"This world is getting weirder and weirder." The young man shook his head and looked back at Mo Xin: "If you do this next time, your life will be gone."
"I'm sorry, Cheng Ran." Mo Xin lowered her head, with tears in her eyes.
The two returned to the city where they lived. It was said to be a city, but in fact it was a walled residential area. The houses in the area were not high and the construction was very simple, which was in sharp contrast to the high-tech mechanical limbs contained in them.
The houses are made of soil mixed with planks and other supporting materials. If you hit it with just a little force, the walls will collapse. The streets in the city are also desolate, and the doors of large and small buildings are closed tightly.
Everyone walking on the road is dragging a big basket.
The baskets contained stumps picked out from the garbage. Some baskets were full of people, with smiles on their faces. Mo Xin looked at all this, and she lowered her head sadly.
She got nothing from this job, which meant that she had no income and no resources to exchange.
The two came to a place, and Cheng Ran handed over his basket. The person in charge of recycling was an uncle with a beard all over his face. He smiled with a split mouth and uneven teeth, and looked through the inside of Cheng Ran's basket.
The stump: "It's so careless."
What Cheng Ran got was five metal coins. Without comment, he stepped back from the queue with a cold face, walked to Mo Xin, and handed over all the metal coins: "Here."
"What." Mo Xin raised her head in shock. She immediately understood what Cheng Ran meant and shook her head vigorously: "No, you also have a sister to take care of."
"Not bad for this time," Cheng Ran turned his head away: "I also changed some living resources last time, which is enough to last for a while."
But Mo Xin finally rejected Cheng Ran's kindness. Everyone's life here was unsatisfactory. Cheng Ran also had an underage sister, and she couldn't win anyone's love.
When she returned home and opened the door, a burst of dust fell. Mo Xin raised her palm and patted it gently. The equipment in the house was very simple, including some pottery and wooden furniture. She was stunned for a while and entered the inner room.
There is only one bed and table in the inner room. There is a middle-aged man lying on the bed. He is very thin. His lower body from the neck down is made of mechanical limbs, but it can be seen that it is very old and rusty. Hearing
At the sound of movement, he turned around, and with the sound of raising his hand, he smiled: "Xiao Mo, you're back."
"Dad, I have gained a lot from this collection. In addition to daily necessities, maybe it won't be long before you can get a new body." Mo Xin did not dare to say her failure, and she covered it up with a smile.
"You're not in a hurry," the middle-aged man sighed, "Actually, what I'm most worried about is your heart. Is it suitable?"
Hearing this, Mo Xin was speechless. She was busy in the house. She knew her father's body well. If the parts were not replaced, he would not have much time left.
After setting up her home, she went out again and headed to the city center. There was a five-story building in the city center, which was very conspicuous in this area. Mo Xin opened the door and went in, where a group of people were busy coming and going.
"Mo Xin is here, the doctor is on the fourth floor." This group of people were obviously no strangers to Mo Xin, nodding and smiling and saying hello.
Mo Xin responded one by one. She came to the fourth floor. After opening the door, behind a small table in the room, there was a middle-aged man wearing a white coat and glasses. He looked up and looked up: "Mo Xin
,You came."
"I'm sorry, uncle," Mo Xin rubbed her hands and smiled bitterly: "I..."
"I'll check you out later." The middle-aged man threw his glasses on the table: "As for your father, Mo Xin, you don't have to be too obsessed. He lived for more than three hundred years, which is our standard age."
"But," Mo Xin was a little reluctant: "Didn't the messengers from the firmament world all say that you can live forever?"
The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled: "This is just a statement. In the past three thousand years, there have been no immortals here. One who can be hundreds of years old is already the limit."
Mo Xin did not continue to argue. The middle-aged man motioned her to lie down and began to perform an examination. He disassembled the body parts one by one and cleaned them one by one. Finally, Mo Xin's heart was found.
The scene in this section was so vivid that Yang Damei secretly breathed a sigh of relief while watching the movie. He paid attention to his surroundings and found that all of the sparse moviegoers were watching the movie attentively. In some places, there were micro-lights on their mobile phones.
Light, obviously using the mobile phone to communicate with the outside world.
He suppressed the thought of taking out his cell phone to check and continued to focus on the movie.
After Mo Xin finished the examination, the middle-aged man just sighed: "The only problem is the heart. We need to find a replacement heart as soon as possible, and I will also pay attention here."
Mo Xin left this hospital-like building. She knew her results well. Some of her other organs had been replaced, but the only problem with her heart had not been resolved.
There are many things falling from the sky, all kinds of things, but they are all waste products. In fact, not many of them can be used, especially the parts of important organs of the body such as the heart, which are almost impossible to find.
Mo Xin shuttled through the muddy streets. The old and outdated facilities on both sides that were out of touch with the high-tech era formed a sharp contrast with the shining metallic mechanical body on her body.
A corner of the world slowly opened up as Mo Xin moved.
The firmament is a huge building based on this planet. No one knows what is on it. They only know that it is a paradise of immortality and eternal life.
As for the people on the ground, their most important daily job is to excavate a metal resource needed to smelt the sky, in addition to the production of basic living supplies such as food.
These heavenly realms will regularly send people down for exchanges, and people on the ground will exchange the latest and best mechanical equipment from these people, called messengers.
However, this kind of mechanical equipment is difficult for ordinary people to obtain, and those who can use it are those in power on the ground.
Another respected profession is that of people like Mo Xin's uncle, commonly known as doctors. Their job is to replace people's mechanical limbs and internal organs to help people delay their own lives.
But people on the ground cannot achieve immortality. The sources of more of their mechanical limbs and internal organs are waste items discarded by the sky. These items are called nirvana.
Mo Xin is a person who is responsible for picking up nirvana. This nirvana brought back with danger is submitted to the city manager in exchange for living supplies.
The social structure seems simple and clear, without any other complexity, and it is unbelievably simple.
Mo Xin walked through the block. She looked at the towering garbage piles in the distance and pursed her lips. For the sake of her father, she decided to go pick up Nirvana privately, even if there was danger!