A man in shabby clothes, wearing a funny shabby steel helmet, walked in a narrow, crowded alley with dense pipes.
As he walked, he struck the gong in his hand.
Suddenly, a piece of debris fell from the narrow antenna above his head, and the steel helmet he wore suddenly emitted a faint spiritual light, blocking the debris.
He used a measured and slightly lazy tone, repeating the same words every time he struck the gong.
Soon, as he shouted, rustling sounds began to be heard from the densely packed and dilapidated buildings on both sides of the alley.
Soon, a group of people wearing shabby clothes and steel helmets gathered behind him. They neatly carried large baskets, formed two lines consciously, and followed the gong player forward.
Two groups of people walked side by side in a narrow alley, and it happened that the alley could only accommodate two people side by side.
The alleys are densely packed with various pipes, with pungent steam spewing out from the pipes from time to time, and debris often falling from the narrow sky above the head.
Every time a piece of debris falls, these people's helmets will release a weak spiritual light to block it. However, some people's helmets seem to have been weathered and are not very effective.
Suddenly, one man's helmet failed, and his arm was hit by falling debris. His arm was bloody and bloody for a while.
The man was wailing in pain, and the woman who was accompanying him hurriedly lifted him up, and the two teams walked backwards with difficulty to return the man to the floor where he belonged.
When everyone heard the wailing, their expressions remained unchanged, as if this kind of thing had become commonplace.
Soon, they walked through the alley and came to a small open space.
The open space exuded a stench, and there was a huge pipe standing on it. Everyone stood in the open space in an orderly manner, staring at the huge pipe above.
Soon, the pipes roared, and the pungent smell first wafted out of the pipes, followed by a large group of dark and mixed garbage sprayed out of the pipes, which soon piled up in the open space.
The garbage was piled as high as two stories, like a hillside.
The sticky and mixed garbage pile exuded moist water vapor, as if it had just been heated. At this time, people rushed up to inspect the garbage pile carefully, regardless of the stench and heat waves coming from the garbage pile.
"One person has one piece of land, don't grab it!"
"In good order, civilized and courteous!"
The leader kept repeating these two sentences, and everyone kept to themselves, only rummaging through the pile of garbage in front of them.
The youngest in the garbage-picking team is a girl who has just turned ten. Her immature hands turn over pieces of hot garbage, and her clear eyes carefully search for all the usable debris in the garbage pile. Today she is lucky.
When I opened a piece of garbage, I saw that the dark piece of waste contained a half-grown Thousand Knotweed.
Half of the thousand-knot grass was burned, and half still retained weak medicinal properties. She happily peeled it off and threw it into the large basket behind her.
Soon, after rummaging carefully, she found another piece of blue-light iron that had been scrapped. She calculated in her mind that by re-refining this piece of blue-light iron, she could recover at least a finger-sized piece of blue-light iron.
At this time, her little face had been burned red by the heat of the garbage dump, and fine beads of sweat began to leak out from the tip of her nose and forehead.
Everyone was as motivated as the little girl, as if this smelly garbage dump was a treasure.
However, suddenly, a strange force surged out. They suddenly felt that their bodies were much lighter, and the tightly packed garbage pile began to loosen up. Then, a blue light emerged in the garbage pile, and the little girl felt like the world was spinning.
, as if everything around him began to distort.
"What's going on?"
"I feel dizzy? I can't stand anymore!"
The crowd of people picking up garbage was in a commotion, and the leader of the group also looked frightened. He wanted to take a few steps back, but he immediately fell down due to the turbulent and shaking space around him.
call!
This strange feeling went away as quickly as it came. The blue light in the garbage dump suddenly disappeared, and the distorted world returned to normal.
Everyone was a little confused, but they didn't know who shouted.
"The blue light comes from the garbage..."
Everyone was immediately alerted by this sentence.
There is a great treasure!
Immediately, the team of garbage pickers started to go crazy. They were digging through the garbage pile with joy. The little girl didn't know what was going on. However, she saw that her parents were digging through the garbage pile vigorously, so she immediately joined the group.
in competition.
Her little hands were burned red, and big beads of sweat stuck to her hair on her temples. As she searched tirelessly, she suddenly touched a soft and cold object. The little girl was shocked.
How could there be something so cold in the hot garbage pile?
She quickly continued to flip through it, and suddenly, in the darkness, she saw a person's hand.
"ah!"
The little girl was frightened and fell into the garbage.
"Jiajia, what's wrong?"
Two slightly older couples hurriedly came over and helped the pale little girl.
The little girl pointed to the garbage pile and said, "Dad, Mom, there is someone here!"
manpower!!
The elderly couple looked at each other with surprise in their eyes.
Could it be the legendary Yuanshou Fruit?
The couple hurriedly got together, and after running hard for a while, the wife yelled.
"Oh, he is really a human being!"
Boom!
Hearing this shout, the team leader immediately hit the gong and ran over. Other garbage pickers also came over curiously. When they saw an arm sticking out from the garbage pile, the team leader was startled, looked at the pipe in the air, and said in surprise
: "Why is there someone in there?"
"Come on! Let's dig out this person together!"
Upon hearing the call, everyone rushed forward. With more people and greater strength, they quickly dug up the garbage pile and quickly pulled out a ragged man from the garbage pile.
The man looked very young, with a powerful and beautiful body underneath his torn clothes.
A woman was curious and couldn't help but want to touch the man's plump chest muscles. As soon as she touched his chest, she could feel a strong heartbeat.
"Oh my God! This man is still alive!"
Upon hearing this, the leader of the garbage collection team ran over and looked at the man with vigilant eyes.
Suddenly, he saw a shiny object under the man. He reached out and took out the object. It was an exquisite mirror.
He only glanced at it and knew that the mirror was worth a lot. So he quietly put the mirror into his arms, stood up, coughed and said, "Don't look at it anymore. It's more important to watch the excitement or to pick up trash!"
Everyone, hurry up and get to work!"
"What should I do with this person?"
"what to do?"
The team leader said: "I didn't know. I am only responsible for picking up garbage. Just throw it aside."
The little girl looked at the man and felt a little unbearable. She said, "But if he doesn't have a helmet, if he stays on the street, he will be smashed to death sooner or later."
The team leader spread his hands and said, "That's not my business, and it's not my responsibility. I'm already very busy waiting for you to pick up garbage." After saying that, he covered his nose and left the garbage pile.
The little girl's parents came over and said, "Hey, it's so pitiful that she fell into this garbage pile. Jiajia, why don't you pick up the garbage today? Your brother's room just happens to be free. You can carry this young man back."
If you are outside without protection, you will be crushed to death sooner or later! How pitiful!"