The absurd game of a performance artist

Chapter 150 Exploitation and Recovery

The name Garbage Mountain is by no means an exaggerated statement.

When V stood outside the stadium and looked at the mountains of waste, he deeply felt the meaning of "mountain".

If equipped with high-precision auxiliary prosthetic eyes, you can also see the garbage guys attached to the mountains like ants one by one, working hard on them.

This is the underground space excavated for dumping waste in the city that never sleeps. It was designed and created by [DBRK Group], which is in charge of urban planning, construction and operation management.

The originally empty underground space, with the dumping of the top day after day, the garbage gradually accumulated here to form a mountain-like scale.

And the formation of the original garbage guy and garbage area was also derived with the birth of the garbage mountain.

At first, it was just some poor people who came here to find supplies.

But with the passage of time, under the guidance of [DBRK Group], an independent social system of [Garbage District] has been formed around the garbage mountain, and it has become what it is today.

It was like a prison, a place of exile.

There are not a large number of specialized prisons in the city that never sleeps. Many people who are in debt and have lost their [identity]——ID chips, as well as criminals with light biological enhancement, will be thrown here like garbage.

Here they are forced to assume the role of decomposers and recyclers, squeezed out of the last drop of residual value by the people of the upper city.

The gathering place where the garbage guys live is not far from the garbage mountain. Momo and V walked for ten minutes and came within the range of the garbage mountain.

Now is the time for garbage to be dumped every day, and there are a lot of garbage guys gathered on the side of the garbage mountain.

Some of these trash guys are fully armed, and their wasteland-like outfits look very professional. They are equipped with detection tools and digging tools. They are obviously complete trash guys who have lived here for many years.

And some still kept the attire of the residents on the ground, and didn't bring any tools. At first glance, they seemed to be novices who had just arrived.

Rumbling--

With a muffled sound from above, a large amount of garbage descended from the passage above.

Seeing these brand-new garbage, all the garbage guys couldn't hold back their excitement, and they swarmed up like vicious dogs, rushing to the area where the new garbage was dumped.

Before Momo took out the detector and taught V to pick up waste, V had already rushed forward and started his own performance.

"Wow! V found [Type Six Enhanced Adapter]!"

"Ahhh, this is [Tam Alloy Rotation Axis]!"

"It's so handsome! There's [No. 86 polymer fiberboard] here!"

V, who has the ability to view the item information panel, is like picking out labeled products on a supermarket shelf, easily picking out those wrecks that look valuable.

Momo naturally admires this.

"V, you are really amazing! I said that with you here, we can definitely assemble a new mecha!"

Looking at the supplies gradually filling up in the trolley, Momo nodded in satisfaction.

"Enough is enough, let's go back, hey, I can't wait to see V in the mech!"

Just when the two were about to leave, a hoarse mechanical voice sounded behind Momo.

"Stop! Brat, the old rules, let me check the things you picked up, and you can only leave after passing."

At some point, a group of obviously well-armed garbage guys appeared around this area, and they were interrogating those garbage guys who were planning to leave.

One of the men with a steel chin was walking towards the two of them. His body was full of battle damage, and he looked like a ruthless character.

Seeing the eye-catching [13] logo on the opponent's clothes, Momo quickly grabbed V by the corner of his clothes, signaling him not to make a move.

【13】, stands for garbage dump No. 13, and is the code name of the garbage mountain where Momo is.

There are a total of sixteen garbage disposal areas in different directions underground in the city that never sleeps, each of which is far away from each other and not connected to each other.

As Momo said, the garbage mountain is also a treasure trove. The large amount of garbage dumped from the city that never sleeps has many materials and parts worth recycling.

Where there are people, there will be rivers and lakes, and where there are interests, there will be exploitation.

Naturally, someone would pay attention to this fat piece of rubbish mountain.

After a long struggle, a series of organizations and unwritten rules gradually emerged around the interests of Garbage Mountain.

Every piece of rubbish mountain, there will be an organization that is like an emperor and entrenched at the apex from among the many garbage guys-【Recyclers】.

Members of [Recyclers] will patrol at the time of dumping garbage, and collect materials that they are interested in from the general garbage guys.

Of course, in order to make better use of these garbage guys for collection work and avoid eradicating their enthusiasm for work, recyclers will follow the [half collection principle] when recycling the things collected by garbage guys.

The so-called [half collection principle] is concise and to the point, that is, at most, only half of the things you pick up will be collected.

However, this [half] does not clearly stipulate what is calculated.

It can be any of [Volume], [Mass], [Pieces]... It all depends on the requirements of the recycler.

Under such flexible means of exploitation, the garbage area maintains a delicate ecological balance.

Regardless of whether it is a [recycler] or a [garbage guy], most of the recyclable waste they collect will be recycled by the recycling stations set up by large companies at the cost of cheap supplies.

The recycling station will give everyone points according to the value of the recyclables. After the points reach the standard, they will be eligible to obtain ID chips again.

The remaining parts are made into various self-made tools among the members of the garbage area to barter.

The Iron Jaw Recycler looked at the contents of the trolley, his modified mechanical prosthetic eye was dripping, and the eyes of the creature next to him revealed a look of greed.

"Hey, you're pretty good at picking things, you're all good stuff..."

Seeing the carefully selected materials in the car through the V information panel, Iron Chin didn't know how to choose for a while.

The rules must be followed, but how to follow... Looking at V following Momo, he had an idea in his heart and suddenly had a brilliant idea.

Taking out some heavy materials from the cart, he nodded and said.

"Okay, according to the number of pieces, this is your half."

Looking at the remaining materials, Momo breathed a sigh of relief.

Putting these things together with the inventory at home, I can barely make up a few parts. At worst, I will make a few more trips, anyway, I will always get them together.

Just when she was about to leave, Iron Jaw's hoarse voice sounded.

"Wait, I took your half, but I haven't confiscated his half!"

Speaking of which, he left the heaviest piece of plate armor, and brought over the remaining materials.

This was a plan that Iron Jaw had thought up before. The heaviest plate armor was left behind by him on purpose.

I took away a few other heavier things by the number of pieces before, just to ambush here.

"Okay, according to the quality, you can go."

The blood in V's eyes surged, and he clenched his fists and was about to strike.

Momo tugged at the hem of his clothes and whispered.

"It doesn't matter... We slowly accumulate materials day by day, and one day we will be able to make a mecha."

Hearing this, Iron Jaw made a mocking sound.

"Mecha? Hahahaha, that kind of thing can be made by a trash brat like you? Stop dreaming, what a trash like you can make will only be trash. Put these good materials in your hands It’s a waste at all, and it’s used by us instead... Ugh!!”

Lightning and flint, caught off guard.

A furious lowercut hit his iron chin hard, making a muffled sound of iron and blood clashing.

The violent punch force lifted his whole body up along his chin, and after two and a half weeks of tossing in the air, his cheek kissed fiercely on the mountain of garbage that raised him, and he took a mouthful of garbage.

His chest heaved violently, and V's eyes were burning with anger.

After all, a fist dripping with blood is a thing of flesh and blood, even if the biological body is strengthened, it is difficult to touch steel head-on.

But he hit the opponent's hardest chin without hesitation.

Pain can be [get used to], but he can't stand hearing others insult his partner's dream.

(End of this chapter)