Evolved From Polluting the World

The latest website: In the early morning, the "sunny sun" of late autumn has climbed up from the sea line. Of course, the late autumn sun on Pemba Island is gorgeous and scorching hot.

There is no need to mine today, because according to the time, the magical guest came to collect the mine with various materials and a large amount of gold.

Boogie Casa got up early and cooked seafood porridge for her mother. There is no shortage of seafood, which is probably the only advantage of Pemba Island. His mother was ill and could not eat too hard food, so he had to get some precious rice from the village chief to make porridge.

He didn't have time to eat his own food, so he hurriedly followed his friends from the same village and climbed more than 20 meters from the reef road on the left side of Xiakoukou in the southern district to the lighthouse sea cliff above. There is an abandoned lighthouse that was originally used to guide passing steamers and fishing boats.

But after the pollution started, no ships passed by. The lamp is not used, and it will not be used over time.

The reason why they came here so early is because Boogie Casa and his friends have an almost "idol" yearning for that magical guest. They were born and raised here, and they never imagined that there would be people like that in this world.

The little friends chatted happily.

This time is their favorite, without mining, and they can see what they want right away.

Not far from the port, the mayor of Chuck Chuck City has been waiting with some of his subordinates and a team of armed island patrol members. They are not specially trained, but they try to be as polite as possible. Although the whole body is not related to the honor guard, but still have to prepare the orchestra, red carpet and so on.

Boogie Casa has always found the music played by Mr. Mayor's orchestra super ugly, but for some reason, the amazing guest just doesn't get bored and looks happy every time.

He looked up at his bare head and looked towards the sea antenna in the distance to the east.

Black and blue intertwined with dark blue. The orange-red round sun was on the dark blue side, and the scorching heat made the visions on both sides shake and shake. It looked as if the world was shaking.

Boogie Casa has been wondering why that magical guest always comes from under the sun.

God's Day, the name given to the sun by the residents of Pemba Island.

The being who brought them light and heat was, of course, their god.

Boogie Casa cautiously took out an electronic watch without a strap from his trouser pocket to check the time. This is something he picked up on a sunken ship that floated over before, and it still works. With this little thing, his status among his friends has soared.

He adjusted the time to the big clock in the city, and it was accurate.

It's past seven-fifty in the morning, and in a few minutes, the magical guest will arrive.

Magical guests always show up at 8am on time.

Is "eight" any special number? Boujikasa often discusses this with his friends, but they are always difficult to express who have not read books much.

Wait, let the excitement turn into nervousness.

A few minutes later, a heavy but very loud "woo-" sounded from the far east sea. The water vapor splashed by the wind shattered into pieces and smashed down, turning into fine raindrops.

A small black dot first appeared under the huge orange-red sun.

The black nod also has "hair" on it, which is light gray smoke. The smoke rises high, and it is not affected by the damp water vapor, but it looks like it will cover the sun.

For the residents of Pemba Island, to a certain extent, the miraculous guests who come from the sun are not the messengers of the sun. Otherwise, why do they always bring a lot of living materials?

"Look, that's a train!"

The only friend who has been to the land of Tanzania stood at the front, raised his chin, and said proudly:

"Dad once took me to the capital. The train looks like that. It's big and long, and it can hold people from several villages."

My friends have heard him say this more than once.

As many times as the magical guest has been, he has spoken.

woo-

Another sound.

near. The dark dragon was getting closer.

Can hear the sound of bang bang bang. The two halves of the water swirled and stirred, forming a white course.

From a distance, you can see the intricate and intricate structures on the huge machine. It's so dark that it doesn't have any color. It got closer and bigger, until it nearly covered the orange-red sun. The searchlights above the locomotive looked like a pair of fierce eyes.

The train stopped more than 200 meters away from the port.

Boogie Casa scrambled to climb up the lighthouse to take the best position, staring wide-eyed and insisting to fit the entire train inside.

This huge mechanical structure has a fatal attraction for children.

puff-

After the pressure relief valve was opened, hot breath gushed out.

Then, the door of the second car of the train opened and a slide was paved down.

The amphibious transporter emerges from the train and heads towards the port.

The mayor clenched his hands in excitement. To be so excited, of course, this time the mine is ready, just need to exchange mine for materials.

The mayor said:

"Everyone cheer up."

The jagged orchestra held tightly to the instruments it was holding and carrying.

Four large amphibious transport vehicles docked, and the docker immediately threw out a strong chain, put it on the bumper in front of the transport vehicle, and then locked the other end on the big pier.

Banqiao hurried over and landed on the steps below the door.

The door is open.

A man wearing a monocle and a little fat, especially his stomach, got off the co-pilot. He first pinched the cuffs, tucked up the neck guard, then stepped onto the bridge with a smile, and walked towards Mr. Mayor.

The mayor waved his hand warmly and said politely:

"Mr. Abbott, you are still so punctual."

He spoke perfectly standard French. This is one of his few talents.

Albert Lien pressed against the monocle of his left eye and said like a drizzle:

"Mr. Mayor, long time no see, you look more energetic."

The mayor said:

"To have a partner like you, everyone is full of energy."

Abbott smiled slightly, his slightly chubby face was white, as if he had never been exposed to the sun. He says:

"It's the same as before, let's go see the mine first."

"Sufficient crystal ore is ready, Mr. Abbott, I will take you there."

Abbott nodded. There were two people behind him. Two... people who may not be human.

Because their joints have distinct bearings, screws, and snaps.

How can normal people have these things. When I saw it for the first time, I made a big jump to the mayor and some of his subordinates, thinking it was a demon from a religious book that ran out.

They were safe, though, and showed no ill will.

After a few times, I got used to it. But every time I see it, I can't help but keep my eyes on their wrists, knuckles and other joints for a while, until I even feel a little offended before turning my eyes away.

As soon as Abbott stepped onto the red carpet, the orchestra began to play.

The sound of wow wow wow scared away the small fish and shrimp dormant below the port.

The children at the distant lighthouse looked distasteful and plugged their ears.

Abbott smiled and said:

"Mr. Mayor is really polite, and specially prepared a welcome ceremony."

His voice is very soft and slow, and when he speaks this kind of French with no heavy syllables, it sounds even better, with a French romance that only exists in the past and books.

"You are our honorable guest, this ceremony is necessary."

The mayor took Abbott out of the port, got into the only car of Zhou Zheng's strength, and went to the safest warehouse in the city center.

This city, which almost still retains some tribal flavors, actually shows a feeling of pure land despite the pollution all over the world.

Abbott looked out the window.

The mayor asked cautiously:

"Mr. Abbott, do you want something to eat?"

Abbott smiled and said:

"Mr. Mayor, time is limited."

"Well, it's best for you to be convenient."

The mayor's attempts to get closer to Abbott fail. He actually wanted to know what the outside world was like through Abbott. Since the pollution spread more than a year ago, the original communication base station on the island has no longer worked. Coupled with the natural disasters and pollution biological disasters in the nearby strait, Pemba Island has completely lost contact with the outside world.

Pemba Island is too small, it takes more than 20 minutes to get from the port to the city center.

Getting out of the rickety sedan, the mayor, Abbott and others walked into the warehouse.

The mayor said as he walked:

"According to your request before you left last time, 524 kilograms of high-quality crystal ore are taken here, 5 tons, 304 kilograms of medium quality, and 17 tons, 931 kilograms of low quality. Cleaned up, then air-dried, basically no damage."

This warehouse is only used to store mines, so it looks very clean inside.

On the surface, the mayor has done a good job. He must eat and live this distinguished guest firmly.

Abbott nodded and smiled and said:

"Mr. Mayor has worked hard."

"We are all very happy to work for you, Mr. Abbott."

"yes?"

"Of course."

Abbott joked:

"Do what I tell you to do, then do what you do."

The mayor also smiled, revealing big white teeth that matched his skin,

"certainly."

Abbott shook his head slightly,

"Look at the mine."

"Okay, please come here to see the low-quality crystal ore first."

The mayor went ahead.

Abbott and his two followers walked behind.

In the middle, Abbott loosened the socket of his left eye, and the old but not broken monocle immediately fell off. He reached out to catch it, and wiped it with a clean silk scarf.

The two at the back immediately turned with the clockwork behind.

"Mr. Abbott, look."

The mayor opened the warehouse door. The powder-blue crystal ore inside was disturbed, and it immediately emitted a soft powder-blue light, which seemed very "crowded".

Abbott looked at it, nodded and said with a smile:

"It's really hard work, Mr. Mayor."

"Of course we're going to work hard for you."

They then went to the medium-quality crystal ore warehouse.

Halfway through, the mayor said:

"Mr. Abbott, do you want to increase the volume in the next quarter? According to our observations this quarter, the production rate of the mine has become lower. I don't know if it is due to a cyclical decrease."

Abbott said softly:

"Won't."

The mayor was a little relieved,

"That's good, we're afraid we won't have enough."

Medium quality crystal ore halo is more pure.

Abbott knew at a glance that it was sufficient.

He pressed his eyes tightly, and said from behind:

"Mr. Mayor, you can rest for a while."

"what?"

"I mean, you can leave this restless world, take a good rest, and don't suffer."

Abbott said.

The mayor still didn't understand, turned his head and looked at Abbott in astonishment. He saw the cold smile on the latter's face, which looked like the smile of a dead man dug out of a coffin.

The warehouse seems to be getting cold.

Following the clockwork behind it creaked.

"Mr. Abbott, is this a French joke?"

Mr. Mayor laughed to himself, the flesh on his face was crowded together like a layer cake, how ugly it was.

Abbott shook his head with a smile, then passed the mayor and strode towards the last high-quality crystal ore warehouse.

In the back, the mayor just turned around, a flash of light flashed, and with a thud, his head was thrown high, and then slammed on the ground, making a clicking sound.

The splashed blood mist sprayed on the low ceiling, like a painting of avant-garde ink splash art, even showing a unique artistic feeling.

Boom!

The mayor's body slammed heavily on the ground, and the blood from the neck gradually changed from the spray at the beginning to the flow.

Two people with blood on their bodies followed out of the warehouse,

Ordinary people who go to Pemba Island are still looking forward to tomorrow.

They are going to learn the secrets of this small island.

In the warehouse, Abbott's steps gradually became lighter. After the slightly fat man ate the last bite of human-blooded steamed buns, he resolutely left the person who had blood on the steamed buns.

"This is the last trip to this mine... According to the cycle, the next mine will be in the Antarctic. There are no simple workers there. We need to apply to the train conductor to release the livestock for mining."

Abbott thought as he walked.

I thought in my head, how to tame those disgusting livestock like cows, horses, donkeys and mules.

He came to the door of the high-quality crystal ore warehouse, UU read www. uukanshu.com opens the library door.

There was no bright pink-blue light after being disturbed, only... a naked man stood in the middle, surrounded by circles of crystal mines that gradually became dim.

Abbott's smile froze, his eyelids jumped, and the monocle fell off immediately.

The man opened his eyes and said in a tone of surprise that made Albert want to die:

"Oh, it's been seen."

Abbott was furious. With a trembling voice, he put his monolithic eyes under his sockets and slammed the warehouse door and roared:

"You thief!"

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(Notes after watching: There should be no difficulty in reviewing this volume, so I fixed the update time. 11:30 noon, 5:30 pm. In the future, except for the climax chapter at the end of the volume, there will be no big chapters, and it will be too blocked. loss)