Wasteland Garbage Planet 1 He is the only one I have seen, except for Ximi...
"Damn those Rustfolk! They don't do much work, but they eat so much!"
In the supply warehouse, the big guy Victor took down boxes of food and water and put them on the trailer.
"Okay, Victor, stop complaining. If Themis hears you, he'll cut off your painkillers. They're harder to come by than these meringue cookies."
Sarah pulled the packed trailer out and as soon as she opened the engine room door, she saw Rust People queuing up to receive supplies.
Faces with a cold white metallic luster, hunched bodies, and clothes made of various metal and plastic shells covered on the bodies, like rusty nails soaked in vinegar, the air was filled with a sour smell.
"Lord Sarah, these are one hundred empty nutrient tubes and some photovoltaic panel fragments..."
The man at the front of the line eagerly took out the contents of a handheld box, which was filled to the brim with compressed energy crystal fragments and empty tubes of nutrient solution.
Victor, who had pulled another trailer of supplies from behind, saw his supplies clearly, and the dissatisfaction on his face faded a little.
Being able to find these things among the garbage piles all over the mountain in a week is considered diligent.
"Ten empty tubes for one nutrient solution and energy crystals equal twelve bottles of low-pollution water. Are you exchanging water or something else?"
Sarah finished the inventory quickly.
The man hesitated and asked, "Can a bottle of water still be exchanged for ten protein cookies?"
Sarah said indifferently, "There's not much moss this time. One bottle of water can only be exchanged for eight moss protein cakes."
"Only eight dollars?" The man's expression suddenly became painful.
Several people at the front of the line also heard the bad news and immediately started shouting, "They've lowered the standards again! Initially, a bottle of water could be exchanged for twenty egg white cookies!"
"Did you do this on purpose?!"
"I don't believe it! You must have hidden the meringues!"
Victor snorted coldly, and pressed his cold iron-like mechanical arm down on the metal table in front of him, creating two large holes.
The noisy voice just now suddenly disappeared.
Victor said coldly: "This is the current market situation. If you don't want to change, get out."
The first man hesitated for a moment and said, "Five bottles of water for forty egg white cookies, everything else remains the same."
Soon, he put ten nutrient supplements, seven 500ml bottles of low-pollution water, and forty palm-sized moss protein cakes into a locked box, locked it, and immediately left the team with the box.
Here, exchanging for these supplies is not considered a skill.
It would be a real achievement to bring these supplies back safely and feed the whole family.
Direct ultraviolet rays shine on the mountain of compressed garbage, giving it a shiny, oily sheen.
The man was walking through the narrow passage when he suddenly noticed a woman sitting on a garbage block in front of him.
The man shuddered and almost dropped the box in his hands.
But the next second, he saw the woman's exposed metal spine - that was a special mark of Lord Themis's subordinates.
The man breathed a sigh of relief. He understood that this woman was not here to rob him, but to "protect" him.
Lord Themis really hated these people fighting each other. One less person meant one less labor force to mine energy crystals.
So there is always someone monitoring them.
If anyone is found fighting or snatching, they will be sent to hell immediately.
Don't want to live? Then go die.
Ever since Lord Themis came to power and took control of this place, the death rate caused by fighting has dropped a lot, at least on the surface.
The man avoided the woman's sight and ran into a house converted from an abandoned cargo container.
"Changed? How much did you change?"
"The protein pancake production has decreased again. One bottle of water can only be exchanged for eight pancakes. Water...cannot be left out. The three of us need to drink at least one bottle of water a day, so I kept seven bottles of water."
"That's enough. That's enough."
The woman in the room had blue-green gradient hair. She touched the supplies she brought back and her eyes lingered on the nutrient supplements.
"This doesn't seem to be the last batch of nutrients distributed."
"They said they changed manufacturers of the nutritional supplements. You know, our nutritional supplements are of the lowest quality and have almost no nutritional value. I guess we won't make any money."
The woman didn't pursue the matter: "As long as I can fill my stomach, that's enough."
They no longer count on nutrition or anything like that.
The boy on the bed made a groaning sound, and the woman rushed over: "Kahn? Kahn, are you awake?"
The woman reached out to her husband and said, "Hurry, give me the nutrients and water."
The man hurriedly picked up the nutrients and water, and when he saw his son's eyes when he regained consciousness, his anxious mood after three days of anxiety eased a lot.
The woman brought food and water to her son's mouth. There were almost no medical resources here, and expired medicines were priced sky-high and were basically not circulated.
So once you have a fever or are sick, you have to just endure it. As long as you can eat and drink, you will get through it.
Their son got soaked in the acid rain three days ago and has had a fever since he came back. They tried every possible way - but they couldn't think of any solution. They could only rely on the folk remedy passed down by the older generation and use ice water to cool him down.
The temperature is very low at night, reaching as high as minus 30 degrees Celsius. Although the temperature has not dropped so much in the past two days, it is still below zero.
Leave the water outside to freeze for two hours, then bring it back to cool down your son.
They used the protein biscuits and nutritional supplements they had saved to exchange for two bottles of water for their son, and he finally got through it.
Kahn regained consciousness, saw his parents' faces clearly, and called out in a hoarse voice, "Dad, Mom."
Did he see hallucinations before he died?
It wasn't until his mouth was filled with water and nutrients that Kahn realized something was wrong.
The water had a strong earthy smell, but it wasn't that sour. The nutritional supplement had a light taste, not as salty as the ones they ate later... It was as if they had suddenly returned to twenty years ago.
Oh, and his parents looked real too, not like the ones I often saw in my dreams...
Kahn looked at his hands in confusion. They were small, not covered in dirt or scars, and relatively clean.
He touched the back of his neck and found no stiffness like after the chip was implanted.
Kahn stared at his parents in disbelief.
…
"Fuck, finally done."
Victor cursed as he packed up the wooden boxes.
Sarah was counting the remaining supplies when she suddenly said, "There are seven fewer people this time than last week."
Victor paused and said, "...That's good. I saved seven supplies."
"Themis said that the bodies must be found, otherwise there will be a plague."
"You're crazy! There are so many mountains of garbage, who knows which one he'll die in. He'll just turn into water in a few days. How can we possibly find him with just a few of us?"
"Painkillers."
"Depend on!"
Victor grabbed Sarah by the collar and said, "Besides this, what else can you threaten me with?"
Sarah tilted her head, her two ponytails swung out in beautiful arcs, her delicate, doll-like face was calm, and she reached out and clasped his two mechanical arms.
By the time Victor reacted and withdrew his hand, it was too late. The electric current was transmitted through the mechanical arm to his whole body, and he fell to the ground trembling.
"……Dry!"
The huge body curled up like a shrimp thrown into a boiling pot, and the two thick mechanical arms fell off directly. Victor was sweating profusely. Rather than being electrocuted, the joints of his arms hurt so much that he couldn't breathe.
"Give me, give me the painkiller, quickly!"
"Haha, Victor, you've made Sarah unhappy again."
A playful voice sounded, and Victor's cheeks stiffened as he spat out, "Painkillers."
Ethan clicked his tongue twice, opened his belly, revealing the metal box inside, and took out a finger-sized injection. He injected him with it: "You owe me a total of seven injections of painkiller. If you ask me, you should learn to be patient. Look at Themis, he doesn't need this stuff even though he's blind."
Victor slowly calmed down, and the blood-red sunset outside the cabin shone on his face covered in cold sweat.
"Thanks, brother."
As soon as he saw Ethan, he knew it was getting dark.
Ethan only appears at night, just like Sarah always lives in the daytime.
Sarah handed the registration book to Ethan and left it to him to slowly review the information.
The sour smell in the air became more noticeable, and Ethan sniffed: "Looks like it's going to rain again tonight."
"Be careful of leaks that may corrode and contaminate the supplies." Sarah reached out and tapped the supply box. Just as she was about to leave, she suddenly stopped.
"What? Is there anything else you haven't explained?" Ethan asked.
Sarah didn't move.
Victor exclaimed again, "It's frozen again? I asked you to give me a shock, but your battery life is getting shorter and shorter. You can only charge once after a day of charging?"
Sarah blinked. "Someone's coming."
Ethan turned around in confusion: "Someone comes so late..."
He was also stunned when he saw something in the distance.
Someone was walking towards them holding an umbrella.
It was a brand new oil-paper umbrella, with the umbrella slightly tilted, reflecting a handsome face underneath. He was wearing casual clothes without any protection, and he walked leisurely, as if he was walking in space, with slow and calm steps.
"Damn, what a show-off." Victor couldn't help but complain as soon as he stood up and took a look.
Ethan adjusted his glasses and scanned the sky - he thought there would be at least five interstellar fleet escorts, but there was nothing.
A new human being who is unpolluted, untransformed, and without any murderous intent.
Walking alive in a mountain of garbage.
Ethan raised a faint smile at the corner of his mouth and scanned his face.
Sarah: "Is that a new type of weapon he's holding? I haven't seen it before."
"No," Ethan replied, "It's an umbrella. In ancient times, it was used to keep out the rain, and later it was also used to block the sun."
Victor rolled his eyes. "Now it's only used by those sophisticated young men in the capital to show off their sophistication."
Sarah nodded: "Are all the people in the capital planet so good-looking?"
Victor: “…”
Ethan said, "No, according to my database, families with good-looking genes are very rare on the capital planet."
Sarah said, "He is the most handsome man I have ever seen, except for Themis."
Victor snorted, "Girlface."
Xie Yunsui, known as the pretty boy, walked on the dirty ground with an expressionless face. He usually landed in the deep mountains and forests, but this time he landed in a garbage dump.
His bond with Xiaoxi grew deeper and deeper, and the time they spent together in each world gradually shortened.
The last world only took one day.
Maybe we'll meet again just around the corner in this world.
When Xie Yunsui thought about himself crawling out of the garbage, covered in dirt and maybe even smelling bad, and going to meet his Xiaoxi like this, he couldn't bear to look at it.
He now urgently needs a clean place to wash up and rest.
After finally meeting someone, Xie Yunsui didn't care about the different looks from the three people before him, some were passionate, some were scrutinizing, and some were hostile. He asked, "Hello, is there a hotel nearby?"
Victor laughed out loud: "Ha, is this some kind of New Century joke? Young Master, are you here looking for a hotel?"
This is the hostile one. Xie Yunsui shifted his gaze to the girl with twin ponytails. Her gaze was still kind.
Sarah shook her head slightly and asked instead, "What's a hotel?"
Xie Yunsui: "..."
He looked back and around, and all he could see were mountains of garbage, mountains to the left and mountains to the right.
He suddenly had a bad feeling.
Ethan grinned and said, "Are you traveling in space? It seems you didn't choose the right landing point. This is the famous Rusty Planet, which is also known as the Garbage Planet."
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