Haven't the wastelanders ever seen plastic bags before?
Xia Chuhe paused for a moment, then carefully said, "A non-biodegradable disposable product."
Wang Yan scoffed: "So it's just trash from the rich. I knew the rich were extravagant, while the lower classes couldn't afford non-biodegradable disposable products."
Wasteland resources are precious, and the poor people wish they could wear the same clothes and use the same things for a lifetime.
Su Ye took the plastic sheet: "I've heard that the government has a garbage collection team that specifically transports hazardous waste to the dungeon. This is the first time I've seen it."
Xia Chuhe was shocked. Were the wastelanders really this resourceful? Was this really okay?
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Weaving fishing nets, learning about dogs, learning about plastic bags...
Du Zhen put his hands in his pockets and casually asked, "Chu Yuxun, you're really knowledgeable. What does your family do?"
Xia Chuhe suppressed a laugh: "My family are farmers."
Xia Chuhe wasn't lying; her family did indeed farm, but they had a lot of land.
Du Zhen gave her a thumbs up: "Your parents are amazing. Is it their own land or someone else's land?"
Xia Chuhe realized that the soil in the wasteland was uncultivable, only the soil in the Sky City was. Those qualified to go to the Sky City were either extremely wealthy or of high status.
Xia Chuhe quickly made up an identity for himself.
She replied, "My own land."
Su Ye gossiped, "Then you must be a rich girl, how come you ended up in a dungeon?"
Xia Chuhe looked sorrowful and melancholy: "My parents have disappeared... I... ended up here."
Xia Chuhe swore that she had not told a single lie.
Su Ye and the others looked at Xia Chuhe with sympathy, instantly conjuring up the tragic image of an innocent rich girl losing her parents' protection, being driven out of the Sky City, and having nothing left to make a living in the wasteland.
Just as everyone was chatting, a faint, rustling sound suddenly came from the ice.
The clicking sounds grew louder and more frequent.
Du Zhen shouted, "Oh no! The ice is about to break! Run!"
Everyone took off running.
However, on the ice, the harder you try, the easier it is to slip.
In a moment of inspiration, Xia Chuhe took out four stone shovels from his spatial storage, keeping two for himself and giving two to Lu Danggui.
Xia Chuhe stood on the ice, using a stone shovel to glide forward like rowing a boat. This way, it was less likely to slip and much faster.
Lu Danggui followed suit.
The two were the first to get off the ice.
Du Zhen and the others were still on the ice when the ice where they had been standing and chatting suddenly broke, and a huge fish tail leaped out of the lake. The palm-sized fish scales gleamed coldly in the setting sun.
The fishtail angrily slammed against the ice, and the crack chased after Su Ye and the others to their feet. Su Ye showed a look of despair.
Xia Chuhe used all her strength to throw the fishing net, shaping the willow-woven net into a perfect circle.
The ice broke, and Du Zhen and the other three fell into the water; none of them survived.
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