Man has to accept his fate.

These four characters were framed into a calligraphy painting and hung in the home of the original owner of the body.

It seems that his life is not satisfactory either. Starlight couldn't help but sigh.

Looking around, he felt that the word "home" was a little apertinuing.

"I should use the word "four walls" to describe ......"

There was only a bed, a table and chairs in the small house. There was only one hard board on the bed, and a rag sheet was placed on it, and a musty quilt was thrown in the corner of the bed, and it looked like it hadn't been in the sun for a few days.

The tables and chairs are full of technology, but they are only breath. According to Starlight's professional eye, they should have at least three functions that are activated at any time, but at this time, they are just two pieces of scrap metal.

With the little memory of his former master, he found a lamp in one corner, and took out a strangely shaped battery from an iron box in another corner and installed it.

The faint cold light slowly dissipated, but it was kind enough to light up the small room.

Placing the lamp on the table, Starlight pulled out a chair and sat down, using the light to begin to organize her thoughts.

The memories he left behind were messy and incomplete, and he had to desperately recall them so that he wouldn't forget them all.

The original owner of this body is an orphan, fatherless and motherless, who has lived in this waste recycling site since he was a child, and has survived tenaciously thanks to the help of an old scavenger. But he can't remember exactly what happened over the years, after all, the fragments of memory are incomplete and too much has been lost.

But coincidentally, the original owner is also called Starlight.

This is its own name, because through the sky of this waste recycling site, you can see the vast sea of stars.

Since the old man died, he was left alone, withdrawn, and did not speak to outsiders.

He knew that this was a common problem for orphans.

Tonight, Starlight, the original owner, couldn't sleep, so he wanted to go out to explore in the night so that he could have a good meal, but he was smashed on the head by something that flew from nowhere and didn't know what he didn't know. Then, he died. Then, Starlight was reborn in this body.

No, it's time travel, because the only remaining memories and the scientific knowledge he has tells him that this is not his hometown.

This is another universe!

Although the level of science and technology is about the same, he has never heard of the names of places, countries, and planets that remain in his memory.

What made him even more incomprehensible was the term spiritual power, but he didn't remember much of its explanation, and Starlight only knew that it was an energy that could be used.

Starlight sighed in resignation, then reached out and touched her head.

In his memory, the original owner was stoned to death by something, but he didn't feel any wounds now, and what was even more strange was that he didn't even feel pain.

It's the kind of thing that anyone would be curious about, but Starlight doesn't feel interested in it.

"Whatever."

But there were too many things he couldn't figure out, and he didn't pay attention to such a trivial matter.

He stood up and went to the corner and rummaged through the bags of low-quality liquid food.

"It's enough to meet the needs of these days, it seems that I have to think of a way to get something to eat these days."

He wasn't worried about how to get food.

"Is there anything more valuable to the all-round assistant of a great mechanic than this large 'mountain' in front of him!"

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"Starlight, how's it going these days?"

In the recycling bin, a middle-aged uncle with a scruffy beard sat on a chair with Erlang's legs crossed, looking at the fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in front of him with a smile.

Starlight didn't talk much, and if he said too much, he would lose, and he still understood this truth. Fortunately, the original owner, who was an orphan, didn't like to talk to people very much.

He took off the large bag he was carrying behind his back, placed it on the table, unzipped it, and took out several of its things one by one.

"Yo ho!" The middle-aged uncle saw that he was in good spirits, sat up straight, and began to check.

But I don't know if I don't see this, but I was startled when I saw him!

"Fifty percent of the new concentrating table lamp! A mechanical prosthetic that can still be used!

Good boy! Let me see what this is!

A stand-alone aircraft in good condition!

There are still people who throw away such valuable things as waste! Is he a fool? ”

The middle-aged uncle, whose face was full of disbelief, bounced up from the chair excitedly, and the automatic chair, which was originally a waste thing, immediately broke with a thud and fell apart at once.

However, the uncle didn't care about this, but stared intently at the three machines in front of him, and even his hands were trembling.

Starlight frowned, as if he had overdone it? Looks like we'll have to control it later.

"Uncle, how much do you think these can be exchanged for?"

But the person in front of him didn't seem to hear his shout, and he didn't recover until he pushed him.

"This ...... These...... Probably can be changed...... About 800 yuan. ”

Looking at the expression of the person in front of him, Starlight knew that the other party must have lowered the price. But instead of showing it, he responded happily: "Really? Can you change so much? ”

The middle-aged uncle pretended to be calm and nodded, but the starry light clearly saw the unconcealable smile of the profiteer on his face.

Starlight exclaimed, and began to stuff things back into her bag.

"It's so expensive, I'm going to take it to the city and buy it myself!"

As soon as he heard this, the middle-aged uncle immediately became anxious, and the big fat duck in his hand opened his wings to fly away! How can that!

He stopped Starlight and said, "You see how difficult it is for you to go to the city, and you have no channel to sell it, so others won't bother you at all when they see your waste items." Well, Uncle will suffer this time, and I will add 200 to you!

Oh, why don't you listen to persuasion, you kid!

300！ No! 400！ Okay no! No more! “

Starlight smiled in his heart, he knew that if he went on, the other party might turn his face, after all, he would still have to rely on this person to continue to buy the mechanical items he repaired in the future, and it would be irrational to make a stiff relationship with the money now.

When he went out, he already had a full 1,200 yuan in his pocket!

You know, the liquid food left in the family for a few days only costs 20 yuan!

Starlight, who had harvested the first pot of gold in her new life, hurried home, and then hid most of the money in the dark compartment under the bed, and only took out 200.

Too much money will attract the attention of thieves, after all, in any society and any civilization, there will never be a shortage of beggars and thieves.

After restoring everything, Starlight began his first entry into the city with the 200 yuan in his pocket......

"It's about the same level of technology here as my hometown." Starlight, who had entered the city, looked around and came to the above conclusion.

Along the way, virtual advertisements are all over the place, there is a projection of the chef cooking in front of the restaurant, at the door of the luxury store, the beautiful young woman is walking elegantly with a luxurious leather bag made of star cowhide on her shoulder, and there are more than a dozen scantily clad beauties standing at the gate of the leisure city scratching their heads at the passers-by, and there are real people hidden in them.

"But why do I always feel a little different?"