"Okay." Chen Ci agreed.

Fu Tianhe actually didn't want Chen Ci to follow him to pick up trash. After all, Jiuyue was such a cute and beautiful Omega. It was most appropriate for her to sit under the crystal lights in a high-end restaurant. How could she appear in such a dirty place like a garbage dump?

But it is undeniable that a garbage dump is a good place to identify various materials. Countless metal parts are dumped in it, and the disassembly process can also help you understand their related uses.

For the sake of teaching results and to spend more time with Jiuyue, Fu Tianhe decided to take Chen Ci with him.

Fu Tianhe took two sacks and folded them slightly. He then took out a tool kit from the bedroom. There were many pockets of different sizes on the leather package, and wrenches, electric drills, screwdrivers and the like were placed in them according to categories.

Slinging the tool kit over his shoulder, Fu Tianhe took Chen Ci to the garbage dump.

Chen Ci put on his cap and mask again, covering himself completely, leaving only a pair of calm amber eyes.

There was no need for a door lock in Fu Tianhe's shabby little house; he could just open the curtain and go out.

The two walked along the path towards the garbage dump. As they got closer, the stench of decay gradually filled the air.

Fu Tianhe looked back at Chen Ci worriedly, but of course he didn't see any uncomfortable expression on the masked boy's face.

Information Processing Area No. 13 is located inside Cinnabar, and the air circulation is not as good as that of Information Processing Area No. 12 which is close to the edge.

Even though high-powered ventilation devices worked day and night, they were still unable to remove the stench near the landfill in a timely manner.

As we walked along the path, we gradually came across woven or plastic bags that had been trampled and stuck to the ground, and various types of garbage were scattered around.

As we went deeper, we saw more and more messy things, and as far as the eye could see, there were several mountains of garbage piled up into pointed peaks.

On the other side of the garbage dump is the commercial street that Chen Ci had visited.

Fu Tianhe stopped at the edge and didn't go too deep. He looked around, put down the sack, and said, "It's right here."

There are some scrapped cars, appliances, and things like neural adapters nearby.

Chen Ci stood beside Fu Tianhe and watched him take out a pair of gloves from the sack. The gloves were woven with thick thread and had turned dirty gray.

Fu Tianhe put on gloves and said to Chen Ci, "I can do it myself. You can follow and look at the materials."

Chen Ci nodded, he himself had no intention of picking it up himself.

Fu Tianhe came to one side of the garbage mountain and saw two metal feet connected by pipe-shaped legs sticking out.

Fu Tianhe rubbed his hands, grabbed the metal ankle of the thing, stepped one foot on the side, suddenly tensed his arms, and pulled it out with force.

Fu Tianhe was so strong that the small robot almost flew out completely, causing the garbage above to fall down with a loud noise, and a small-scale collapse occurred.

Fu Tianhe dodged to the side skillfully and even quickly grabbed a neural adapter.

Chen Ci took two steps back, and an empty can rolled to where he was originally standing.

Fu Tianhe leaned the small robot against the outer shell of the abandoned vehicle, took a quick look at the model, and directly reached his hand behind it.

I don't know what button I pressed, but the energy bar on the little robot's chest lit up. After a few seconds, it turned from azure blue to red, flashing, indicating that the battery was about to run out.

"Come." Fu Tianhe waved his hand.

Chen Ci walked over and moved around the can on the ground.

"This is the AZ-284 companion robot. Due to the uncanny valley effect, most of them are made in the shape of pet dogs and cats. There are very few humanoid robots like this one, and it is estimated that they will be discontinued soon."

Fu Tianhe explained it in detail to Chen Ci. He curled his fingers and tapped the energy capsule in the center with his knuckles: "Under normal circumstances, it is blue and automatically turns off after five seconds. If it is out of power, it will continue to flash red."

Everything Fu Tianhe said was quite unfamiliar to Chen Ci.

Everything he used in the White Tower was the latest high-tech product, while those in the dungeon were already obsolete products from the top floors.

Even so, Chen Ci listened carefully as Fu Tianhe explained the materials used in different parts, including extremely high-strength ductile iron, solder that is indispensable in the electronics industry, and babbitt alloy used for sliding bearings...

Fu Tianhe introduced all of these to Chen Ci like a treasure trove.

After talking about the surface materials, Fu Tianhe picked up a screwdriver and began to disassemble the small robot.

The little robot's round eyes turned downwards, staring at Fu Tianhe's gloved hands, and its mouth opened and closed mechanically, making a crying sound: "No...no."

Fu Tianhe turned a deaf ear to him. Machines have no emotions. It was just a process set up in advance by the program.

He quickly removed the robot's chest cover, exposing the pipes and wires that filled the entire chest and abdominal cavity.

Fu Tianhe grabbed the energy capsule in the center. The robot stared at him intently, and its paralyzed arm on one side seemed to be struggling to lift up: "Please... no..."

With a "click", the energy capsule was taken out of the slot.

The robot's eyes froze for a moment, and its arms dropped heavily.

Fu Tianhe looked back at Chen Ci, as if he was afraid that he would feel sorry for it, and said, "It has no life, don't be fooled."

Chen Ci: “I know.”

Fu Tianhe opened the lid of the energy capsule, and it was empty inside, with only a little blue residue left stuck to the inner wall.

"Today's machinery is generally driven by dust fluids, and the energy capsule needs to be made of special titanium alloys. Other materials will be corroded."

Chen Ci squatted down next to Fu Tianhe and watched him disassemble the parts skillfully.

Soon the small robot was divided into more than a dozen parts. The parts were classified, and those that were still intact were put into sacks to be taken away, while those that were damaged to a certain extent were thrown away.

Some of the materials containing precious metals were put into another sack and, according to Fu Tianhe, could be refined.

Chen Ci turned his head to look at Fu Tianhe. Alpha's intact left eye was facing him, his pupil was black and bright, his thick eyebrows were slanted, and his profile was tough and handsome.

The rich amber wood scent wafts out, making it no longer difficult to breathe amid the stench of the garbage dump.

If people didn’t know that he had a fake eye, who would have thought that Fu Tianhe was actually a disabled person?

"Okay, that's about it." Fu Tianhe moved to the side of the neural adapter he had just picked up. "This thing is more valuable. Most of the parts I usually make are related to it."

"By the way, have you ever used a neural adapter?"

“Yes.”

The first and only time Chen Ci used the neural adapter was when he was ten years old. At that time, the sixteen-year-old Shafley came to visit the White Tower and saw the young boy sitting alone on the piano bench practicing the piano, so he asked him if he wanted to play games together.

Chen Ci agreed, and the smart butler brought the latest neural adapter. Under Shafley's guidance, he put on the adapter.

However, the moment the neural adapter was turned on, something unexpected happened.

The intense pain made Chen Ci scream, and Shafla was so scared that he quickly turned off the power. He hurriedly took the adapter off Chen Ci's head and was immediately vomited all over.

The White Tower was in chaos, with maids and housekeepers running around. Researchers from Base XII immediately arrived and gave Chen Ci a detailed diagnosis and treatment.

As for the rest, Chen Ci doesn’t remember very clearly.

Since then, he has been indifferent to the neural adapter thing.

"Many people are addicted to it now. They wear it all day long. They would rather spend a lot of money to buy houses and land in the game than to spend money to eat more good food in real life."

"But I understand. No matter how unhappy real life is, at least you can enjoy yourself more in the game world."

Fu Tianhe said casually and quickly disassembled the neural adapter.

Chen Ci watched silently, and when he took off his mask, he handed him a wrench.

Fu Tianhe was about to take it when he saw Chen Ci handing it to him. He was quite surprised: "How did you know you needed this?"

"We went through similar steps when we dismantled the robot just now."

Fu Tianhe smiled. It was worthy of being September. Her learning ability was so strong.

In just one and a half hours, Fu Tianhe had dismantled seven or eight pieces of scrap machinery and filled two sacks halfway each.

He carried the sack on his shoulder, and when his body tilted, the tool bag on his shoulder fell heavily to the side, and the screwdriver that was not properly put away slipped out and fell to the ground.

Fu Tianhe was about to pick it up, but Chen Ci was one step faster than him. The Omega boy leaned over, picked up the screwdriver, and put it back into the bag of the tool kit.

"Thank you." Fu Tianhe was flattered. He usually came here alone and had never enjoyed such treatment.

"It's OK."

The two of them returned along the same route and returned to the low tent. Fu Tianhe got the appropriate teaching aids and began to teach Chen Ci step by step how to judge the various properties of different materials.

Time passed quickly, especially in the dungeon with never-ending daylight. Chen Ci didn't even notice it was night.

It was not until he felt sleepy, squinted his eyes and yawned silently that he remembered to check the time.

It's already half past ten.

"It's so late." Fu Tianhe put down the things in his hands and said, "No, I'll take you home. It might be unsafe if it's any later."

Chen Ci hummed, and then Fu Tianhe said, "Change your clothes and take a shower when you get home. The smell of the garbage dump is still quite strong."

"good."

Fu Tianhe put on his clothes and sent Chen Ci to the station. When they arrived at the station, Fu Tianhe changed his mind: "How about I take you home?"

As if he knew Chen Ci would refuse, Fu Tianhe blinked and rushed in front of him, saying, "I am your master. It shouldn't be strange for a master to send his disciple home."

Chen Ci looked at Fu Tianhe steadily. He knew that Alpha's thoughts were not that simple.

But it doesn't seem to matter.

Given Fu Tianhe's character and personality, he wouldn't do anything even if he knew a closer address.

It's no surprise that the two of them have only been together for a short week, but Chen Ci is already so confident. Perhaps Chen Nian's test has indeed proved Fu Tianhe's character?

Chen Ci didn't say anything. Fu Tianhe's face started to turn red as he was stared at.

Fortunately, the car arrived at this time. Fu Tianhe quickly looked away and stopped looking at the Omega boy: "The car is here, let's go."

Chen Ci did not refuse after all.

The car was empty at this time. Chen Ci sat in the back window seat. Fu Tianhe followed him into the car and sat next to him.

The bus started slowly, and the slight bumps made my body sway.

It was already past Chen Ci's usual rest time, and the sleepiness came on fiercely, especially now that it was quiet, making Chen Ci a little unable to sleep.

Fu Tianhe had been secretly paying attention to Chen Ci's movements. The young man closed his eyes silently, lowered his head slightly, and swayed gently in the sound of the bus running.

The moment Chen Ci showed signs of instability, Fu Tianhe quickly reached out and placed his hand on the car window.

After a few seconds, Chen Ci's head slowly fell over and rested in his palm.