Although it is said to be a large number of bad omens, the number is actually not very large compared to the nearly a thousand scavengers. At least there are only five or six that appear in Feng Xue's field of vision, but if you consider that these things will be eaten as time goes by,
If they evolved from the corpses of real objects or ghost stories, then the number would be very terrifying.
Almost as soon as they came into view, Feng Xue saw the two scavengers picking up their weapons and rushing towards the nearest omen, as if they had no intention of giving them time to evolve.
Feng Xue also quickly figured out the key, and immediately took out the Holy Mother of Disintegration and killed it.
Most of these omens that originally lived in the surroundings have evolved into animal forms that are more adaptable to the wild environment. If it were not for seeing the elements emerging from the mosaic sphere above their heads, Feng Xue would have been hard-pressed to interpret what looked like being killed by a dog.
Toys that are fused with leopards are associated with zombies.
But there is no doubt that, judging from elements such as [death] and [corpse], this thing is a bad omen that turned into a human corpse.
Although there was no moonlight at this time, the moment Feng Xue took out a filter from his pocket, the whole world became different.
The originally ferocious monster turned into a beautiful naked girl on all fours in an instant. Although she looked fierce and fierce, she completely lost the sense of oppression.
The Virgin of Disintegration also put on the first layer of buff at this moment, and a silvery cold light was plated on the blade.
With the previous experience of slashing in a crowd of beauties, Feng Xue did not feel any pity for the other party this time because he looked very attractive. The moment the other party quickly rushed towards him, his body suddenly felt...
Thick white mist sprayed out, and the blurred vision prevented the eyes from being lost in the white obstacles in front of them. Then, a hand raised a knife and chopped off the beautiful head.
"I always feel that if I use this thing for a long time, I will become a psychopath."
Feng Xue cursed in her heart, rolled her eyes, and immediately triggered the golden finger to completely decompose Guitan's corpse. The mist field can only last for about thirty seconds, but it is also very important to complete the smelting by blocking the vision.
The ominous corpse turned into fly ash, and Qianta's personal mark of [knowledge] was added to Feng Xue's golden finger.
Already a little numb to such numbers, he did not hesitate, turned around and rushed towards the next bad omen.
Although they look like animals, these things are still corpse-type monsters in the end. They do not have the keen sense of smell of animals. With the assassin suit and breath blocking both reducing the sense of presence, Feng Xue is the only one in this thick fog who can take the initiative.
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Thirty seconds passed quickly. When the fog gradually dissipated, Feng Xue's figure in white robes appeared again, but the bad omen around him before had disappeared.
The scavengers who were still fighting around them quickly noticed the scene here. Although their main attention was still on the bad omen around them, they were inevitably wary of Feng Xue.
The most important thing in this business is to be able to see the situation clearly. When they realized that Feng Xue's strength was at least one level higher than theirs, they immediately came up with the idea of avoiding being their enemy in the future.
Anyway, their purpose is just to make a fortune, and they have no intention of competing for the position of administrator. Naturally, they don't care about having a strong person - as long as he doesn't come over and kill them indiscriminately.
The strength of the first batch of bad omen that arrived was slightly weaker than Feng Xue imagined, but this is not a strange thing. The more powerful the bad omen, the more [knowledge] is needed. This is why the previous one
The reason why giants "migrate".
Because even if it only has instinct, it can realize that this land cannot support it.
"I just don't know how far the garbage vortex without a dome can spread..." Feng Xue thought about how many more times there would be such attacks, but soon put aside the unnecessary thoughts and started his scavenging again.
trip.
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Happy time always passes very quickly. The day passes quickly before our eyes. The time travelers in the garbage dump have basically woken up. Through the simple explanations of those old fritters, they slowly understand their current situation.
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Feng Xue also followed the example of his seniors and explained the basic knowledge about garbage day and [Knowledge] to several newcomers. However, perhaps because the number of people was too small, or perhaps the teaching content was not comprehensive, he did not get a [Novice] from this.
Guidance] label.
However, judging from the status of those old fritters, most of them did not get the tags. However, they were not disappointed because of this. Instead, they welcomed the newcomers to move into the houses they had built before and asked them to carry out construction work.
——
Just use mud and stones to build a house.
If that was the case, Feng Xue was at most curious about the meaning of these houses, but when he noticed that some scavengers actually took out the real objects they had collected before and provided them with "food" for these time travellers, he finally had an unbelievable feeling.
mood.
He had seen more than a dozen people fighting over a piece of real dog shit until only one person was left, and he had also seen Chen Xiyao's one incident of dumping sewage in the wild causing an ominous melee.
But now, someone would actually take out the real [consciousness] and feed it to a time traveler who has never met him?
Are there really good people in Infinite City?
Just seeing other scavengers picking up nothing but looking at those who found the real thing with understanding eyes, he felt something was wrong. After all, he also noticed that the few scavengers who were relatively close to him before seemed to
She was looking at him with puzzled eyes, as if... it was incredible that he didn't take out the real thing to feed the time traveler!
"Could it be said that...these people who presented the real thing are all relatively strong? Or, it's not that they don't want to feed, but that only the strong are qualified to show kindness at this time? But what is the meaning of this kind of kindness?
Where?" Feng Xue's mind was racing, and then a thought emerged -
Manager.
Yes, I am afraid that only the label of manager is worthy of the scavengers giving real things that are almost equivalent to life to the time travellers.
So, managers not only need to be strong, but they also need to be loved? No, it should not be loved.
Feng Xue shook his head. Compared to the vague term of love, he was more willing to use "contribution" to speculate on this process.
After all, for Infinite City, the time travelers are just "nothing". There is no difference between feeding them and watching them die. Even if they are all dead, another batch will come ten days later.
But when these nothings begin to undertake certain tasks, they are no longer pure nothings, but "parts" with certain functions that can create value for Infinite City.
If all this is true, then should I also make some contributions?
Feng Xue looked at the time-travelers who were still queuing up and shook her head again.
Although he is somewhat interested in the position of manager, he does not understand the whole process at all. If he follows others to learn, he will always be one step behind and more likely to violate some taboos. Rather than investing the cost, it is better to take a good look and learn well.
Then find a new landfill to try——
Since there are so many knowledgeable scavengers, it means there are definitely a lot of things like this.