[First, the Eye of Insight. In this square, you will get a pair of eyes that can see through objects. No object can escape your detection. Of course, except for the void, the square, the garbage entrance (black), and the world shuttle door
(White)!】
The eyes suddenly became much brighter. Is this the eye of insight?
Huang An didn't intend to test it immediately, as his attention was attracted by something else.
He saw a special thing that many protagonists have - the golden finger - the door to the world!
There really are other worlds.
Is this his opportunity, his vitality?
Huang An doesn't know, but he really wants to try.
The voice in my head continues.
[Second: Intern employees are not affected by garbage toxins from all walks of life in this square.]
[Third: A set of automatic cleaning protective clothing, shovels, hammers, rakes and other simple tools.]
[Fourth: Recite silently for ten seconds, and enter and leave the garbage dump anytime, anywhere, with no limit on the number of times.]
[After completing the one-month internship period and successfully completing the task, you will be rewarded with the use of the world shuttle door and unlock higher-level functions.]
[Friendly reminder: You can obtain some information about the World Shuttle Gate anchoring the world in advance, which may be helpful to you!]
[Good luck to you, lucky boy, I look forward to your internship.]
It or 'He' is leaving?
Before Huang An could react, another voice came to mind.
[Friendly reminder, there are still five hours left before today's garbage cleanup deadline, you'd better act quickly, otherwise, the intern employee qualifications will be deprived and forcibly deleted!]
It turned out that he had gone astray.
The sound disappeared, but two lines of font appeared above the side of the garbage mountain.
[Countdown: 1.6 hours.]
[The weight of garbage that needs to be cleaned up: 200kg.]
Huang An's face is still pale, forcibly wiped out?
He needs to act now!
Huang An moved his body, which was stiff due to standing, slightly. Enduring the pain, he stood up straight, moved his feet, and looked for protective clothing and tools.
Thirty tons per natural month and one ton of garbage cleaning tasks per day.
Huang An knows his physical condition. A year ago, he would not have taken this workload seriously, but now he can no longer do it. The long-term pain and suffering have made his body extremely weak.
He even had to hold back the energy to keep accounts through gritted teeth.
The task of cleaning up one ton of garbage in five hours was a very difficult task for him.
Can't drag it on any longer.
Huang An quickly put on the self-cleaning protective clothing not far from his feet.
This is a complete set of protective clothing, from head to toe, all white.
The garbage mountain was not far from him, and Huang An, who was neatly dressed, quickly walked up to it.
With a quick glance, Huang An judged that most of the garbage mountain was composed of dirt similar to black mud.
This kind of black mud is common and is a naturally occurring waste in unprocessed garbage dumps.
The plaster is very dirty, but Huang An has no choice.
Bending slightly, Huang An moved his hands, gritted his teeth, and pulled out a white board that was half inserted into the mountain.
The board was black, but there were large patches of white. Huang An judged that its original color was white.
It feels like plastic and a bit prickly.
He didn't know the material of this thing, it should be a kind of plastic.
Huang An's eyes flashed, and a line of font appeared in Huang An's eyes.
[Dirty white rock plate (scrapped): clean it and can be used as a mat to place items... Exchange value: 0.1g gold.]
It is indeed plastic, but it should be a new material from other worlds.
As an "old man" who grew up in a waste treatment plant, Huang An could tell that the earth did not have this kind of material.
White rock plate is a new material. Although the exchange value is only 0.1g gold and 40 yuan, it still cannot be concealed. It has great research value.
It's a pity that Huang An is now terminally ill and he doesn't have this intention.
He struggled to drag the board, which weighed about fifteen kilograms, toward the black passage behind him.
Gritting his teeth and bending slightly, Huang An raised his arms and threw the board in.
As if a drop of water dropped on a calm lake, an undetectable ripple appeared in the airflow, and then calmness returned.
Huang An was startled for a moment, then took steps to continue his mission today.
I thought that he, a poor man with a terminal illness and a short life expectancy, had to work overtime.
[Stucco produced by bacteria: a collection of various microorganisms, bacteria, and viruses, containing strong toxicity..., exchange price: 0.001g gold/kg.]
Such a low price did not cause Huang An's mood to fluctuate.
Sixty to seventy percent of this garbage mountain is made of this kind of plaster, so the low value is understandable.
What's more important is that this plaster is generated automatically, with basically no cost.
Huang An took a breath and continued working. He shoveled up the mortar, slowly moved towards the garbage entrance behind him.
In fact, there is a small unicycle in the square, but it weighs close to fifteen kilograms, which makes Huang An daunting.
Although the tool is good, he cannot use it.
[Rotten Rat: An existence that scavengers don’t want to touch. Exchange price: 0.001g gold.]
......
Suddenly, Huang An, who was digging plaster like a zombie, raked a hard object. Based on the touch, Huang An knew that it should be a small machine.
He will not let go of any possible anomalies, he wants to live.
With both hands, he laboriously used a rake to peel away the plaster on the machine. A shabby, gray, white, and black piece of machinery came into Huang An's eyes.
The eye of insight gave timely information.
[Scrapped photo machine: completely destroyed, maybe it can be sold as garbage? Contains 3kg of alloy iron, 4kg of various feed rubbers, 2kg of brass, 0.001kg of silver...Exchange price; 0.1g of gold.]<
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What a pity.
Huang An took a deep breath. In less than ten minutes, he was already sweating all over and gasping for air.
Taking advantage of his break, he set his sights on this shabby electrical appliance that looked like a television set.
As a child who grew up in a scrap processing plant and received higher education, Huang An understands very well that the price of an electrical appliance that can be exchanged for 0.1g of gold can be several times higher in his own scrap yard.
The selling price of brass in the market is 40 yuan/kg, and the price of alloy steel is about 3 yuan/kg. This scrapped photo camera can bring a value of 89 yuan to Huang An. Adding in other miscellaneous items, at 95
Around 1 yuan.
The exchange price in this garbage dump is only 0.1g of gold, which is 40 yuan.
If Huang An wants to make a fortune, he can exchange this video camera for 0.1g of gold.
It's a pity that Huang An is dying now and he has no such intention.
Pancreatic cancer is known as the king of cancers, and it cannot be cured with money.
Otherwise, Huang An would not have kept this news from his adoptive parents, who have lived together for nearly twenty-two years.
Apart from causing more pain and wasting money, there is nothing the adoptive parents can do.
If you want to die, just die quietly.
Huang An has long been prepared.
"If I can use this garbage dump to cure cancer, or even prevent the spread of cancer cells, I can live longer, and I can make a fortune and leave it to my parents."
Huang An enjoys hardship.
He could only rely on this unrealistic extravagant hope to relieve the pain that would come at any time.
After a short rest, Huang An continued to start his own garbage cleaning journey.
Since being diagnosed with pancreatic cancer, he has no longer been a procrastinator.
He wanted to complete today's task as soon as possible. Although his adoptive parents had gone on a trip and there was no one in the place, no one would notice that he suddenly disappeared.
But Huang An still decided to complete the task as soon as possible.
He wants to seize every possibility that allows him to survive.
This is the garbage dump of all realms, and there will definitely be "trash" in it that is of great use to him. Huang An's bet is to find that useful "trash" before he dies!
It takes five hours to clean up one ton of garbage, which is 200 kilograms per hour.
Although he was very tired, and every time he finished transporting garbage, he had to stand there and hold on to the shovel to catch his breath, but Huang An was still confident of finishing the job.
He suffered from illness and had extraordinary endurance.
This pain can deform his body, make him look inhuman, and distort his personality, but it still cannot dissipate his tenacious will.
Time passes slowly, and there seems to be no day or night in the garbage dump. The light is not bright, but it is not dark either.
"Hoo, ho!"
Huang An shuttled between the garbage entrance and the hill, like a dying old dog, stumbling and looking extremely embarrassed.
If his body was normal, his sweat would be flowing all along the road.
It's a pity that now he only has profuse sweat on his forehead, and the rest of his body is only filled with a palpitating cold.
Fortunately, Huang An could go out at any time to replenish his body's water, salt and nutrients, otherwise he would never have been able to hold on. He still resisted vomiting and ate all the dinner that had been dropped at the door of the office.
For this reason, he vomited blood twice more.
The torture tortured Huang An, even if he found interesting "garbage" from the garbage pile, he still couldn't hide his physical fatigue.
[Countdown: 1.5 hours.]
[The weight of garbage that needs to be cleaned up: 15kg.]
The prompt sounded, and the muscles on Huang An's pale face moved, and he barely pulled out a smile. He was already numb.
After taking many breaks, he was still exhausted until now. Fortunately, it was over soon.
Since the symptoms worsened, Huang An has never felt so uncomfortable. The heavy labor made his chest feel like it had exploded, and his throat felt like a razor blade had been slid across it, making it dry and stinging.
The pain is transmitted from every bone seam, and it cannot be avoided or relieved.
There were still thirty kilograms left. Huang An gritted his teeth and threw the mortar and small iron ore in the shovel into the garbage entrance. He turned around and continued towards the garbage mountain that had not changed at all.
He decided to work hard and complete today's mission.
Huang An, who was about to throw it into the garbage entrance, was suddenly startled.
He raised his waist slightly and looked at the information given by the Eye of Insight again.
0.5kg gold?
A pound of gold! Very valuable!
There’s a baby!
Huang An threw down the shovel and squatted down. Sweat flowed down his scalp and cheeks, making his vision a little blurry.
He wiped his face casually, but soon realized that he was wearing tight protective clothing and could not wipe it unless he temporarily took off his hood.
Huang An didn't have the energy anymore, so he tore open his stuffed backpack and kept flipping through it.
It was an old book with an unknown handwriting on the cover, so Huang An ignored it.
The moldy bread was covered with green hairs, and Huang An ignored it.
Throw away cracked ballpoint pen covers.
Until he held a relatively clean plastic box similar to a medicine bottle in his hand. Based on experience, this was a medicine bottle!