His body was still in severe pain, Huang An was used to it, and he gritted his teeth and persisted habitually.
I don't know how long it took, but Huang An felt that his consciousness was a little blurry. He was very sleepy, very sleepy.
The pain that tortured him all the time was relieved a lot unconsciously.
I haven’t felt like this for a long time, it’s so comfortable.
Huang An failed to resist the sleepiness, his consciousness darkened and he fell unconscious.
He lay on his desk and fell into a deep sleep.
He hadn't felt so comfortable for a long time. The constant pain in his body caused Huang An's facial features to become slightly deformed in just one year.
Especially in the past six months, there have been the biggest changes.
Fortunately, both adoptive parents went on a trip, otherwise Huang An would never have been able to hide it for so long.
Being able to sleep peacefully now, even for just one night, is what Huang An dreams of.
However, the side effects of cancer-suppressing pills cannot be resisted while sleeping.
Huang An woke up five times from thirst this night and ran to the bathroom three times.
It wasn't until the sky got slightly brighter the next day that Huang An moved his vain steps, lay down on the bed, and fell into a deep sleep.
He fled three times and now he can finally sleep peacefully.
However, his face had the yellowish tint that an average patient should have, instead of being as pale as a deathly person.
The morning sun shines brightly, and the autumn sun also brings a hint of coolness.
In the waste treatment plant, even without Huang An's supervision, Chang, a veteran employee, organized more than 20 other employees to carry out normal work according to Huang An's instructions yesterday.
No one noticed that the future director, the adopted son of the director and his wife, was still sleeping peacefully on his desk.
No one called him, after all, these employees are used to it.
Since he dropped out of graduate school and returned, Huang An has been living in seclusion and has a completely otaku image. He has only met a handful of other people in the past two years.
Time passed unknowingly, and when Huang An woke up, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
He seemed to have never been so asleep, so that when he stood up from the chair and raised his hands to move his body, he ignored that he was still a patient with terminal pancreatic cancer.
"I have never felt so comfortable."
Huang An realized his state. He stood in front of the mirror and looked at himself.
The complexion is slightly yellow, the lips are white, the eye sockets are sunken, and the bulges at the cheekbones are like pebbles stuffed into the cheeks.
Although the person in the mirror was ugly, Huang An smiled and cried.
His body felt much lighter, and with the strength he had not seen for a long time, he could even raise his hands and make exercise movements like an old man.
The ever-present, maggot-like pain in the tarsus is as if it had never happened before.
Cancer inhibitor drugs actually have the effect of relieving pain.
The medicine is good, but the quantity is too small.
My throat is a little dry and my stomach is a little burning. This is a feeling of hunger and thirst. This desire to eat has not occurred for a long time.
Huang An simply washed up, stuffed food into his mouth, and poured water into his mouth.
The garbage dump of all realms is his life!
It was still early, but Huang An did not dare to delay at all. He gave Chang the account book and told him to keep the accounts, then returned to the house, locked the door, kept the empty medicine bottles used yesterday, and then went straight in.
The Wanjie Garbage Dump.
Yesterday, he was weak and time was tight, so he just managed to complete the task.
One month from today, his physical condition will be able to support him cleaning garbage for a long time.
He will take advantage of this time to clean up as much trash as possible and find more things that are useful to him.
Huang An became a sick little bee, traveling back and forth between the garbage entrance and the garbage mountain.
Although the amount of garbage transported each time is not large, the number of times cannot be sustained.
The amount of tasks is not like a woman’s desire. It does not require time, only the number of times.
After finding a cancer-inhibiting drug on the first day, Huang An did not have any similar gains in the next two days.
He works more than fifteen hours a day.
Based on his experience of living in the field, Huang An started cleaning up the garbage in the most efficient way of working - working for half an hour and taking a five-minute break.
And while he was having lunch, he asked Ah Chang to do him a small favor.
Chang's help can greatly speed up Huang An's garbage cleaning, but it takes time.
Garbage is indeed garbage. The probability of finding something good is too small. If it comes to specific items that can cure his cancer, the probability is even more astronomical.
However, Huang An still found some useful things from the garbage dump, such as alloys from other worlds, books, or weird things that there was no need to throw into the garbage entrance.
Although he did not exchange these things into the real world - the earth, he also classified them and placed them neatly in the open space of the Wanjie Garbage Dump Square.
After all, daily tasks only require 200 kilograms of garbage, and there is no requirement that all garbage handled must enter the garbage entrance.
If we can survive, these things will have their due value.
For three consecutive days, Huang An cleaned up 7.5 tons of garbage and found nothing that could help his condition.
A lot of other miscellaneous waste products were collected, with a total weight of more than three hundred kilograms.
However, Huang An did not exchange these items and take them outside.
At eight o'clock in the morning on the fourth day, employees of a suburban waste disposal plant entered a new day of work.
Ah Chang pulled a conveyor-belt-like device to Huang An's door and helped Huang An disassemble it and assemble it.
After sending the curious Ah Chang away, Huang An moved him and finally built a diesel-burning conveyor belt device between the Wanjie garbage dump, the garbage entrance and the garbage mountain.
A gentleman is good at things and uses conveyor belts to transport garbage. This idea came to Huang An when he was cleaning up the garbage the next day.
He could use tools. After explaining the route, he asked Ah Chang to help design and assemble it.
Ah Chang finally finished the transmission device today.
Huang An is very excited. The installation of the conveyor device has improved the efficiency of his garbage cleaning work by at least five or six times.
On just the first day of use of the conveyor, Huang An cleaned up 11.5 tons of garbage.
This is more than he cleaned in the previous three days combined.
But unfortunately, he still has not discovered any medicine that can treat cancer or relieve pain.
Huang An already understood that the cancer-suppressing pill he found on the first day was deliberately done by the being behind the Wanjie Garbage Dump.
It is basically impossible to rely on luck to find information about cancer in a short period of time.
So, at the end of today's work, Huang An walked towards another possibility - the door to world travel.
He couldn't hang himself from a tree, he had another way to possibly survive.
That is to anchor the world and find the possibility of treatment.
Three meters away from the white portal, a long-lost voice sounded in Huang An's mind.
【Do you want to receive related information about Anchor World in advance?】
Huang An was stunned for a moment, then confirmed.
"Get it!"
Soon, I had a book in my hand.
[The exchange price of "The Second World Mainstream Language - Daming Language": 0.5kg gold.]
Second World?
Then the first world is the earth.
Huang An was stunned for a moment, holding a language book in his hand.
There is only one item, and it’s a book?
Isn’t Chinese a universal language?
It seems that you should not read too many novels as it may affect your normal judgment.
Huang An stabilized his mind and weighed the book weighing nearly five kilograms in his hand. His mind was a little confused for a while.
"In the second world, is there a way for me to survive? I need to learn this plain language!"
Having made up his mind, Huang An quickly spent a pound of gold to exchange for this book.
When you open the heavy cover with dark gold patterns etched on it, what comes into view is a brand-new text.
"It's a bit like ancient Chinese. It looks quite artistic. There is even a Chinese comparison table, which is very good."
Huang An is not in a hurry when it comes to studying, and he is still in the mood to mutter to himself.
Even though Huang An doesn't look very good and is only a little over 1.7 meters tall, it doesn't affect his learning talent at all.
Coupled with the similarity to Chinese, Huang An was confident that he would read the entire book within one and a half months.
So, in the following days, Huang An cleaned up the garbage and gnawed on books.
It feels like workers studying in literacy classes of the last century.
During this period, Huang An also made sufficient preparations for going to the second world.
From the language alone, it is difficult for Huang An to know the specific situation of the second world. The only thing he can be sure of is that the place he is going to is a place called Daming, and its technological development should not be very good.
Because Huang An didn't find many words about industrialization.
I hope it is not the Ming Dynasty in the history of the earth, otherwise, there is still no possibility for him to survive.
However, the language is different, and it should not be the Ming Dynasty in his memory. Huang An feels a little at ease.
Huang An is cautious and suspicious.
He specially made a table to consider everything that needs to be prepared as much as possible.
In terms of identities alone, Huang An listed fifteen, and made up as complete a past as possible for each identity.
Even the places where he appeared in time travel and the characters he faced were all taken into consideration.
Rural areas have rural reasons, and cities have urban experiences.
He reviews it every day to avoid making mistakes.
In terms of clothing, Huang An placed an order online for a long-sleeved linen garment made of linen silk.
There are five sets in total, all placed in the Wanjie Junkyard Square that can be used as storage equipment.
The style of linen clothing is somewhat retro. No matter which era the Ming Dynasty was in, the clothing style changed.
Simple linen clothes made of natural hemp still don’t look out of place.
In terms of money, the RMB is naturally useless. Huang An only brought about ten taels of broken silver and one tael of gold.
He has saved the silver and gold over the years without spending any money.
The reason for bringing this point is that Huang An carefully considered it.
Wealth should not be revealed. It is neither too much nor too little, and can be easily hidden.
Both are placed separately, both in pockets sewn inside the linen.
Silver and gold are natural currencies. No matter which world they are in, they have their corresponding prices.
Moreover, Huang An did see the description of gold and silver from "Da Ming Yu", and the descriptions were both "precious metals".
As for weapons, Huang An chose a foot-long dagger collected by his father.
This dagger is edged, very sharp, and beautifully styled.
Therefore, Huang An used tools from the waste disposal plant to make the dagger old and coated it with a layer of natural paint similar to dirt.
He is afraid of meeting bad guys and killing people to seize treasures.