If you become a monster, you will succeed

The rain of garbage in the sky finally stopped, and those scavengers who had already been ready to fight immediately rushed to the garbage dump with weapons and containers. This time, there was no appraiser to check, no manager to search first, and of course, no one opened the door. .

The not-so-large entrance to the garbage dump was forcibly opened, and thousands of people poured into the garbage dump from eight directions.

In the face of a garbage dump that is equivalent to a large community, the scale of a thousand people is really not that many. Just after entering, the crowd has completely dispersed.

Feng Xue opened her eyes and glanced, her eyes were full of various elements. Feng Xue had a feeling of entering the Scrooge vault at this time, the impact of gold everywhere, the previous feeling of competing with others for time. A scavenger hunt that requires careful searching is hardly worthy of carrying shoes.

Feng Xue didn't bother to check one by one, and when she saw the essentials, she threw them into the cardboard box in front of her, and while kicking the box forward, she smelted the miniature items in the cardboard box directly.

Messages of success or failure flashed before Feng Xue's eyes, but he didn't care. During the period of raising Chen Xiyao, he killed many bad omens. Although not to mention astronomical figures, there are still hundreds of thousands, not to mention that most of the ominous omens of the flights that fell due to the impact of the garbage vortex fell into the garbage dump. A lot of money, and a counterfeit is only 5 towers when smelted, drizzle!

The elements are deposited into the gold finger one by one, and the previous impact is slowly declining. How to put it, although the ground is full of gold, it is very cool to pick it up casually, but in terms of excitement and tension, it is better than a treasure hunt game. outperformed--

Now Feng Xue is so busy with smelting that she doesn't even have time to look at the elements.

Of course, if Feng Xue had to choose, he would still choose the situation where he could easily pick up a bunch of treasures.

In the face of interest, survival is the first.

Different from the garbage dumps that we explored before, the landform of this garbage dump is not flat at this time. Instead, it can be said to be rough because of the accumulation of various large pieces of garbage. The environment of Yimapingchuan is not the characteristics of landfill dumps, but the scene after sweeping by the management team.

After all, if you want to collect most of the real objects, phantom objects, and books, it is no wonder that it will look like it has been plowed by a tractor.

But now, half of the tail of the plane stuck upside down on the ground, spikes piled up like hills, lakes filled with black liquid of unknown composition, and of course the time travel while sleeping soundly in the garbage dump those.

These newcomers seemed to be protected by some kind of power. Although Feng Xue could see everyone clearly, she couldn't really contact them. This state would probably last until they woke up naturally.

"I just don't know if there is a setting of 'the better the qualifications, the sooner you wake up'. If there is such a rule, it is not difficult to explain the recruitment of new managers."

Feng Xue murmured as she walked through all kinds of "post-modern artworks" made entirely of rubbish, skipping one by one from time to time in her field of vision.

He could see someone dragging a plowing rake to rummage in the garbage, and someone was constantly waving a shovel, throwing the pile of garbage into the air, and then looking for the real thing from the flying garbage.

But to Feng Xue's surprise, after these people find the real thing, they will not impatiently absorb it like those poor ghosts in the landfill before, but will carefully pack it up, and then continue to the next step.

This is obviously not because it is a waste of time to absorb [knowledge], and these people who can travel through the wild will not lack that little bit of [knowledge].

"It seems that you intend to use [Consciousness] in other places?" Feng Xue couldn't help but think of her method of using "Golden Water" and "Ominous Seed" to make corpses into ominous omens. Is it possible to transfer the [knowledge] of the real thing to the fake and turn it into an illusion?

In a sense, Feng Xue's gold finger has such a function, so can other casting labels provide similar effects?

Although this was just a speculation, Feng Xue inexplicably felt that the possibility was very high, but then, when he saw a traverser sleeping soundly in the garbage dump again, he couldn't help having a new idea.

Maybe it's not that complicated, but it's just a ration for these unlucky people?

Thinking of this, Feng Xue suddenly shook his head. He always felt that these people should not be so kind, or that even if they really showed kindness, there must be some purpose.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but look down at the cardboard box in front of him. Along the way, he also piled up a lot of real things in the cardboard box - he didn't choose at all, he just packed it in when he saw the area with dense elements Put it in the box, and then click on the golden finger to smelt it. What can be decomposed is a counterfeit, and what cannot be decomposed is the real thing.

"Anyway, after a while, I'll learn how others do it." Feng Xue thought about it, and stopped worrying about these details, and continued to start his big plan of collecting elements.

It is worth mentioning that even though everyone carried a lot of real things with them, these people kept their distance sensibly and had no intention of fighting at all. Those who rush over are not the weak. If there is a real fight, it is not certain who will win, and everyone is not a poor ghost who will starve to death without a bite of the real thing. Peaceful development is better than risking your life.

Just at this moment, a roar suddenly came from nowhere, and immediately after, Feng Xue found that the colleagues in the field of vision all stretched out their hands and pulled out their weapons.

"Is this going to start?" Feng Xue reached out to put on the hood, and the suffocation blade had popped out from the cuff. He looked at several colleagues vigilantly, but found that they didn't have any intention of fighting each other. In the direction of the wall of the garbage dump.

Feng Xue's puzzlement didn't last long, because soon, the person she was about to fight appeared at the end of her field of vision——

bad omen.

Now that those ominous omens of flying have been falling for a long time, these ominous omens that walk on their feet have finally arrived at the garbage dump at this time. The fallen ominous corpses are all treated equally.

At this time, Feng Xue also roughly understood why these people were so restrained, after all, it was better to be taken away by their peers than to have these cheap things!

After all, the bad omen thing really gets stronger the more you eat it!