When Feng Xue came out of the locker room, she had already put on a pair of canvas clothes and pants. This outfit, which was priced at 100 yuan and came with a temporary locker outside, was not comfortable to wear, but it had the advantages of being wear-resistant and stain-resistant.
Very suitable for picking up trash.
Wearing a pair of work gloves, Feng Xue returned to the square and saw Lao Li standing in front of a man in strange clothes explaining something.
Seeing this, he didn't come any closer, but silently cast his gaze on the huge clock at the entrance to the garbage dump.
Six fifty-six.
There are still two hours until the garbage dump officially opens.
"Did I come a little too early?" Feng Xue opened her mouth and yawned widely. She felt that she was quite a bit like a student who studied early at 7:30 and ran to school at 5:30 (or maybe a
(who came here to catch up on homework), but looking at the growing crowd around him, he suddenly felt that maybe this kind of thinking was the norm.
After all, there is a limit to the amount of garbage that can appear in the garbage dump. There are hundreds of thousands of people in the entire landfill, and no more than one-tenth of them are employed. The rest of the people make a living from the garbage dump, so come early.
After a while, you can be closer when entering, maybe you can pick up more, and your probability of survival will naturally increase.
You know, according to Lao Li, tens of thousands of time-travelers are welcomed into this garbage dump every garbage day, and Feng Xue estimates that the number of deaths this week is only two thousand, even counting the days when he was not in office.
, the number of deaths in these ten days will not exceed four thousand. In other words, if this landfill can maintain a stable population of hundreds of thousands, at least six or seven thousand people will die on each garbage day.
Just when Feng Xue was thinking about finding a place to sit for a while, suddenly, a harsh buzzing came from above his head. Feng Xue's eyes subconsciously turned to the sky, and her eyes suddenly opened wide——
The clear sky that seemed to have had no weather changes since the time of travel was now covered by dark clouds, but a minute ago, the sky was as blue as a calm lake.
In the thick dark clouds that seemed to drag the sky back into the night, shining blue and red electric lights were constantly intertwined, and something that I don't know should be called a depression was forming in the center of the dark clouds.
The dark cloud seemed to be transforming from a ball of marshmallows to a donut. In the flash of two-color thunder, a depression slowly turned into a hollow. In the darkness, it seemed as if there was an invisible storm brewing.
Then, a large amount - no, it should be said to be a massive amount of matter fell from the dark cloud.
There are humans, flowers, trees, large chunks of soil, sand and gravel, as well as refrigerators, televisions and other man-made objects. Occasionally, you can even see a truck falling from the sky, but these are not the most exaggerated.
, In fact, Feng Xue even saw half of an apartment building about five or six stories falling down together.
Logically speaking, these thousands or tens of thousands of meters of falling objects falling to the ground will definitely have a huge impact, but unexpectedly, it was not until ten minutes later that the dark clouds completely dispersed, and people outside the garbage dump also
I didn't feel any shock at all.
"Isn't it spectacular?" Lao Li's voice suddenly sounded, but Feng Xue was not in the mood to dwell on it at this time. She just looked at the clear sky that had returned to cloudless skies and murmured:
"Is this how I fell down in the first place?"
"Well, it should be said that everyone is." Lao Li took out a cigarette from nowhere, but did not light it. He just held it in his mouth and said in a slightly vicissitudes of tone:
"In Infinite City, human life is so worthless. No matter how much it is, it will be replenished soon. After all, this is a garbage dump for countless worlds, and to those countless worlds, human beings are really like garbage.
Same."
"Tsk..." Feng Xue chewed a piece of toothpaste. Although he already understood the fact that the world's population depends on refreshing, when he saw it with his own eyes, he still felt quite unreal.
At this moment, the door of the garbage dump was suddenly opened, and the people around him immediately became agitated. However, except for a few stunned young people, no one rushed towards the door, and the few outstanding birds were also arriving at the garbage dump.
In front of the door, he was pushed to the ground.
Gang members wearing uniforms divided some of their forces and tied those who dared to violate the rules to the execution platform outside the garbage dump. The remaining people marched in an orderly manner and slowly disappeared into the garbage dump.
"Bang!" With the dull sound of metal collision, the door of the garbage dump closed again, and Lao Li, who suddenly closed his mouth, said:
"These gang members will first roughly sift through the garbage and collect most of the real objects before we enter the site."
After listening to Lao Li's words, Feng Xue was not surprised and just asked:
"Speaking of which, what kind of garbage is more valuable?"
This question is actually not important to Feng Xue, because he is no longer one of the people who need to make a living by picking up garbage, but considering that he needs a lot of recasting substrates, it is better to ask - after all
, to take items out of the dump, you will have to pay 1.5 times the estimated value.
Hearing Feng Xue's question, Lao Li showed his profiteer-like smile again, and without waiting for Feng Xue to speak again, he directly quoted:
"1000 Towers."
"No problem." Feng Xue did not hesitate, and directly took out a thousand-ta bill from the work card and handed it to Lao Li. Lao Li took the money and smiled with satisfaction:
"Actually, the aspect of value is very simple. The real thing is definitely the most valuable, but the least amount of fish will slip through the net, and even if you get it, you will make more money by directly absorbing it than by handing it over to a gang;
"The second is items with complete functionality, such as bicycles, electric ovens, etc. As long as the functions are complete, the valuation is generally based on the market price. However, this is more hit and miss, and many electrical appliances cannot be tested intact on the spot.
degree, which more tests professional vision and luck;
"If you want to ensure income, you can just pick up the metal junk. The price is stable, so you don't have to worry about selling, but don't expect to make a lot of money."
"I see." Feng Xue thought of the time she traveled through time and replaced the old-fashioned TV with five bricks. It should have taken advantage of the complete functions. Thinking about it this way, when choosing items for yourself, shouldn't she choose something that looks better?
Broken? But will this affect the effect of recasting?
Just when Feng Xue was thinking secretly, Lao Li suddenly seemed to have remembered something and reminded him:
"By the way, one last thing to remind you, no matter whether there are extraordinary abilities in your original world, those things with magical power will become ineffective when they arrive here, unless they can become illusions, but illusions
It is almost impossible to encounter this thing in the garbage dump. After all, those gang members are not fools. If it is a real thing, they might miss one or two items with low reserves, but they will definitely not let go of any phantom item.