As winter approached, the streets of Lenta were cold and windy, with ice ballast, and the air still smelled of disgusting.

In the north of Lenta City, in the slum area of Lenta City, there is a group of poor and backward people who live in difficulty. There are beggars, gangsters, poor households, scavengers, mixed fish and dragons, and there is no order.

The potholed dirt streets, dilapidated and dirty houses, and the gangsters who roam the streets without doing their jobs are the residents of the aristocratic district in the east of the city, the wealthy district in the west of the city, and the civilian district in the south of the city, and they are not willing to step further into the terrible forbidden zone.

At this time, the streets in the north of the city were silent, and the hawkers on the road could not stand the cold weather for a long time, so they closed their stalls early and went home, wrapped in the quilt and kept warm comfortably.

The footsteps of "Click, Click" were particularly clear in the deserted street at this time, and after a while, a figure walked out from the corner of the street.

Wearing a heavy black coat and leather jacket, the thin figure of the young man is a lot thicker, with long hair in a shawl, white skin, which makes people look exceptionally fresh and clean, and the pursed lip line is as deep as a blade, and the phoenix eyes are gorgeous, with a different edge, but because he wears a pair of black-framed glasses to cover the edge of his eyes, the whole person looks like an old-fashioned nerd who reads hard.

The young man wore a pair of black leather boots on his feet, which were military-style leather boots that had been eliminated in Lenta City decades ago, which were neither waterproof nor insulating enough, and even civilians in the south of the city disdained to wear them.

The cold weather made the young man's hands freeze purple, but the young man's frostbitten hands clung to a sack, which shows that the young man attaches great importance to the contents of the sack.

And the four conspicuous words "recycling waste" on the sack expose the occupation of young people.

Waste picker, a youth is a waste picker, a waste picker who survives by picking up garbage, recycling waste products, and then going to the recycling station to sell it for some small profits.

The young man did not have the ordinary scavengers twisting, embarrassed, inferior inferiority, calm bearing, generous, and did not mind what his eyes were.

It is strange that waste pickers, like farmers and workers, do not steal or rob, and make money through honest labor, but people regard waste pickers as the lowest jobs in society, and consider them to be the residue and waste of society, as if they have deadly germs on their bodies.

But at the same time, people would exert their ridiculous sympathy for a beggar who was lying on the ground and pretending to be pitiful, even though he was able to work?

Every time he saw people on the streets, whose faces were obviously reluctant, but who were willing to give money to beggars, Ivan would stop and watch the whole process.

For Ivan found it a pleasure to notice the reluctant struggles on the faces of those people, which was much more wonderful than the opera in the theater.

Walking steadily, Ivan frowned, his body has been getting weaker and weaker recently, and he has to carry such a sack so hard. But when I thought about what would happen after I met Old Tom, I couldn't help but smile on my face, and my heart became more and more excited.

It was a dilapidated recycling station, with piles of scrap iron and broken steel, and the stench of rust and oil making it a dead place for mosquitoes, but Ivan walked in and turned a blind eye and did not change his face.

An old man with a beard, short stature, blue overalls, white gloves on his hands, like a pole Mario plumber, holding a cigarette pouch in his hand, is jumping up and down and swearing.

"Bed bugs, two-headed bed bugs, Lao Tzu invited you to come to work, if you don't squeeze you to death, you should be thankful, who gave you the fat gall, not only lazy and not working, but also peeked at the big wave of mother-in-law bathing, the head is stuffed with sperm dead things, and then next time, break off and feed the pigs." ”

The two thick men who were scolded by the old man did not dare to resist, and nodded again and again, really afraid that their lifeline would be broken by the old man and used to feed the pigs.

This kind of scene, Ivan has long been surprised, walked behind the old man, put the sack in his hand on the ground, and made a "bang", which frightened the old man.

The old man's face darkened, and he was about to turn around and scold, which turtle grandson was it, when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

"Old Tom, long time no see. ”

The old man turned around and looked, sure enough, it was the bastard boy, although he was a lot more mature, but he could still see the appearance of the young man before.

Old Tom couldn't help but wet his eyes, and directly stepped forward and hammered Ivan in the chest, and scolded with a smile: "You are an unobtrusive bastard, you still know how to come back, you just said to leave back then, and you haven't made a sound for three years." ”

Ivan didn't mind Old Tom's hammering, and the truest smile was reflected on her old-fashioned face.

"Back then, that thing was given to you for nothing, but you didn't want it, saying that you had to make enough money to buy it, and now that you're back, you've made enough money. ”

Ivan smiled mysteriously at Old Tom and secretly opened a hole in the sack, and Old Tom took a look, and his eyes were shocked.

In the next moment, Old Tom closed the mouth of the sack with his hand, and Old Tom glanced at Ivan and motioned for Ivan to follow, and Ivan understood, lifted the sack, and followed closely behind Old Tom.

The two stout men wondered what was in the sack? Old Tom, an old fritter who had been in the north of the city for decades, became so careful after taking a look at it, and he was thinking that he would take a peek later.

Who knows, the old Tom who walked in front seemed to know how to read minds, turned around and glanced a few times under the two thick men with Sen Han's gaze, the big man trembled, and a cool air rushed to his head in his lower body, and the idea of peeking at something disappeared immediately.

Closing the door, Old Tom breathed a sigh of relief and wanted to say something, but at last he shut up, turned and walked into the depths of the room, and after a while he came out again.

Ivan stared fiery at the card in Old Tom's hand, it was it, it was it, his heart was impatient, and his face was calm and calm.

Old Tom didn't say anything, and handed the card to Ivan, who took the card, and the cold and smooth touch in his hand made Ivan feel hot and excited.

Old Tom smoked his cigarette pouch fiercely, exhaled cyan smoke, and said, "I don't know what's so good about this thing, that you're so cold-hearted, you're going to be so crazy." ”

Ivan didn't answer, just smiled, old Tom naturally didn't know how important this card was to him, it was an important part of whether he could enter that magical and powerful world.

Old Tom saw that Ivan was reluctant to reveal it, and he was not angry, and it was normal for the young man to be a little secretive. Fiddling with the sack on the ground with his hand, Old Tom exclaimed: "Bastard, you really have you, in three years, you can earn such a big bag of copper coins, I'm afraid there is a gold coin." ”

Ivan nodded, in three years, he used all his means to earn more than 10,000 copper coins, which is converted into a gold coin, and he originally wanted to earn more, but after his spiritual power was finally qualified a few days ago, he couldn't wait to come back.

Now that all three requirements have been met, the door to that world can finally be opened to him.