Chapter 1385 Garbage Mountain

In Blue Stone Leaf Star, not far from Breakfast Village, there is a small village called Green Rong Village. This is the headquarters of Green Rong City in Blue Stone Leaf Star.

When the era of exile was reset and everything returned to zero, this small village was preserved by the way, not far from the village.

Since then, the manor has been busy with various things, and this small village seems to have been forgotten by Zhuang Buyuan and others.

The people stationed in the small village fell into entanglement and melancholy.

What should they do?

Theoretically speaking, Green City has also been reset.

At the end of the era, only a handful of people will be able to survive. Even in a big city like Green City, only the top people can be protected.

Not to mention Green Rong City, even Ceng Cong's Hongguo Manor, only a very small part can be protected to survive the end of the era.

Even the steel gate left by the manor in Hongguo Manor can no longer be opened and has obviously been reset.

After the end of the era, everyone they knew before should have disappeared by now, without exception.

And every time the era restarts, the people who appear are actually not fixed. It's like a "random refresh", and there are different people every time.

Therefore, even after returning, it is almost impossible to see one's ancestors.

For most people in the Exile Era, the Blue Stone Ye Nei Star has never appeared, and this village has never appeared. They are just a group of non-existent people.

No one to miss, no past, no home.

who are they? Just a bunch of lonely ghosts.

So what should they do?

"But... we just heard about the end of the era."

"Who's been through it? Have you been through it? You? Or you?"

"If you haven't experienced it, why is everything gone?"

"Maybe there is someone waiting for us at home."

"Is there anyone still waiting for us to go back?"

We want to go back...

At least go back and take a look, look at the big tree playing, look at the hut that grew up, and see if the family members are still there.

But, there is no going back.

The blue stone leaf inner star has been completely sealed.

They are not the only ones with such expectations.

In Blue Stone Leaf Manor, in addition to the eight breakfast villages, there are actually dozens of different gathering places, large and small.

These gathering places are all major forces from the Exile Era, or they are just refugees and adventurers who want to make a living here.

They didn't have the chance to join the Eight Breakfast Villages, but they were not discouraged. Maybe when would they be included?

And this waiting gave them rewards.

The era of exile suddenly ended, and they all survived the disaster with the help of the manor.

This is probably the luckiest thing that has ever happened to them in their lives.

You can get through this disaster without giving anything.

And if there are no accidents, their children can also survive the end of the next, the next, or even the countless eras.

As long as they remain subjects of the manor.

However, whenever they raise their heads after a busy day, they will subconsciously look towards the sky.

The place where there once was a crack is now empty.

Behind the crack, there is a barren, chaotic, and void space.

Life there is very difficult, and you may have to pay your life at any time. Even if you get something by luck, it may be robbed by robbers.

But somewhere deep there is always at the center of their hearts.

Maybe it's just a messy gravel belt, maybe it's just a simple hut, or even just a dark dungeon, but it's still their hometown.

There, there are family members they have no time to say goodbye to, hometowns they have no time to return to, and longings they have no time to resolve.

The partings, the promises, the hopes, everything is meaningless.

Father, mother.

My dear one.

My brothers and sisters.

We made a vow before we parted.

If one day I become rich, I will help you live a good life where you no longer have to worry.

Now I don't have to worry anymore.

where are you?

This kind of longing is like a wind blowing on my head all day long.

Like a song, it always echoes in my ears.

The joy of surviving the disaster was intertwined with longing and melancholy, and the entire atmosphere in Blue Stone Ye Neixing seemed a bit depressing.

But at this moment, a piece of news came like crazy.

"The landlord is about to open the door!"

"What's opening the door?"

"The dealer wants to open the passage to the Blue Stone Ye Nei Star and the Era of Exile!"

"What? Real or fake?"

"Of course it's true! I just saw Master Honglong and a lot of people building some kind of machine. This machine can open the cracks!"

As a result, the news spread to ten people and hundreds of people.

Lao Banglong had just returned to Blue Stone Leaf Manor. Before he reached the crack, he saw that the area was already crowded with people.

Seeing Lao Banglong coming, they immediately dispersed and made way for him. When Lao Banglong walked in, they surrounded him again with a roar.

"What are you doing?" Old Banglong was a little puzzled, "Are you guys just looking forward to opening the door?"

Everyone nodded desperately.

"It can't be turned on!" After playing with the various instruments for a long time, Old Honglong's expression suddenly changed. His face turned from white to red, and from red to black. He suddenly waved his hand: "Let's go! We are short of things now!"

"Ah? How could this be possible!" Everyone shouted in disappointment, but Old Banglong turned around and left again.

A group of people looked at each other, their disappointment was palpable, but no one wanted to leave.

Lao Honglong returned to the manor and came to Zhuang Buyuan with a face of shame.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Buyuan wondered.

"Master, please punish me!" Old Honglong lowered his head.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Buyuan wondered.

"The door-opening equipment on Blue Stone Ye Neixing is missing parts..."

"Huh?" Zhuang Buyuan was stunned, "What is missing? Can't it be made, or can it be obtained from other places?"

"I can't make this thing yet. There used to be one in the warehouse... But just yesterday, I used it in the manufacturing factory..." Old Honglong looked ashamed, "Manager, what should I do... I originally thought that since the shadow space had been opened, I wouldn’t need to use it anymore. If I had known, I wouldn’t have to work in a manufacturing factory..."

Seeing that Lao Honglong was so ashamed that he wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into, Zhuang Buyuan comforted him and said: "Don't worry, don't worry, tell me what kind of part this is, maybe I have it?"

"Do you have one?" Lao Honglong was stunned. He described the part. Zhuang Buyuan pinched his chin and said, "I think I've seen it before... forget it, you can find it yourself."

Zhuang Buyuan picked up his backpack and shook it, and there was a loud rattling inside.

"Now we have to find a place to pour it out." Zhuang Buyuan said.

Lao Honglong hurriedly walked out of the yard. He knew that Zhuang Buyuan's backpack had an amazing space and could contain countless things.

"No, this place is still not big enough..."

Zhuang Buyuan looked around and said, "Let's go to your East Island. I remember that there seems to be a large open space on the East Island?"

East Island is the location of various industrial areas of the manor, and it is also the territory dominated by Lao Honglong.

After the manor was upgraded to a city-state, the land area changed from 30 kilometers square to 100 kilometers square, which is more than 11 times the previous area.

The area of ​​an East Island is roughly the same as the previous land area of ​​the entire manor. Isn't there a lot of extra open space?

Lao Honglong quickly followed Zhuang Buyuan to the East Island.

"Find a bigger place that won't be of use in the future." Zhuang Buyuan said.

"Then let's go here." Old Honglong took Zhuang Buyuan to a place not far from the war giant dog factory. He rubbed his hands and said with hope: "Is there a lot of parts in it? Master, where did you get them from? From here? I searched for the parts from Shadow Manor for a long time before I found two... Let me have a look, let me have a look."

"Just fall here?" Zhuang Buyuan felt that this place was quite good, but it was a pity to use it.

"Just fall here, let me see, quickly, quickly!"

Zhuang Buyuan shrugged, forget it, the East Island is left to Lao Honglong anyway, just listen to him.

He raised his hand and turned over the backpack in his hand.

"Crash, lala, lala..." Countless parts rolled out of Zhuang Buyuan's backpack.

"So many... so many! Babies, they are all babies!" Old Honglong happily opened his mouth from ear to ear.

One minute later.

"Too... too much... too much!" Old Banglong exclaimed.

Another minute later.

"How...why is there still more?"

Another minute later.

"The village owner...oh my god, how many of these things are there!"

Another minute later.

"Master, please accept your magical powers!"

Received supernatural powers? Zhuang Buyuan’s magical power is still early to come!

Two and a half hours later.

Zhuang Buyuan was flying tens of thousands of meters in the sky, looking at the mountains of various parts below. He patted his backpack and found that nothing came out of it. Then he nodded with satisfaction and put the backpack back on his back. on the back.

At his feet, a giant garbage mountain with a diameter of more than ten kilometers, occupying almost half of the East Island, and a height of 10,000 meters appeared in the manor.

In this mountain of garbage, there are the remains of combat structures hundreds of meters high, various machines, various weapons, and of course, countless various parts.

They form an almost perfect cone shape and are piled up on the side of the east island, blocking out the sky and the sun.

Not to mention the residents of the East Island, everyone in the entire manor was wide-eyed and dumbfounded.

Manager Liu Jinge jumped in anger on the central island:

"Who! Who brought so much garbage to my manor! This is a manor, not a garbage dump! Manor owner, manor owner! Manor owner, come out!"

"Ahhhh..." Under the rubbish mountain, Old Banglong, who had been buried for a long time, suddenly emerged from the rubbish pile and screamed: "I have been looking for this part for a long time! Oh my god, there is still... ...Here, here! Village owner! Village owner, we are getting rich, we are getting rich!"

Zhuang Buyuan was so proud that Guangying laughed at him, saying that he picked up any junk and was simply a garbage man.

Look, this is a treasure mountain!

The manor’s reminder: “It has been detected that there is a large amount of useless garbage in the manor that needs to be disposed of. It is strongly recommended to build a ‘garbage recycling plant’. Do a good job in classifying garbage, not littering, and restoring the good ecology of the manor. Start with me!”

Zhuang Buyuan rolled his eyes.

Damn, what is useless garbage? You know nothing about the manor!

I'm super busy at work today, let's see how much more I can do.