[It's possible that a commercial spaceship passing by your desolate planet encountered cosmic turbulence and, to lighten its load, jettisoned some of its cargo, thus ending up on this planet, where you discovered it.]
This answer is one of those things you'd never expect; unfortunately, the things you picked up were useless.
Sang Ning sighed, somewhat resentfully, "I'd rather have picked up a few more robotic arms."
The audience laughed, thinking to themselves, "Where are there so many robotic arms to pick up?"
However, seeing Sang Ning's face all scrunched up, the audience still offered words of comfort—
"I've checked it. Your robotic arm is model Q1038. This model is generally used to assemble tool and construction robots. Parts for this type of robot aren't sold individually; they're usually packaged as a complete robot. You can try your luck; you might actually find all the parts for a robot."
【Why don't you look around, Ningning?】
Then, all the audience urged Sang Ning to look around.
Sang Ning carefully considered the feasibility and thought it was possible.
"Then I'll look around. How's the search for beach sites and volcanic rocks you guys helped me find coming along?"
She walked around and asked questions.
Upon hearing this question, the audience fell silent again. After a long pause, they said they hadn't found it yet and asked her to give them more time, promising that they would find it this time.
Sang Ning said "okay" to them and encouraged them, then continued walking along the beach.
Half an hour later, she found a metal leg, a very heavy metal leg, twice the weight of her arm.
She didn't rush to take it with her and put it together with the metal arm. Instead, she circled around again without finding anything, before lifting the metal leg, hoisting it onto her shoulder, and walking back.
"I'm lucky to have found a leg. I'm satisfied. Even if I can't complete the whole robot, having a leg and an arm means Louis can disassemble parts to make other things."
She was beaming with pride, while the audience was completely bewildered. Was this some kind of chosen one?!
To be honest, when they told her to try her luck, they were just saying it casually to comfort her; they really didn't expect her to actually find it.
The impact of cosmic turbulence is enormous; otherwise, commercial spacecraft wouldn't consider unloading cargo to reduce weight and escape the turbulence.
In this situation, the goods unloaded will be scattered by the impact of the cosmic turbulence immediately. No matter how sturdy and perfect your packaging is, it cannot withstand the impact of the turbulence.
Only a small portion of what is impacted by cosmic turbulence flows into the planet's interior; the majority drifts with the current as cosmic debris, floating in the boundless universe and being picked up by professional garbage collectors.
With Sang Ning's luck, she could become a professional junkie.
[Ningning, I think it doesn't matter if you don't reach the finish line now. You can become a professional garbage collector in the universe.]
Sanning, "···"
Sang Ning fell silent. The original owner's memories did indeed include the profession of "cosmic professional garbage collector," a profession that was extremely profitable and easy to make a fortune.
But with this comes danger.
There are star beasts, meteorite turbulence, star sea explosions, celestial body explosions, black holes, white holes, and so on in the universe, but there are no space pirates, mainly because the policies here are bizarre.
The rich get richer and die richer, while the poor get poorer and die penniless.
The rich don't need to take the risk of becoming space pirates, and the poor don't have the capital to rob passing merchant ships.
Because they were poor, they couldn't afford spaceships, and because they were poor, they couldn't afford weapons.
Furthermore, because of poverty, they couldn't even afford the gene-editing solution.
They're in that middle-of-the-road level, so there's no need to take any risks.
After all, it's not the best, but it's not the worst either. If I really risked becoming a space pirate and got caught, I'd have to go to an energy planet to mine.
Professional trash collectors have formed teams and gangs, and they even need to hire guards. Neither spaceships nor guards are things that Sang Ning can afford to buy or hire.
She sighed and said, "I'd like to, but I don't have the means."
As she spoke, she earnestly told the audience, "Here's what we'd like: if any of you in the audience work as professional junk collectors, you can consider hiring me after I finish my survival show on the wasteland planet. I promise I'll do my job well."
Among the audience were professional garbage collectors, who were currently floating in space picking up trash.
Of course, it's not a person picking it up, but a robotic arm.
Once trash is spotted, the spaceship simply flies over, deploys its robotic arm to retrieve the trash, and throws it into the ship's hold.
Inside the cockpit, the men who were gathered together watching the live stream were delighted.
Andrew, with a string of green heart-shaped leaves sprouting from his head, looked at Sang Ning's serious expression and laughed, "Boss, why don't you consider hiring Xiao Ningning?"
With his long legs propped up on the table, Ming Weibao didn't even lift his eyelids as he said, "No, I'm not inviting her. I can barely afford to support this bunch of lousy bastards. Inviting Sang Ning? With her skinny arms and legs, she'd have to be treated like royalty. I'd have to be crazy to invite her if my brain was smashed to pieces by a meteorite."
Everyone was speechless.
It's not like we'd be raised by our ancestors, it's really not like that.
"We can hire her as a cook. She's a great cook, especially her seafood stew, which I absolutely love."
"I love the flatbread she makes. I just wish we were here right now, otherwise it would be so much better to buy some flour and make flatbread."
"The whole universe is eating new types of staple foods, while we're still diligently drinking nutrient solutions. What a miserable life."
Everyone chimed in with their opinions. Ming Weibao's eyes darted around. He thought being a cook was a good option, but there was no rush. At Sang Ning's pace, being eliminated would be at least a few months away.
They are definitely not going to be eliminated now, and they seem to be taking root on this desolate planet.
Thinking of this, he said, "Go to the Kase space station in two days and see if they sell flour. If they do, we can replenish our supplies."
That's a good option.
"What is Sang Ning doing?"
Christopher, whose gaze fell on the live stream, was completely bewildered to see Suning sitting there, chopping a thin branch and whittling it with a dagger.
Everyone looked over at the sound, only to find they couldn't understand it.
Other viewers also couldn't understand it, and some couldn't help but ask her what she was doing.
I'm hungry.
After walking for several hours and carrying a leg weighing over 100 pounds for such a long distance, Sang Ning was starving.
"I need to prepare lunch so I can have a proper meal. I wonder if Nana and the others have eaten lunch yet."
[Eating now, made by Da Yazi, it's awful. Da Taozi and the others scolded me again, and Da Yazi got so angry that he said if he ever cooks again, he's a pig.]
[Not only that, Da Ya Zi wouldn't give Nana and the others any food. They had to apologize and beg him before he would give them any. Then Nana and the others perfectly illustrated what it means to be chasing after food like a funeral pyre.]
Sanning, "···"
Sang Ning ran into Nai Nai's live stream, took a peek, and then came out with a wry smile. "They really had a lively meal."
The audience felt a deep connection; it was truly exciting, so exciting that they almost wanted to start a fight.
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