Xiao Zhang sat on the hill in his yard, separated by a layer of large blisters, looking at the world outside with confused eyes.

The mountain under the ass is a mountain of garbage, made up of various kinds of steel waste. The large blisters are the most basic survival tools that are said to protect the people here from sandstorms, high-energy particles, and alien monsters.

The protective shield snaps the entire yard upside down to the ground. Outside the mask is the blue sky and white clouds, and under the blue sky, giant masks rise and fall. There are no skyscrapers, no open roads, no green crops or vegetation, only gray desert dust between the masks.

He has been in this world for three days.

To be exact, it has been three days since he crossed into this world.

He didn't fit in here.

is not used to this ordinary-looking and skinny little body; not adapted to a metropolis without reinforced concrete; What he couldn't adapt to the most was that he met a fierce father who was fierce and didn't like him.

He vaguely remembered that he was a newly recruited researcher at the 21st Century Chinese Academy of Military Sciences, and was assigned to the academy of sciences waste warehouse to clean up the eliminated scientific research items. By divine spurt, he pressed the only red button on the 'Cleansing Treasure'.

A brilliant blue light flashed; Then, blue light burrowed into his head; Then he flew up into the clouds.

And so the tragedy happened: Nima, crossed!

He took the unlucky 'Clean Treasure' to the 28th century, to a poor family who lived by collecting garbage. Dad's name is Xiao Shouye, and his black face and temper tantrum are his typical signs; The mother's name is Ji Lanhua, a Chinese-style loving mother who loves her husband and her son more.

"What are you doing sitting on the garbage, you bear kid? Hurry down and help Lao Tzu clean up the garbage! The black-faced dad roared with his head up at the wheel of a large robotic arm. He is picking up the garbage and turning scrap steel into lumps of iron that can be sold for money.

In the global village of the 28th century, China was unified, socialism reached the intermediate stage, and 80% of the world's large and medium-sized enterprises were included in the national establishment, and these enterprises could be public-private partnerships, not private enterprises. Only animal husbandry, mecha photonics, and garbage recycling are excluded. In addition, the garbage recycling industry can be operated privately regardless of its size, and the government has also encouraged it to be free of taxes and fees, and to give certain subsidies depending on its size and processing capacity.

According to the black-faced father, the garbage industry is a sunrise industry in the 28th century.

Because there is garbage everywhere.

On the ground, in the sea, in the air, and even in space, garbage is everywhere, and garbage surrounds this era.

When Xiao Zhang heard the roar, the corners of his mouth trembled, and he was speechless for a while: "Dad, I'm a doctoral researcher, could it be that I came here to clean up the garbage for you?" ”

But after thinking about it, he still withdrew his gaze, patted his ass and stood up, and with a jump, he habitually jumped off the garbage mountain.

This dangerous action once again detonated the black-faced father's volcano: "Bear child, are you looking for death?" What should you do if you jump down so high and fall disabled? Lao Tzu only collects iron garbage, not meat garbage! ”

"Dad, I'm going to study!" Xiao Zhang replied to the question.

He looked at his black-faced father indifferently, and had already made a decision in his heart that if the fierce father in front of him refused to send him to school, he would choose to run away, leave this home forever, and use his mind as a researcher at the Academy of Military Sciences in the 21st century and a weak body that has not yet matured to break into the world.

"Reading?" The black-faced dad was stunned for ten seconds, "Hahaha!" Do you want to read? Didn't you say three days ago that you wouldn't go to bird school again? ”

Xiao Zhang nodded solemnly: "That was before, now I have changed my mind, I want to study!" ”

The black-faced father squinted at his bear son, waved his hand and sneered, his face was very disdainful, as if it was not his son on the other side: "Cut!" You are a scumbag, the teacher said that you want to repeat the grade, and it's not that Lao Tzu underestimates you, you are still a scumbag if you leave a grade! ”

Xiao Zhang continued to insist, his attitude was very resolute, and he also clenched his little fist: "Start from scratch, everything is possible!" ”

The black-faced father was full of ridicule, and he didn't believe his son's nonsense at all: "Oh? You're not afraid of death? Just your thin arms and legs are missing a tendon brain, and you have entered the cruel college entrance examination season, not to mention those academic tyrants and gods, even the average weak and scumbag can trample you to death every minute. ”

The black-faced father was also very depressed: this bear son was driven to school with a stick by himself at the age of three, went to school for thirteen years, and was beaten for thirteen years. This year's garbage market is not good, and finally decided to let his son go and let him come back to help collect the garbage.

"I'm not afraid, it's better to live tragically than to die!" Xiao Zhang snorted.

After crossing into this body, he inherited most of the memories of this scumbag, and learned that the college entrance examination in the 28th century was completely different from that of the 21st century, and the competition was more cruel and fierce, and he would even face death.

The black-faced father was stunned again for more than ten seconds, and finally snorted coldly: "Lao Tzu has no money!" If you have money, you won't be thrown into the water again. ”

"You...... Unscrupulous, ignorant, and unvirtuous father! Xiao Zhang couldn't bear it anymore, gritted his teeth and pointed at the nose of his black-faced father and scolded.

The scolding instantly inspired the black-faced father's volcano, and he jumped out of the robot control room without taking a breath.

Xiao Zhang didn't move, and he saw the black-faced father gritting his teeth and picking up a falling black plastic rod on the ground and pulling it down at his arm.

Bang Bang Bang!

The crisp sound of stir-fried meat resounded throughout the courtyard, accompanied by two imperceptible blue rays flickering. The blue light was like a little arc of electricity triggered by a plastic rod whipping the flesh, and it flashed in the air.

The plastic rod had been bent and deformed, and Xiao Zhang's arm had been left with three clear blood marks.

The corners of Xiao Zhang's mouth trembled violently: "Fight, you fight again!" Father! ”

The black-faced father was even more furious, and raised the stick again, realizing that it had broken its halberd.

At this moment, the figure flickered, and a middle-aged woman in a blue dress and emerald flower skirt rushed out of the oblique ground. The middle-aged woman's face is slightly dark, and her hair is tied back in a bun, looking refreshing and dignified.

As soon as she rushed out, she stood in front of Xiao Zhang, pretending to pat his ass while squeezing her eyebrows at him.

This middle-aged woman's name is Ji Lanhua, and she is Xiao Zhang's mother.

When the black-faced father saw Ji Lanhua, the anger on his face subsided by three points, and he tried to endure it, sat in the control room of the robot's head again, and controlled the robot arm without saying a word, stuffing those steel garbage into the belly of the giant iron-melting robot in front of him.

The giant iron-dissolving robot grunted for tens of seconds, and a large gray iron bump rolled out from behind its buttocks, and the iron bumps automatically rolled along a chute to the north corner of the protective shield. There, hundreds of iron lumps have piled up, and it is these iron lumps that maintain the livelihood of Xiao Zhang's family.

"Shouye, let Zhang'er go to school, right?" Ji Lanhua shouted as she looked at the oily back of the black-faced man.

"Where's the money? 9990 yuan! The key is that this bear child is not a student at all, he is the first to last in the exam with Lao Tzu all day long, and he has been beaten by people for three days and his nose is swollen, shameful! The black-faced dad replied indignantly while operating the robot.

Ji Lanhua didn't listen to this, she only had her son in her heart, this was the first time she heard her son take the initiative to ask to study, just like when she left the cabinet to become a woman, she was excited and excited, and the idea of letting her son go home to relieve pressure was instantly forgotten.

She pointed to the pile of iron lumps in the north corner and said, "Shouye, you have people collect these rough embryos this afternoon." I did the math, a total of 1,500, six yuan a piece, that is, 9,000, let's find a way to raise a thousand, Zhang'er's tuition will not come out. ”

The black-faced father stopped his movements and retorted loudly: "No! Wait another month, and one might be worth ten dollars. ”

Ji Lanhua pinched her waist and snorted: "Comrade Xiao Shouye, is money important, or is his son's future important?" ”

"Lives matter!" The black-faced father paused for a few seconds and sighed: "Blue flower, the third year of high school graduation season is not better than the first and second years of high school, you can follow the mix, that is to fight with real knives and guns, on the competition field, 90% will be injured, 30% will be disabled, and 10% will die." Your son is a typical scumbag, he is at the bottom every time, do you think he will escape the last 10% probability of death? ”

Ji Lanhua's face changed a few times, and she glanced at her son again, and nodded fiercely: "Read, read it even if you die!" ”

"But the blue flower, the shield ......" The black-faced father was a little unbearable, although he didn't seem to want to see this bear son on the surface, but after all, this was his species, and he couldn't send his son to the point of no return.

But Ji Lanhua doesn't think so, she is more visionary, more ambitious, and understands her son's mind better. Without waiting for Xiao Shouye to finish speaking, he immediately said arrogantly: "Stop!" Don't forget, now Huaxia has realized a scientific evolution system, and when you go to university, you will have a golden job, and you will become a human being, even if you are admitted to the most ordinary university, you can get our family out of trouble when you come back. Are you really willing to let your son collect garbage with you for a lifetime? Are you willing to stay in Cambridge for the rest of your life and never return to Kyoto? I know Zhang'er is a little stupid, but our ancestors said well, stupid birds fly first. Since Zhang'er is willing to work hard, we should give him a chance. If he can be admitted to university, the old Xiao family will open their eyes; If we can't pass the test, we have no regrets. crippled, raised by the old lady; Dead, the old lady buried it with her own hands! ”

Xiao Zhang is not only aiming for a golden job, he is eager to learn more modern skills, eager for the blue sky and sky, and eager for his unfinished dream of being an academician of the Academy of Sciences in the 21st century.

Through these three days of covert observation, he found that the scrapped garbage in the yard contained a lot of high-tech knowledge that he could not understand, and he had to learn and absorb the super-technological energy of the twenty-eighth century.

The black-faced father is obviously very moved to return to Huaxia Kyoto, it has been twenty years since he was sent here from the capital, and there is no time to go back, without a special contribution or a certain net worth, it is impossible to go back, and the only hope is to rely on his son. He glanced at the cracked shield above his head, and with a melancholy face, he began to control the robot again.

"Zhang'er, why don't you go and help your dad clean up the garbage?" Ji Lanhua pushed the stupid son who was stunned.

Xiao Zhang sighed, took a step into the garbage heap, took out the long or short plastic sticks, and carefully put them in the corner.

This strange behavior did not attract the attention of Ji Lanhua and the black-faced father, in their eyes, the garbage in this yard is their own and not worth much, whatever the son wants, let him go.

It was a large courtyard nearly three miles in circumference, with two dilapidated two-story buildings in the middle, and the yard was full of scrap metal except for a giant iron-melting robot and two old shuttle-shaped flying machines.