1030 Our goal is clear, we only pick up garbage trucks

Before the apocalypse, this place was bustling with traffic. Jingshu had seen it on TV with envy and longed for the life here. She never thought that she would have the opportunity to come here after the apocalypse.

The city of Saudi Arabia is built next to the entire desert. Except for the ultra-modern buildings in the central city, the surrounding area is made of retro castles built with earth and sand, which are upside down on the houses like a big pot, which is very distinctive.

Most of the men here wear white robes with white or other colored cloth on their heads, while most of the women wear black robes that cover themselves tightly and wrap their heads with black cloth.

"Well, put them on and do as the Romans do, otherwise you'll stand out." The old Taoist priest got all sorts of local clothes from nowhere, but looking at the gold inlays on the cuffs and the gorgeous lining, one could tell that the fabric was top-quality material from before the apocalypse.

However, no matter how good the material is, it cannot show that it is just a piece of white cloth.

The old Taoist shook his head and said, "Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk. I just passed by an abandoned villa, and there were three or four cloakrooms in it. Wow, there were thousands of identical white clothes, and hundreds of identical headbands. I can't understand why they bought so many identical clothes. What's the point?"

Someone laughed and said, "White is the most vulnerable color. If it gets a little dirty, like tomato sauce or gets stained in any other color, it won't wash out. How do you expect rich people to wash their clothes? Of course they wear new clothes every day and don't need to wash them. They just throw them away after wearing them."

"Tsk tsk, what a luxury."

Jingshu pointed outside and said, "We've been on the bus the whole time. Did you still have time to search the abandoned villa?"

The old Taoist coughed. "Xiao Ye and the others have nothing to do, don't they? I sent them running along the road to see if there's anything good to eat. There's not much to eat in the villa, but there are a lot of dusty cars and all-the-same clothes. Oh, and there are a lot of colorful headbands too. I wonder if anyone will wear them after we take them back."

Jingshu looked strange. She opened a local shop called Duoduo Secondhand Salted Fish, which was very popular in the recent end of the world in China. Then she opened the WeChat Moments sharing and pointed to the message posted by the old Taoist priest three minutes ago and said:

"You haven't even returned to China yet, and you're already pre-selling this kind of clothing? That's really awesome."

The latest news was posted on the old Taoist priest’s cabinet, with thousands of brand new Arabic clothes available for pre-sale, each piece costing only 10 virtual coins. The key point was that hundreds of pieces were pre-sold in just a few minutes.

Outrageous.

The old Taoist priest chuckled and said, "Be diligent and frugal, and you can support a whole village."

Jingshu's bugs were busy digging holes and didn't have time to take some things on the way. However, now that they were in the city, it wasn't too late.

Jingshu also put on a white robe, a piece of cloth on her head, and wrapped it with black accessories. Wow, it had the flavor of the UAE.

After putting on the gas mask, it is even harder to tell the difference between men and women.

As for people saying that others can't tell the difference? If it were someone else, they might be able to tell the difference, but Jingshu, who doesn't even need to wear a tube top - well, forget it, it's sad to say too much.

Anyway, a bunch of people clamored to change into the local white robes and go see if there was any trash left in the city. Ugh, just to admire the city's retro beauty, experience its cultural characteristics, and take a photo and check in. …

Old Zhou waved his hand, seemingly uninterested in the rubbish collection. "After all, your wings have grown strong enough to fly away. Let's hurry up. We don't have much time left, only eight hours at most. Once there's light, we'll have to leave."

"Okay! Then I, the old Taoist priest, will take Xiao Ye in this direction."

"The silver coin guided me in this direction." The Macau gambler led his team members in another direction.

Jingshu rubbed her hands and said to Hao Yunlai, Zhang Lang, Siyanzi, and Tank, "Then let's take the remaining road."

Several team members quickly dispersed throughout the city. After everyone agreed, they would never cause trouble, only take things that did not belong to the owner, and immediately gather at the agreed location when the time came. Then they all dispersed.

After all, they were just passing by and they had more important things to get next.

The city at night is not noisy, but there are still places with bright lights on, and you can even hear the sounds of parties.

The people here are polarized, and even more so after the end of the world.

Yang Yang introduced it with some excitement: "Here, 95% of the people serve the wealthy 5%. I heard that a single wealthy person has hundreds of servants. The luxury is comparable to that before the apocalypse."

Hao Yunlai yawned and didn't care about it.

Tank nodded, understanding. "Here, there are only two kinds of people: rich and poor."

Yang Yang continued, "Originally, the gap between the rich and the poor here wasn't that big. At least there were about 15% rich people and about 20% middle class. But after the apocalypse, the framework changed, and everything here was reshuffled."

“This leads to a phenomenon—”

"What's going on?" Zhang Lang asked, scratching his head.

Jingshu and her group had just entered the edge of the city when they saw all kinds of cars piled up on both sides of the shabby streets, including luxury Bentleys and ordinary BMWs and Mercedes-Benzes.

There are even some buses, but many of these buses have been modified and turned into residences for the poor. You can tell from the various cloths wrapped on the outside and the clothes hanging out to dry that people live on the buses.

Yang Yang said: "It leads to a lot of scrapped cars."

Four Eyes couldn't help but nod and said, "Luxury cars are really everywhere, as numerous as ants."

Hao Yunlai said, "Jingzi, are you really planning to transport all these scrap cars? This car hasn't been driven for years and is almost broken. Oil is a strategic commodity now, so this car won't sell for much in Iran."

Jing Shu chuckled and said, "This place isn't far from Iran. We can just ship it by sea and have Zhang Lang help me with the land transport and direct these bugs to move over there. Iran doesn't lack cars, but it does lack iron. This iron sheet is really valuable. If we could exchange it for some oil, it would be a huge profit."

"Okay, let's get started. What are you waiting for?" Tank tidied himself up. He deliberately didn't bring the fat chicken today. The fat chicken made a nest on his head, making his hair a mess. If he brought the fat chicken with him, he wouldn't be able to perform tonight.

The poor fat chicken can only be left with Xiaowei today, and enjoy the best food and drinks with Xiaowei.

"Okay, let's get started. Our goal is very clear, that's the unwanted junk cars. Don't mess with the buses that have people living in them."

It took at least three giant worms and two mud mermen to move a single vehicle. Tank and his crew had a simple task: to sort the vehicles. Some were nearly scrapped, their motors useless, so they simply dismantled the entire vehicle and transported it.

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