Cultivating Immortals in Space: Cannon Fodder Becomes a Boss in the Wasteland

Chapter 69 In the Abandoned Factory...

Due to the long-term lack of electricity, running water, and the most basic sewage settings.

Household garbage is discarded everywhere, mixed with the excrement that can be seen everywhere, and it seems to have fermented into a dirty liquid mixed with more than a dozen smells of urine, feces, and rot, flowing everywhere.

There are white bubbles on the top.

The soaring smell is a bit pungent even from a long distance.

It smells disgusting.

This is a human settlement worse than the poorest slum in the world

At this time, a night bus pulls in, dumping garbage from all over the city.

I saw the rear trunk slowly lifted, and countless rubbish, scraps and biological wastes were flying around, causing a rain of rubbish under the mountain of rubbish piles.

It's like a signal.

A series of figures emerged from every corner, scrambling to be the first to rush towards the garbage rain,

They stepped on the sewage, stepped on the mud, and swarmed up like wild animals.

From time to time, huge pieces of furniture tiles fell from the top of their heads, and many people were unable to dodge in time, and were directly smashed to the ground.

But the people around them turned a blind eye to these dangers, and still desperately planed edible things, scoured them out of the sewage on the ground, mixed them with stained mud, and stuffed them into their mouths.

Mo Yu saw that someone regained some sanity from the starving state after eating a few mouthfuls, and then spit out the food in his mouth and put it into his arms.

She found that these people were skinny, with more or less disabilities.

At this time, a woman with a crooked mouth ran out of the trash pusher.

Her mouth was askew, and the corners of her mouth were still drooling.

His complexion was very waxy and unhealthy.

Holding something in my arms.

She was stunned when she saw the girl sitting on the motorcycle.

He took out a black object from his pocket.

Suddenly handed it to her, and said in a demented voice: "You eat. Do you eat?"

At this time, the girl had already taken off her helmet and only had a mask on her face.

Looking at the dirty things that seemed to be handed over from hands that seemed to be full of oil stains and mud in every article.

Mo Yu found that it was only half of the black bread.

It was the food she desperately snatched over.

While the girl was in astonishment, the woman grinned and pointed at the mask on her face, stumbling, "Doctor...good guy...thank you...brother..."

As she spoke, she gestured with her fingers clumsily.

Then he put his hands on his chest and bowed deeply towards the girl, his eyes full of respect.

After watching for a long time, Mo Yu finally understood what she meant.

It turned out that her younger brother was rescued by a doctor. She saw the mask on her face and mistakenly thought she was a doctor.

At this time, the rider had already arrived at the innermost part of the factory.

Mo Yu's consciousness saw it.

The other party stopped in front of a dilapidated small courtyard.

The small courtyard is not big, only a row of dilapidated second-floor townhouses.

The walls are mottled, the stone skin has fallen off, and even the exposed red bricks have been weathered.

One corner has even completely collapsed.

This should be the abandoned dormitory of the factory.

Surrounded by some discarded plastic boards and sticks, a simple yard has been formed.

However, compared to the mess outside, this place is already very clean and tidy.

And it's well organized.

There is no trace of dust in the debris piled up in the corner.

The thin figure came to the door, stopped suddenly, took off his helmet, and his golden hair poured down like quicksilver.

The glass-like eyes are as clear and clean as blue gemstones in the deep night.

She is actually a woman?
　Ask for a monthly pass, recommend a ticket!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)