After witnessing a bad omen, the rest of life became uneventful, the woman who was taken away was never heard from again, and Feng Xue did not explore the hidden thoughts in this regard, and carried out the work of collecting and smelting the corpse day after day.

I have to say, is it a world with a refresh mechanism? Feng Xue was able to receive at least five or six corpse collection tasks a day, and except for a few times when she was too far away to catch up, the number of deaths in the rest exceeded the fifty mark almost every time.

In this way, in the six days after Feng Xue took office, nearly 2,000 people died in the entire landfill.

However, Feng Xue didn't have any extra sympathy to pity the dead, he just counted the harvest of his corpses in the past few days.

In six days, he had collected more than 100 corpses, extracted more than thirty elements, and accumulated more than 3,000 towers of [consciousness] that existed in the golden finger, which had a personal imprint and could not be absorbed.

It is worth mentioning that for every corpse collected, Infinite City will issue a salary of one hundred towers, which is equivalent to the salary given by the gang, and these more than a hundred corpses have also increased the edible [knowledge] he has reserved to the exaggerated figure of twenty thousand towers.

But Feng Xue didn't feel that she had become a rich man, because tomorrow would be the big money spending-

Garbage Day.

Feng Xue has accumulated a lot of elements in his hands, and there are also a lot of [knowledge] for recasting, but he only lacks the most critical thing, that is, the substrate.

After all, although the focus of recasting is "casting", don't forget the word "heavy" in front, but what Feng Xue can hold to cast now is only a white robe and a dagger for self-defense.

Although his reforged got off to a good start, Feng Xue wasn't sure that this thing was 100% successful, so Feng Xue wouldn't practice with the items on his body until he experimented with the specific mechanism of the golden finger.

……

With the arrival of early morning, the dim environment in the room was automatically illuminated by soft light, and Feng Xue was rarely awakened from a dream by the task of appearing a corpse.

He stretched hard, took off his Hidden Blade, hid it under the bed, and then left his nest with a large-capacity backpack that cost him 500 towers.

According to the knowledge given in the label, he learned that the staff dormitory has phantom-level defense, and in addition to himself, only by using phantom objects can he forcibly break the door.

Although it can't be said to be absolutely safe, no one should be bored enough to smash his dormitory with a phantom object until he reveals that he has a phantom object.

Maybe it's because the collection of corpses in the past few days has improved the progress of the play, or maybe it's simply adapted to walking, Feng Xue only took more than five minutes to come to the west gate of the garbage dump, and at this time, this place can already be called a sea of people - the garbage dump has a total of eight doors, but considering that it will accommodate hundreds of thousands of people from the entire landfill in the future, this number still seems to be less.

"Yo! Isn't this Xiao Feng? A familiar voice came from behind him, Feng Xue turned around, and sure enough, he saw Lao Li, who was reaching out to say goodbye to a young man at this time, and it seemed that he had just finished tutoring others for novices.

"Good morning." Feng Xue said hello casually and began to wait for Lao Li's next words, generally speaking, this guy is basically in trouble, and this time is naturally no exception.

"I think this was supposed to be your first garbage day after you crossed over, right, I have some precautions, do you?" Lao Li looked "Do you want a plate?" Feng Xue rolled her eyes, glanced at the label on the top of his head cut into [Intelligence Merchant], and immediately said:

"How much do you want?"

"500 Towers." Although Lao Li knew that Feng Xue should have made a lot of money collecting corpses these days, he didn't open his mouth, Feng Xue didn't say much when he heard this, took out his work card and took out five coins and handed them to Lao Li.

"Gotcha!" Lao Li took the coin, and then said in a rather mysterious tone:

"Do you know the locker room?"

"Locker room?" He naturally knew this term, but what Lao Li said was obviously not a simple place to change clothes, seeing his blank expression, Lao Li smiled slightly, and then pointed to a row of rooms on both sides of the gate of the garbage dump and said:

"Those are the locker rooms, because you have to pay for the things in the garbage dump to take them out, but it's impossible for everyone to do a detailed search before they enter the door and remember what you have on you, so there are often rip-offs, so when you come to the garbage dump, everyone will wear as light as possible."

Speaking of this, Lao Li looked around with his eyes, and Feng Xue noticed that at this time, more than ninety percent of the people gathered around the garbage dump were wearing very simple clothes, or short-sleeved shorts, or vertical brown shorts, in short, highlighting a complete set with few parts.

However, because among these people, there are also a lot of guys in fancy clothes, and they look far more conspicuous than people in simple clothes, which is also the root cause why Feng Xue didn't notice the problem at the first time.

But now that he was talked, he understood to some extent, at least he went in like him, and when he came out, the gang members pointed to his one-shoulder cloak and belt and said that it was brought out of it, and he really didn't have any evidence to explain.

"So the locker room is where people like me who don't know change clothes? But why doesn't this thing have a billboard or a usage notice or anything? Anyway, I wore this on the day I crossed! Feng Xue asked, but Lao Li showed a sarcastic smile on his face:

"No, this thing wasn't set up by those gangs, of course they won't advertise it, they want everyone to pay tuition once! However, the general clothing valuation is not too high, and it is just a hundred or so tower coins for people to remember for a long time, of course, if you are really short of money, it is okay to go out naked......

"As for the fact that you didn't step on the pit last time, it's because they can see that you just crossed over, and the setting of the junkyard is that 'the person who just crossed and the things he brought with him are one', so even if they want to pit you, you can't take off your clothes, but after you get out of the junkyard, your novice protection period will pass."

"And how do you use the locker room?" Feng Xue nodded, didn't think much about this, but looked at the row of rooms and asked, Lao Li gently flicked the coin in his hand, let out a "Zheng-" sound, and then said:

"100 Towers, you can rent a storage box, there is a disposable garbage picking suit in it, you put your clothes in it, just wear the suit and come out, remember to pull out the key, otherwise when you come out, you will find that the clothes are gone, but in the end, that thing has no defense, so don't put valuables inside."

"Okay, then I'll go change my clothes first." When Feng Xue heard this, she immediately walked towards a dressing room, Lao Li just waved her hand, and then turned around and walked towards the next man in strange costumes-

The reason why he worked so hard, in addition to earning the intelligence fee of the hundreds of towers, was also because of the profession he hid-

[Locker Room Promoter].