir also noticed the child.
Millisyn looked at Amir as though asking for help.
"Go ahead."
Hearing that, Millisyn happily ran over to the child and handed him three of the remaining skewers in her hand.
The child looked at Millisyn in disbelief, snatched the skewers, and ran straight into the depths of a nearby alley.
Millisyn froze a little, but she did not get angry. She just looked downcast when she walked back.
"He didn't even say thank you before running away!" After holding it in for a while, Millisyn could not help complaining to Amir.
"Why did you share your food with him?" Amir asked.
Without hesitation, Millisyn said, "He looked very hungry. And he was so small and thin. He was pitiful."
"Then that's enough. You didn't reach out to help him for his thanks. You already did what you wanted to do. You helped him."
"Besides, there's a reason he acted that way. On a moon like this, in a city like this, there are very few truly kind people. When you handed him something, he might have thought you had some other purpose. For people like them, that kind of vigilance isn't a bad thing. If a bad person brought food to him and he trusted them, he could very likely face imprisonment, assault, or be kidnapped and trained into a tool for that person's profit."
Although it sounded a little vague, Millisyn roughly understood what Amir meant, and her mood improved.
"Will you still help them in the future?" Amir asked with a smile.
"I will." Millisyn smiled back as well.
That was right. Even if there was no reward, one should still treat the world with kindness.
Of course, the necessary vigilance could not be neglected.
Because Amir had already sensed that the atmosphere around them was off.
Some people had vaguely surrounded the three of them. Judging from the situation, after observing them along the way, a few people had reached a conclusion and were preparing to make a move against them.
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