The only drawback is that the sun did not shine in today, the sky was gloomy, and a depressing atmosphere enveloped Heiyun City.
The smelly mud gently waved its tentacles and followed closely.
One person and one animal shuttled through this garbage pile, constantly looking for food.
Chatting while rushing towards the sound of cars.
"Have you been living in this dump?"
He clasped his hands behind his back and asked casually.
"Baiduo!"
Xiuni shook his head, stopped, and pointed his right hand at the tidal power plant east of Heiyun City.
Fang Yin looked up and saw a large power plant standing there, with bright lights, tall chimneys spewing black mist, and a pungent smell of smoke wafting in the area.
If the seawater inlet is blocked, thermal power generation can be used to ensure industrial production, and this is one of the important reasons why Heiyun City becomes filled with black fog.
By the way, this power plant is the largest power plant in the Kanto region, and many electric elves wander around it, absorbing electrical energy while generating electricity and enhancing their own abilities.
His eyes paused for a moment, and then he continued walking towards the entrance of the garbage dump.
If I remember correctly, in the previous life of the anime, Xiaozhi and his party encountered the Smelly Mud Clan blocking the entrance to the sea, causing a blackout in Heiyun City.
"Could it be that Xiuni is one of their group?"
After tightening the windbreaker and feeling the coolness of the cold wind on his face, Fang secretly guessed.
The deep-sea sewage outlet of the tidal power plant is probably the home of the smelly mud people. It is best to stay away next time you pass by.
"That stinky mud leader is not weak. It's a pity that Xiaozhi didn't even cultivate it and just left it to Dr. Oak..."
He sneered at Xiaozhi's behavior of releasing the master, which not only wasted his time, but also betrayed the trust of the elves.
No matter how nice the excuse is, it can't hide his irresponsible behavior. He is truly an irresponsible trainer.
Fang Yin said this, but he was actually a little jealous. After all, the release team included Yukila and Nianmelulong, two elves at the quasi-god level.
What he admires most is Shinji's character of having clear goals and doing whatever it takes to achieve his goals.
And I will definitely work harder to catch up with them.
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Fang Yin walked forward and unknowingly reached the outskirts of the garbage dump, where he saw several environmentally friendly garbage trucks parked.
The back door of the carriage was wide open, and countless domestic garbage poured out "clatter~crash~" and piled up in the garbage dump. A thick layer of dust was thrown up, blocking the line of sight, making it impossible to see clearly ahead.
"Domestic garbage, what a good thing!"
When he smelled the strong smell, the corners of his mouth curled up, and he couldn't help but feel a little excited.
"Stinky mud, let's rush!"
Fang Yin quickly judged the situation, shouted behind him and ran towards the garbage truck.
Although it is garbage, there may be many good things in it. In the past life, there was a profession called treasure hunter. They often stayed in various wealthy areas to dig out the precious resources hidden in the garbage, thereby earning a lot of money.
The nature of the job is actually similar to that of a tomb robber.
However, tomb robbers only steal some antiques and treasures, while these professional treasure hunters search for all kinds of valuable goods.
Shinii waved his tentacles and squirmed lazily, following behind him.
The garbage truck quickly dumped all kinds of garbage, put down the carriage, and turned around to drive towards the city. The driver glanced at Fang Yin lightly, then shook his head, stepped on the accelerator to the bottom, and the car roared past.
"There are too many orphans in this world."
In the garbage pool the size of a football field, Fang Yin and Xianni were looking down to pick up today's fresh garbage. After a while, he picked up a half piece of bread and a large bottle of expired milk.
There were a lot of old cardboard boxes, as well as squashed sandwiches, sushi and other food scattered on the ground.
"You should be able to eat these foods for a long time. Do you want to drink the stinky mud?"
Fang Yin picked up the expired moo milk and handed it to the smelly mud next to it.
"Baiduo~"
This time, it didn't hesitate, stretched out its tentacles and grabbed it.
Although these things are expired, they are not a big problem for the smelly mud. They can even absorb the nutrients in milk and enhance physical fitness.
Seeing that Shini did not reject him, a smile appeared on his face, and he was one step closer to conquering Shini.
In the biting cold wind in the early morning, Fang Yin continued to bend down to pick up garbage.
"Hey, what is this?"
His eyebrows were wrinkled, and next to a blood-stained white shirt, several small purple balls were lying there quietly.
I picked up the purple ball and rubbed it with my hands a few times. It felt like a glass ball and had a good hardness.
Fang Yin looked carefully and saw a large amount of white smoke dispersed inside the purple ball, which looked very strange.
Not understanding what was going on, he simply stopped thinking, stuffed the balls into his pocket, and prepared to continue looking for today's food.
But at this moment.
An angry roar sounded:
"You bastard, stop it!"
He paused, put the potato chips into his arms, turned around, and saw a little boy in his teens standing not far away, glaring at him angrily.
He has messy hair like a chicken coop, a dark complexion, a pair of emerald eyes that exude fierceness and anger. He is tall, wearing blue suspenders, and looks like a typical slum kid.
"Which gang are you from? Don't you know this is the territory of our Smelly Mud Clan?"
The boy in overalls moved forward quickly, pointed at Fang Yin's nose and yelled.
Fang Yin's face was expressionless, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes. He hated people pointing at his nose and talking.
"I am also a stinky mud..."
"You fart!"
Before he finished speaking, the boy's face turned red and he cursed angrily.
Xiuni was on the side, leisurely holding a milk bottle and drinking it comfortably, as if watching the fun, watching the two people quarreling with interest.
Fang Yin narrowed his eyes slightly and smiled coldly:
"I don't know if I let it go, but it's someone's mouth. Ugh, it smells worse than this garbage dump!"
He said and pinched his nose in disgust.
"You are seeking death!"
The boy in overalls was furious and clenched his fists, just about to rush forward and fight Fang Yin.
"Wait a minute, Yota!"
Suddenly, a majestic voice came, making his body tremble.
Fang Yin looked along the sound and saw several figures walking slowly in the distance.
Among them, walking at the front of the team was an old man.
The old man is thin, about 1.7 meters tall, bent over, leaning on a cane, and wearing a large colorful shirt.
The most striking thing is that he has a bald head, with a few strands of gray hair on top of his head, and his complexion is quite rosy.
"Dad, this man sneaked into our land to pick up trash. I just saw him stuffing a bag of potato chips into his arms!"
Yang Tai said eagerly, pointing at Fang Yin, with an aggrieved look on his face.
"Oh? So that's it."
The bald old man's face showed no expression of anger or hostility, his tone was full of kindness, and he still said with a smile:
"Ahem, young man, where are you from?"
"Heiyun City, an orphan!"
Fang Yin replied calmly, there was no concealment, and there was no need to conceal it, because these were all true.
The old man did not speak, but focused on Xiuni, and nodded slightly subconsciously:
"You go away, you are not allowed to come here to pick up garbage again next time."
After saying that, regardless of whether he agreed or not, he turned around and left.
Fang Yin was stunned for a moment, then laughed.
"Wait a minute, old man!"
He called to the people who were leaving:
"Asshole, you..."
When Yang Tai saw that Fang Yin was not accepting the favor, he immediately became furious. He had never met anyone who dared to challenge him. This was a naked insult!
He wanted to rush up and teach Fang Yin a lesson, but was stopped by the old man.
"Young man, is there anything else you can do?"
The old man asked with a smile, an inexplicable meaning flashing in his eyes.
"I don't know, what are the conditions for joining you?"
Fang Yin did not beat around the bush. He knew that this old man was not a good person. In this case, he would go straight to the point.
After all, you have a big tree at your back, so you can enjoy the shade!
