The years I spent picking up garbage to eat in another world

"Collect it from me!"

Xiao Yang unscrewed the bottle cap at the E-beak beast, but unfortunately there was no response.

"No way? Is it broken? This is Master Bai's craftsmanship! Take it from me! Take it!"

However, there was still no movement at all, and the situation was extremely embarrassing.

"This person...couldn't he be stunned by the explosion?"

Mary looked at the smelly man in front of her, holding a broken bottle, talking nonsense and dancing around, and couldn't help showing sympathy.

For the sake of him saving himself, it’s better to take him back, feed him some rice pudding, and keep him as he pleases.

Xiao Yang thought for a while and concentrated on injecting the energy in his body into the bottle. The plastic bottle finally reacted and produced a slow airflow.

Seeing this, Xiao Yang increased his energy output, and a huge cyclone was generated, as if a black hole was born in the bottle.

The Erosbeak along with some ice cubes were caught by the airflow and gradually sucked into the bottle.

"call!"

Xiao Yang sat down on the ground. Although it looked convenient, it was actually quite strenuous. The energy required to catch the monster bottle is too huge. It is obviously the equipment of a high-level player. It only takes a second or two to absorb most of his supernatural powers.

After dealing with the Erosbeak, it's time to touch the corpse, which is a joy to watch.

Of the six superpowers, three were dead, so the equipment on them was naturally cheaper than Xiao Yang.

He first ran to where Old Bush's body lay. If he was not blind, the strange bone of Old Bush just now was obviously a spirit bone.

Old Bush's body was pitch black, and I didn't know whether the old boy was lucky or unlucky.

Soul bones are extremely difficult to find in the Douluo world. I didn't expect that he could pick them up in this crappy place. It was really the evil virtue accumulated by his ancestors for eight lifetimes.

Judging from the scene of Old Bush using the skill, it should be a soul bone with fire-type superpowers, and it is a left arm bone. Such a powerful energy would burst him. It is estimated that it is quite old.

To be honest, digging bones from corpses is a bit disgusting, but for the sake of strength, you can't expect too much.

In addition to the biggest harvest of soul bones, Xiao Yang also picked up a pistol from Rem. As for Old Bush's gun, it had already been burned out when the giant rat whipped the corpse.

Then he ran to Brother Flathead and saw that it didn't matter. The boy was still alive, although his breath was weak and one arm was broken.

"Do you want to give him a try?"

Xiao Yang thought.

Mary watched dryly as Xiao Yang collected all the loot, like an abandoned child left unclaimed in a garbage dump.

I’m so envious!

Seemingly seeing Xiao Yang's intention to give Mark a last-ditch attack, Bunny Girl quickly stepped forward to stop him.

"Spare him, he is still useful."

(Sound: Hippopotamus, stuffed into pants, beggar Taiya!)

"What do you mean? You want to do something, right?"

Xiao Yang drew out his short knife vigilantly. If this woman planned to be tough, he would never wrong him like last time.

Seeing the other person's alert look, Mary signaled that she had no intention of taking action, pointed at Mark, and begged him to let him go.

This time Xiao Yang finally understood what she meant. He searched Mark's body and found nothing valuable, so he left.

Behind the scenes, Mary seemed to have something to say to him, but given the language barrier between the two parties, he did not intend to get too entangled with the bunny girl.

After the scourge of rats, the garbage mountain is now empty. All the scavengers have disappeared, but there are quite a few dead bodies.

Xiao Yang wanted to see if he could dig something out of the garbage while it was still dark, but he saw four figures crawling out of the garbage and yelling at Xiao Yang.

Aren’t they just the four of Zhang Daqiang...

The landscape of the garbage world is always so monotonous. Xiao Yang and his group of five people walked through the ravines of garbage dumps carrying bulging packages on their backs.

Everyone is very satisfied with this harvest.

Everyone collected a lot of bitter leaves. Among them, Zhang Daqiang also dug out a relatively good-looking scimitar, which seemed to be the equipment of the Silver Moon Guards of Tushan in the fox demon world.

Lucky Jessica picked up a wooden hammer with a broken handle. It seemed to be a dream hammer, but she didn't know if it could still be used.

The Yimeng Hammer is not cheap! It can allow reincarnated humans to recall past and present lives.

Xiao Yang knew that there was a Gubaozhai place in Tushan Hongxian Realm, which specialized in cultivating magic weapons. If it could be thrown away as garbage, it would probably not be cured.

If this hammer goes down, it won't cause people to lose their memory, right?

Zhang Daqiang is still thinking about the devil bug excrement buried underground, but unfortunately it is not something that just a few people can dig out.

Xiao Yang did have an escape talisman, but it was a life-saving thing and he didn't want to waste it on a piece of shit just yet.

Now, they are on their way back to Kerr Town, and Xiao Yang is learning some simple vocabulary from them along the way.

During this period, we encountered some mutant creatures. These creatures were like fusion monsters after genetic mutation, and most of them were extremely ugly.

Xiao Yang guessed that this should be a mutation caused by the combination of modern pollution and some fantasy factors.

"What species was that super big rat from before? How come it has a pair of Sharingan eyes? Do they all have this thing?"

Xiao Yang asked the four people and drew a big mouse and a small mouse on the ground, and also drew the shape of a Sharingan.

"Those are Mobik rats. They are very common in this garbage world. Their tentacles have the ability to absorb the flesh and blood of living creatures, but their attack power is not high. The Rat King is more powerful. We have never seen eyes like this before. They may eat Something weird? Normally, Mobic rats can't breathe fire."

The four of them have long been accustomed to the biological chaos in this world. Every few years, there will always be strange creatures born, perhaps new mutations.

"Absorb flesh and blood?"

Xiao Yang suddenly remembered Zhishui's missing body.

"Holy crap, that giant rat didn't eat Uchiha Shisui's body, did it?"

This is very possible.

In the world of Naruto, there are many people who copy the abilities of others by transplanting ninja body tissues, such as Orochimaru, Kabuto, Uchiha Madara, etc. He still remembered that there was a man named Uchiha Nobu in "Hakuranden" who cloned a lot of Sharingan. It seems that the human body in the Naruto world is special?

The rat gained the ability to breathe fire and the Sharingan, most likely because it absorbed Shisui's corpse.

Thinking of this, he had another toothache.

"Grandma's, open-eyed double magatama, won't evolve into a kaleidoscope in the future, right? Let's call you Uchiha Itachi second, Uchiha rat."

Xiao Yang asked them about the history of the garbage world, but unfortunately they knew nothing about it. The four of them had been living in such an environment since they were born.

"Brother Xiao, we are almost there. Kerr Town is ahead."

Jim is a lively and active young man. He stood on a hillside in front and cheered to Xiao Yang behind him.

After walking out of the gully of the garbage dump, Xiao Yang suddenly became enlightened and was shocked by the scene in front of him.

In the distance, a huge mountain of garbage filled his field of vision. It was about 200 meters high and stretched for several kilometers. Up and down the mountain, hundreds of people were searching for possible food and other survival materials in garbage dumps.

Xiao Yang once saw stray cats and dogs in a garbage dump, and they were so similar to this scene.

On a high ground next to the garbage mountain, a circle of colorful low-rise buildings are densely arranged, more complicated than the patches on the clothes of the scavengers. It must be Kerr Town...