The platform on the iron pipe was not very large, only more than a hundred square meters, and Aina took Prosius to the edge and did not intend to enter it again. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

"Wait a minute, there will be a second floor of domestic garbage pouring down from there, and our task is to take the garbage to the depths of those excrement pipes and throw it into the drainage holes" Aina first pointed to a square valve on the top of the platform, there is a gap in the middle of this valve, which should be openable, and then he pointed to the sewage pool below the platform, only to see that on the wall at the edge of the sewage pool, several circular pipe openings can be faintly seen, and the diameter of each pipe can enter several adults at the same time.

At this time, more than half of the mouth of the pipes is covered by the sinkhole, and if anyone wants to get there, they have to jump into the sinkhole and swim through.

Psius stood at the edge of the platform and kept looking, trying to find Jepfen, but unfortunately he couldn't find Jepfen when he scanned all the faces around him.

"Aina, is there any other place on the third floor like this for dumping garbage?" asked Psius.

"Of course, there is a garbage dump point from this branch passage, and a garbage dump point can be reached from that branch passage, and that branch passage ......" Aina pointed to several holes in the surrounding walls, which were exactly the same as the one that Psius had just walked out, and each one had an iron pipe attached to the outside of which for people to walk through, and in just a moment, Aina had named no less than ten garbage dump points.

Psius couldn't help but cover his head, it seemed that it was not so easy to find the scattered Jepfen in the third layer of this Abald.

"Aina, why do you dare to come here to grab garbage" A pale young man ran out of the crowd on the platform, and he said to Aina with some annoyance: "Didn't I tell you to change to a separate garbage dumping point to grab it?"

"Barry, you know, I've been at this dump site for three years," Aina looked apologetically at the boy in front of him, and just as Barry was about to say something more, he heard a sudden voice behind him, "It's time!"

All the slaves standing on the platform were agitated, and at the same time, many excited slaves ran out of the nearby branch passages, ignoring the rickety iron pipes under their feet, and ran towards the platform.

Many people fell down because they didn't step on the iron pipe during the run, and fell into the sewage pool below.

"Stop them! we've got enough of them here!" watched the slaves run out of the branch passage, the slaves who had been waiting on the platform for a long time shouted frantically, and they struggled to push the newcomers who wanted to slip into the platform, and then watched them fall into the cesspool and struggle for help.

The cesspool was supposed to be very deep, and Psius stood on the edge of the platform and saw a middle-aged Muggle sink weakly to the bottom of the pool after struggling, and in the end not even a bubble came out.

"I don't know how to swim...," Psyus muttered to himself, subconsciously trying to squeeze a few more steps into the platform.

But just then, a slave who had run through the iron pipe of the branch passage reached out and grabbed him by the collar, and tried to pull Psius off the platform and take his place himself.

"You damn thing" felt his body pulled out, and Psius grabbed his right hand at the slave's wrist, and at the same time, the nails of his five fingers grew wildly, and instantly pierced into the flesh of the other.

The 'speed of growing fingernails' that Gellin asked Priseus to do was not just a quick way to grow back to the severed nails, but if Priseus wanted to, he could let his nails grow indefinitely until the nails broke under too much force. Of course, the nails that grow out can't be retracted, they can only be cut off.

Feeling the pain in his wrist, the slave immediately loosened Psius's collar, but he didn't want Psius to kick him directly in the body and kick him off the iron pipe.

"It's very skillful, friend," Barry said with a slight surprise as he stood beside Protheus and saw the whole process.

There are at least 10,000 slaves imprisoned in the third level of Abald, where human life is the least valuable thing, as long as you are willing, no one will care about you when you kill people, and many people have not been able to face this truth. God knows how many slaves will be left behind every day in the third layer of Abald, and if there is no ruthlessness here, if there is a shortage of food one day, then the food will be...

"What's going on, why don't you let these people come up?" Psius looked in shock at the slaves who were rushing towards the platform like death squads, and in just a few minutes, at least hundreds of people were pushed into the cesspool below, and they looked like ants in the water, constantly struggling in the cesspool. If nothing else, when these people feel weak in the water, it is also when they drown.

"Each dump site has a set number of loads, and if there are too many people, the dump will collapse due to overweight, and the cost of rebuilding a new dump is very high, so people who arrive late must not be on the platform to participate in the dump," Barry explained to Psius, as he spoke without kicking a slave who wanted to get close to the platform.

"Titicaca!"

Just when the platform was chaotic, the square valve above everyone's heads suddenly sounded the sound of gear turning, only to see the valve split in half from the middle, and then slowly opened, a strong light shone down from behind the valve, illuminating the entire platform very brightly.

"Here it is! Here comes the garbage!" the crowd on the platform looked at the valve longingly, as if something holy was going to come down from it, as they held back the late slaves.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

As Psius looked up, seven or eight large cowhide bags were thrown from the other side of the valve, followed by waterfall pits of melons and fruit shells, bone entrails, tattered trousers, and even the carcasses of horses, cows, and sheep.

What a scene it was, the people on the platform not only did not dodge, but greeted it, raising their arms like a pilgrimage to catch the garbage pouring down from above.

Aina and Barry slipped past at some point, the two skinny kids roaming the crowd, not competing with others for the trash that hadn't yet landed, but picking up the scraps that had fallen to the ground.