Speaking of which, this scrap yard is really big, I'm afraid that before the outbreak of the plague, the scrap products within a radius of hundreds of miles were received here.

At least that's what Locke himself thinks now.

It's really the first time Locke has done this kind of thing, after all, he was a serious program ape before he crossed over, a white-collar worker in society, and he couldn't touch this kind of thing at all, and what he usually came into contact with was code.

But on the other hand, Allen is much more skilled, although it may not sound good to say this kind of thing when he is very skilled at picking up rags, but Allen is the kind of prepared person compared to Locke.

When the two of them entered the scrap yard, Alan didn't know where to find a small frame made of wooden strips, and found a rope nearby, and fixed this small frame to his back, so he carried his own small frame to find his new world in this scrap piece.

Alan would pick up a bottle, pick up a metal part, and put them in his own small box, and every time he picked up a scrap that could still be used, Allen would always have a faint smile on his face.

From the expression on Alan's face, you can feel that he enjoys the feeling of discovering good things in the waste, which can be regarded as a unique fetish of his.

I have to say that many people in the world have their own unique habits, for example, some people naturally like the smell of gasoline, especially the smell of car exhaust, others smell stinky, but they smell fragrant!

Some people like to strike matches, some people like to collect beer bottle caps, some people like to collect cigarette cases......

In short, people's special habits can be said to be varied and strange.

It didn't take much effort for the small frame that Eren was carrying was about to be filled.

"Alan, you're picking things up a little fast!" Locke said with a smile.

"That's it! Is that! If you pick it up, you'll be proficient! Hahaha! ”

Hearing Allen's answer, Locke always felt a little awkward, but he didn't know where the problem was.

"Locke, at first glance, you are the kind of person who doesn't know how to pick up things, and you don't have the essentials of picking things up here."

"This ......, what is the point of this kind of thing?" Locke said helplessly.

"Of course, what we people who come out to scavenge has to do is to use the smallest space to collect as many usable things as possible, and you see what I'm carrying on my back are the kind of things that take up little space and have high availability."

"Look at you again, what do you say you're doing with these plates when you're idle? Heavy and takes up space. ”

"This ......, I have my own magic for this, hehe!" , Locke naturally has his reason for saying this.

The main things Locke picked up now were some unused rolls of duct tape, scrap metal, steel plates, and copper wire that was still in good condition.

Locke picked up these things mainly to make a "junior workbench" in the design of the mountains and rivers.

【Tool Name:Beginner Workbench】

[Synthetic material: 0/15 wood plate, 0/10 steel plate, 0/4 stone brick, 0/4 tape]

[Tool use: The workbench can be used to process raw materials and make them into high-grade materials that can be used, which is the legendary waste to treasure, which is extremely versatile. 】

[Material source: Wood planks can be obtained by dismantling wooden furniture or cutting down trees, the way to obtain them is relatively simple, steel plates and stone bricks need to be made at high temperature in a furnace, the steps are relatively complex, and the tape can be purchased from real-world stores.] 】

Now that he has limited resources, many things need to be scavenged to obtain, so it is Locke's real intention to reprocess and reuse these waste products and make them the raw materials he needs.

Locke now needed a lot of materials, and the junior workbench was just what he was looking for.

Probably nothing excites Locke more than turning trash into treasure, which is Locke's peculiar fetish.

I have to say that Locke's fetish is quite practical......

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Time always passes inadvertently, and the appointed time of an hour is quickly up.

At this moment, Locke and Alan were waiting for Andrew at the door of the scrapyard as agreed.

This hour's scavenging at the acquisition station can be regarded as gathering most of the materials for Locke's production of the primary workbench, and the main thing that is not collected is the wooden planks, after all, this thing takes up space, and Locke does not plan to go back with a cart of wooden planks.

And there are such things as planks everywhere, and Locke is now planning to tear down the bed he slept in last night, and I wonder if Andrew and Allen will agree to it......

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"Andrew is quite slow, it's been 1 hour and no one has come."

"It's okay, Andrew often does this, because he doesn't want to risk scavenging every time, so he will spend more time collecting more things, so that he can reduce the time he spends going out, which can be regarded as ensuring a certain amount of personal safety to a certain extent."

Locke's eyes widened when he heard Alan say this, and he couldn't figure out how far Andrew would collect the scrap when he saw it.

Listening to Allen's tone, I'm afraid it won't be less than what this scavenger has collected, and it's hard for Locke to imagine how Andrew will appear in front of him, after all, the current Allen has been bent over by these scraps, and he can't even walk a little swaying......

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With this anticipation, Locke waited for nearly twenty minutes, and the appointed time was soon coming.

"You shouldn't be?" Alan muttered quietly as he looked at Locke's watch.

"Shouldn't it? What do you mean? ”

"Andrew, a man who is often late for collecting waste, has never been so late."

"It shouldn't be an accident! I think Andrew is quite sophisticated, so let's wait a little longer, I can't say he's on his way. Locke comforted Allen.

However, in fact, there was a little apprehension in Locke's heart, after all, it was about to be an hour and a half, and if Andrew didn't show up again, the two would be in a dilemma.

Whether to go or stay will become the most painful choice for the two.

Locke hopes that nothing will happen to Andrew, after all, he is his savior, and Locke doesn't want anything to happen to him.

Time passed little by little, and in an instant, the time came to an hour and twenty-nine minutes, and there was still one minute left before the time agreed by the three of them.

Before Andrew left, he deliberately asked Locke to check the time, and there must be no problem with his watch.

But when the appointed time is approaching, where is Andrew himself? Is something really going wrong? Then why didn't he himself shout......

Question marks kept popping up from Locke's head.

With half a minute to go, hopefully Andrew will arrive as promised!!