Garbage Hill in District XC

This is a real border city where garbage is discarded, of course, not the kind of imaginary household garbage, which will be disposed of directly and harmlessly because of the risk of infectious diseases, which is very simple in this cyberpunk world.

After all, these things are difficult to dispose of directly, similar to the aircraft graveyards and tank graveyards that the United States piled up in the desert in the previous life, and the cost of disposing of these things is even higher than making another one.

Therefore, they simply chose a place to pile up, and the people at the bottom themselves will come here to take the initiative to dismantle, in a sense, the garbage guys are similar to dung beetles in nature, and they are the bottom of the biological chain.

Of course, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, even in the garbage mountain, where there are scrap recycling stations, and second-hand stores abound, and the garbage mountain behind is the common wealth of these people, everyone wants to get better things, so they often fight, basically, as long as you don't use bombs or other contraband, it's the same as the fight between gangs, no one cares.

Copper coin recycling bin.

Looking at the sign hanging there, Fugui has an indescribable sense of happiness, which means that he has a real home in this world.

"How can someone like you go to gangsters."

On the side, Yulia looked at Fugui's face and couldn't help but ask curiously.

"Sometimes, people don't necessarily have to choose their own lives."

"Also, cough cough, you all listen, this man is covered by me, as long as he doesn't find trouble himself, whoever troubles him is tantamount to trouble me!"

Saying that, Yulia waved her hand violently, and a snowstorm immediately fell in the sky, which made some hot garbage mountains a little cooler, but soon this coolness became cold, cold, and the people around them even began to can't bear this cold, and they have drilled back into the house..

"Call it a day!"

Clapping her hands, Yulia rolled over and returned to her car.

"Goodbye."

"Goodbye.."

...

"Uncle, this is a hard stubble."

In the distance, a boy looked through the window at Fugui, who was still standing there, and spoke.

"Damn, I obviously have such thick thighs, so I have to steal business with us people who are digging in the dirt."

"Okay, the garbage mountain is so big, it's like you've picked it up, and the girl didn't say it, don't take the initiative to find trouble, that is, he still has to abide by the rules, the rules of the garbage mountain, who finds whose one first, has nothing to do with us, but it's those hyenas who often grab things, but you have to weigh how true and false that woman's words are."

"Uncle, that's a superpower who can summon a blizzard with a raised hand, how can it be a lie, for those people, their face is worth more than our lives."

"Yes, okay, okay, leave him alone, wait for the temperature to come up later, let's continue to look for garbage..."

...

It took a full hour for the temperature to recover and the garbage mountain to start to be lively again, but, strangely, the new kid had no intention of coming out at all, of course, the other garbage guys were happy about it, and you should never come out.

However, they may never know that in the garbage mountain, rats are shuttling through all kinds of crevices that are difficult for normal people to get into, probing the situation of the garbage mountain...

...

As night fell, Fugui finally took action and drove a garbage truck out of his scrap yard.

Now he knows everything about the garbage mountain, and he doesn't need to look for anything he wants, just drive to the destination.

Motor..

Cogs..

Wire..

Display..

Wandering in the garbage mountain, Fugui picked up those worthless goods that were worn out in the eyes of others one by one, and it was night, if it was daytime, I was afraid that people would laugh off their big teeth.

However, in the eyes of others, these are worthless things, but to Fugui, these things are treasures.

In fact, in addition to giving him the ability to manipulate mice, this helmet even inexplicably gave him some memories related to alchemy, which is the fundamental reason why he knew the term, and most importantly, he himself did not reject these memories at all, as if these memories should belong to him...

In this regard, Fugui doesn't care, this kind of thing has already happened, and some other things have happened, it is understandable, perhaps, this is not his first crossing? It doesn't make sense to entangle these things, make yourself comfortable, live happily, the most important thing, and with these memories, he seems to have mastered a part of the so-called alchemy...

In the middle of the night, the rich garbage truck was finally filled.

Humming a little tune, Fugui turned the car around and drove in the direction of his home.

"Why, people are creatures that always don't listen to persuasion, what do you say you provoked me?"

In the perspective of the rich electromagnetic field, several people were lurking on the way he came, guns in hand, ready to ambush him.

He has never sinned against these people, nor has he robbed them of garbage, but looking at their expressions, it seems as if he wants to die directly...

"Pour.."

Fugui hooked his fingers, and a very stable garbage mountain on the side fell instantly, directly slapping these people below, and the other three died on the spot, only one still had a breath.

"Tell me, why ambush me? Say, I'll give you a good time, or I'll feed you to the rats, and I'm sure it will be amazing for the rats to get into your stomach."

"I... I.. Look at you upset, you're too pretending..."

"Is it illegal to pretend to be coerced?"

"No.. Not breaking the law, but I.. It's just not nice to watch.."

"Pay more attention in the next life."

Fugui hooked his fingers again, and a steel bar next to him directly became bent, strangled the man's neck, and directly hanged him.

"My hometown is in the garbage tun..."

Back in the car, Fugui drove, sideways a little song, and continued to drive towards his scrap recycling station, for him, killing people is actually no different from killing a chicken, and his heart will not beat a few more times for this...

...

"Not bad, not bad..."

In a blink of an eye, a week has passed, Fugui is still adhering to the habit of living day and night, and the other garbage guys are less and less rejecting Fugui, after all, everyone knows that the garbage sent over in the early morning is the most valuable, but the new person doesn't even want it, but hides in his warehouse every day, and he doesn't know what he's doing..

However, if they can walk into the rich warehouse, they will probably be tempted to exclaim loudly, because the style here has completely changed, and walking into this warehouse will give people the feeling of entering a steampunk world.

The picture composed of various gears, pipes, and steam engines is so rough and beautiful, especially these things that seem to be decoration, but in fact, they are not decorations, but they are really useful and keep the warehouse running.

"It's comfortable.."

Clapping his hands, Fugui lay directly on the rocking chair, in a corner of the warehouse, slowly shaking and admiring his masterpiece.

"What kind of struggle, what kind of deception, what does it have to do with Lao Tzu.."

"This is the life that Lao Tzu likes."

"Now, there's just a mother-in-law missing..."

"Bang!"

"My grass, what??"

Fugui stood up violently, and saw that a hole had been smashed out of the roof of his warehouse, and on the ground, there was a woman lying there...

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