Filthy beaches.

This is a recessed section of the three sections of the Black Rock Coast, which is different from the Sharktooth Beach next to the Mohatbi Mountains, which is a bustling gathering place for gangsters large and small throughout Mohatby.

It is also different from the whirlwind beach jutting out of the Black Rock Coast, which is home to several large marinas in Mohatbi, and several calm bays that are the exclusive pleasures of the rich and noble in the city of Vantaa.

The only thing that belongs to the dirty beach is filth and chaos, and the bay here is full of all kinds of garbage, and in the layers of strong-smelling foam, there are several white corpses with severed limbs and broken arms.

At the edge of the beach, there are no tall palm trees on the whirlwind beach, nor the chic white-gray stone buildings on the shark tooth beach, just piles of high garbage.

This is the garbage dump of the whole of Mohatbi, and because of the garbage that the waves send from the sea all day long, it is not an exaggeration to say that this is the garbage gathering place of the entire Harila continent.

"Whew!"

Yiyun Sanders hid behind a pile of garbage, staring closely at the slightly calm bay in front of him, where, among the patches of garbage, the foam gradually grew larger, and then exploded with a "pop!", and a strong stench immediately added to the air.

The lean, skinny Hariran boy licked his chapped lips and pulled a wet scarf around his neck to cover his mouth and nose.

"Ahh

A black donkey's head poked out of the garbage heap beside him, making a slight call, Yiyun turned around and stretched out two fingers to press on the little black donkey's mouth to stop its call, and then lowered his voice: "Little Black, shhh......" The little black donkey blinked a pair of bright eyes. Then the tame shrank back.

"Whoa!"

The foul-smelling sea breeze gradually blew, and several piles of small mountains of garbage, which were already shaking, collapsed with a bang, and large pieces of garbage covered in black mud poured down. Spread out on the blackened sand, and all kinds of filthy reptiles that can't be named emerge from them.

"It's going to be high tide!"

Yiyun stared at the bay where the waves gradually became violent, and the garbage floating on it began to rise and fall, and a pile of iron cans floating in it made a tinkling sound.

He removed a surfboard from his back and stood in front of him. This surfboard, only one head shorter than Yiyun, is dark and has a smooth streamlined shape, which looks a little shabby. The style is also the old model from more than ten years ago, but from the shark skin bag full of patches wrapped around the surfboard, it is not difficult to see that Yiyun cherishes this surfboard.

As the collapsed garbage spread, the rich stench instantly filled the entire filthy beach, and faintly, Yiyun heard some deliberately suppressed coughs sounding everywhere, and he smiled at the corner of his mouth: "Wait for the tide insects, they have arrived!"

Like Yiyun Sanders on a filthy beach. The people who depend on the garbage for a living, the Mohatbi people disdainfully give them a general name: waiting for tide insects.

On the edge of the Black Rock Coast, there are many sea beasts and fierce fish in the lost sea. In a place like a dirty beach, where there is a dense garbage, there are often poisonous tumor sharks and octopus squid, as well as many strange sea beasts and fierce fish that cannot be named.

The cruelest rules of survival play out here.

All kinds of floating garbage attract "tide insects" who are not clothed and hungry. Once these people are forced to do so, they put themselves at risk. Rush into the bay to get garbage, and you will be attacked by those sea beasts and fish. Tear it up and eat it all.

At the same time, there will be a half-hour high tide time here every day, and all those sea beasts and fierce fish will retreat into the deep sea, because no matter what kind of sea beast fierce fish, once they are wrapped in those garbage and washed up on the beach at high tide, then what awaits them must be hunted and cut by "tide insects" like Yiyun.

This half hour of high tide every day is the time when "tide worms" like Yiyun Sanders look forward to the day, and they rely on this time to rush into this filthy bay and pick up the garbage needed for the next day's life.

The tide was approaching, Yiyun was eager to try, and the little black donkey hiding in the garbage heap beside him felt this urgent atmosphere, and poked his head out again, but did not make a sound, just licked Yiyun's hand hanging in front of its head encouragingly.

"Xiao Hei, I will definitely return with a full load today!" Yiyun lowered his voice, his eyes stared at the beach without blinking, in the sand not far in front of him, there was a half-cut measuring pillar inserted, watching the tide approaching the red notches on it little by little, Yiyun's whole person was accumulating, like a bow that was gradually filled.

That is the law that Yiyun discovered through a whole year of observation, at a certain point in the high tide, although those sea beasts and fierce fish in the bay did not return to the deep sea, they were already in a state that would not hurt people, as long as they rushed out at this point in time, they could grab better garbage before all the tide insects.

At that point in time, it was a quarter of an hour when the tide had just reached the red point of the pillar in front of him, a moment earlier, when the sea beasts and fierce fish were in the most ferocious state before retreating into the deep sea, and a moment later, when thousands of people were dormant all over the beach at this time, "waiting for the tide insects" to be dispatched.

Yiyun laid the surfboard flat and rushed forward, jumping over several piles of garbage.

"Yiyun, you bastard, are you coming to our area to steal something again!"

With a shout of scolding, several figures emerged from the pile of garbage in front of him, dressed in ragged clothes like Yiyun, and carrying some iron rods and broken knives in their hands.

The only difference is that these people don't wear a wet scarf like Yiyun, but are very accustomed to staying in that stench.

These people are like Yiyun Sanders, who make a living by scooping up garbage.

Competing with the same kind, the law of the jungle is also part of the cruel rules of survival on this beach, these abandoned garbage, in the city of Vantaa, is the disgusting thing of those rich and nobles, but for poor people like Yiyun who live at the bottom, it is a necessity for survival.

Most of the "tide worms" will team up to increase their strength, and then divide a beach area as their own fishing range, but Yiyun is one of the outliers, he never gangs with anyone, and he doesn't care about what fishing area is divided, every time the tide is high, he hides in a hidden place, and then suddenly rushes out to get what he needs.

Therefore, he is hated by most of the "tide bugs" who gang up on this beach, and no one knows which demarcated area this guy will appear in the next high tide.

Yiyun reached out and touched the tip of his nose, a slight smile on his face, but the speed of running forward under his feet did not decrease in the slightest. (To be continued)

ps: The monster clerk is about to reach 2 million words, and he will start a fantasy journey to the ancient century, and the most exciting story begins here!