In the seventh galaxy, on Broken Star No. 5, there is the Silver Belt Sea.

A three-masted iron sailboat was sailing on the silvery sea.

The old mast was swaying in the gusty sea wind, and was tied by six or seven rough ropes underneath to prevent it from breaking.

There were a group of people sitting on the boat, all of them men.

They range from fifteen or sixteen year olds to balding middle-aged men in their forties or fifties.

Everyone was covered in filth, filled with a stifling stench that could not be dispersed, as if they had been queuing up to roll in a stinking ditch.

Among them, a young man of seventeen or eighteen years old stood at an inconspicuous edge of the deck.

She has messy black hair and shorts so tight that the original color of the fabric cannot be seen clearly.

It was not clear what he looked like on the same dirty face, except for a pair of fairly bright eyes, which looked quite energetic.

"It's been three months..."

The young man sighed, this was the time for him to come into this world.

The young man's name is Wang Yu, and he was a game designer in his thirties before time travel.

Once I fell asleep working until three in the morning, and when I woke up, I was inexplicably transported here.

The predecessor of this body was a child worker in a mine, with the same name as Wang Yu, but he was much worse off than him.

It seems that he is exhausted to death.

After the memory fusion, Wang Yu took over this identity and stayed in a mine to mine for three months.

You will not be eligible to leave the mine and return to work until the half-year period expires.

The sound of the sailboat breaking the waves was louder than expected, and many fish carcasses tumbled out of the waves and floated on the sea with a wet and salty smell.

In my memory, every half a year in this Silver Ribbon Sea, a deadly bacteria will breed in the sea water, which can kill 70% of the creatures in the sea.

At this time, this sea will turn into a poisonous sea. If Wang Yu can't think of going for a swim at this time, he will never return.

"Xiaoyu, go back and relax this time, eat more, and don't be so thin next time you come back. You won't be able to work well."

A shirtless, muscular man walked up to Wang Yu and spoke.

The big man's stubble looked like it had not been groomed for a long time. He was leaning on the railing of the boat with a relaxed expression.

After staying in the dark mine for a long time, even if I am now in the deadly sea of ​​poison, I just feel comfortable and free.

"Uncle Meng, thank you for taking care of me during this time." Wang Yu said gratefully.

Meng Laoer waved his hands indifferently, "You are about the same age as my son. It's not easy here. It's nothing."

Wang Yu didn't say anything else. He was not a talkative person.

The days in the mine made him almost autistic, and he only silently remembered Meng Laoer in his heart.

"But if you are lucky and find some kind of job outside, then never come back." Meng Laoer sighed.

This miner is not an easy job, and the people who come here are basically desperate people.

It is normal for people to die from exhaustion in the mines.

The sailboat docks.

After getting off the boat, all the miners immediately dispersed, including Meng Laoer.

He couldn't wait to go back to see his wife and children at home.

Wang Yu raised his eyes and looked around. They landed on an archipelago.

Ninety percent of Broken Star No. 5 is ocean, with less than ten percent remaining land and islands.

Excluding many extreme environments that cannot be developed, there are actually very few places on this broken star that can be used for human habitation and development.

It is therefore defined as a semi-habitable planet.

Island Town No. 732.

The name has no other meaning. The island was named Natural Island No. 732, so the town on the island was also called Island Town No. 732.

All the past memories of Wang Yu's predecessor are here.

An old, super-large iron pickup truck drove towards us, kicking up large amounts of sand and dust on the ground.

Wang Yu calmly stepped aside.

The truck passed him and reached the coast, dumping a load of stinky garbage into the Silver Strip Sea.

Although it was the first time I saw him, he still remembers it as strange.

Almost all the garbage produced in the town is simply thrown into the sea.

The huge flora of the Silver Belt Sea will eat up most of the garbage, leaving only some hard materials that will sink to the bottom of the sea.

As for whether the ring is environmentally friendly, it has never been something that the Broken Star Master should consider.

A rather rough stone road paved with gravel followed the coast into the town.

Mouse Street is an area of ​​dilapidated old-fashioned housing, where many down-and-out people living a hard life live.

When Wang Yu returned to Mouse Street, the sky was already getting dark.

Squeezing the wages in his trouser pocket, Wang Yu carefully walked under the shadows between the rooms, feeling all the way to the outside of one of the buildings.

He didn't go in right away, but looked around for a while, and quickly entered the building after not seeing the evil gangsters in his memory.

His residence is on the fourth floor of this building, in a small room.

After taking a look at the glass window that had been broken by someone, Wang Yu's expression remained unchanged, he opened the door and walked in.

No one has lived in it for half a year, and the small room is already filled with dust.

Wang Yu immediately noticed a set of footprints on the ground and traces of the bed and cabinet being turned over.

Combined with the broken glass windows, it is not difficult to guess that someone visited his home during this time.

Fortunately, Wang Yu had also understood the virtues of the people in this area of ​​Mouse Street before, and had already hidden almost everything before leaving, leaving only an empty room.

I believe that the thieves who came here were quite disappointed.

Wang Yu was too lazy to tidy up and went directly into the bathroom to wash up. Fortunately, some water could still flow out of the outlet.

It's been a long time since I've had such a comfortable cleaning, and there isn't so much water available near the mine.

After cleaning, Wang Yu put on a set of clean clothes that he brought with him and looked at himself in the glasses.

At the age of seventeen, he is much more immature than in his previous life. I don't know if it is because he has been in the mine for a long time, but the skin that has been rubbed off by the mud looks a bit pale.

His face is not ugly, but it is a little gloomy, which makes him not look like a good person.

His body was shriveled, not strong from mining, but rather malnourished.

It is true that he has not been eating well in the past few months. Coupled with the heavy physical exertion every day, it is normal for his nutrition to be somewhat behind.

Wang Yu didn't stay in the room for long and left quickly.

When I came to a small forest on Mouse Street, I turned over a large stone and a pile of fallen leaves and weeds while there was no one around, and started digging at the soil under my feet.

After a while, a small package in my memory appeared in front of me.

It's not heavy, and it makes a dingy sound inside when you pick it up.

Seeing that the package was still there, Wang Yu felt happy and opened it immediately.

Inside was a roll of crumpled star tickets and some crystals the size of fingernails.

Just do a little inventory and find out that one point is a lot.

After converting the star tickets, including the broken crystals in the package, there are a total of 565 broken crystal coins.

This was all the money that Wang Yu had saved through frugality and hard work.

Plus the remuneration for half a year of working in the mine this time.

"enough!"

Wang Yu's eyes gleamed, he tidied up a little, and quickly left the woods, walking in a hurry.

Qinggang Street, the afterglow of the setting sun pours on the streets and alleys.

The people living on this street are relatively well-dressed and not as poor as the residents of Mouse Street.

There are still some shops open on the street, selling firewood, rice, oil and salt.

Three or two people came in, and their method of trading was the broken crystals in Wang Yu's hands.

This is a universal currency.

Opposite the small restaurant is a relatively spacious courtyard.

There is a signboard hanging above it.

Shadowless Boxing Gym.

Wang Yu looked up, took a deep breath and walked in.
To be continued...