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Picking up trash is a technical job. For Luo Ning, he not only has to pick up trash, but he also has to pick up trash without revealing his identity, otherwise he will be embarrassed and exposed internationally.

In fact, he also thought of a way, which is to become a watcher, so that even if he is discovered and embarrassed, he is not the one who is embarrassed. However, this seems unethical and damages the face of the watcher.

After thinking for a long time, I decided to go into battle myself.

In the bedroom, Luo Ning wrapped himself into a rice dumpling, with his high collar turned up, the brim of his peaked cap tilted slightly downward to cover his forehead, a pair of sunglasses completely covering his eyes, and the mask he put on again, the visible traces of blood on his face The only thing left is ears.

When I looked in the mirror, I was satisfied with everything except that my body was too clean, which did not fit the image of a homeless man. So he ran outside and rolled around on the ground several times, covering himself in ashes.

A proper scavenger.

After confirming that he couldn't see it, he drove out and picked a more common car.

As it approaches twelve o'clock in the evening, there are fewer people on the street, and the darker environment is also conducive to hiding one's identity.

When he came to the city, there were trash cans everywhere and there were a lot of people. He still underestimated the number of people in Manhattan at night.

Of course, there are also places with relatively few people. For example, here is not a commercial area. There are almost no high-rise buildings, only a few private houses, which is relatively deserted. The nearest convenience store is also a thousand meters away.

It doesn’t matter if there are convenience stores or supermarkets, as long as there are trash cans.

Passers-by will also pass by this kind of place. Of course, there are people everywhere. This is still Manhattan, unless you go deep into the mountains and forests.

I found a deserted place to park the car, then got out of the car, and stared at a trash can a hundred meters away with the faint light of the street light.

Luo Ning couldn't help complaining that the street lights were too dim, and the distance between each street light was very far, making this area look extremely dark.

But now it’s better to keep it dark so as not to be recognized by passers-by.

As he was walking, someone came out of the alley and stared at him several times as if looking at exotic animals.

Is this guy crazy?

Wrapped up so tightly at night, there is no wind? What do you want to do with sunglasses, block the moonlight? Oh!

Dressed like this, could he be... a bad guy who steals wealth and sex?

Thinking of this, the fat woman twisted her fat hips and quickened her pace. Her chastity that she had kept for thirty years could not be lost here. Her Prince Charming hasn't come yet, so she can't take advantage of others, especially a dirty bum like this.

Luo Ning didn't have that much mental activity at all. He just wanted to dig through the garbage quickly, activate Roadhog's transformation form and leave quickly.

It was my first time to do something like this. I was a little nervous and a little shy. I don’t know if there are many people doing this kind of thing. How bad would it be if others saw it? I guess he is the only CEO who has done this kind of thing in the past, right? How embarrassing!

Luo Ning stood in front of a trash can that was half a man tall. His mental activities gradually became richer, but he still refused to take action.

Although there was no bad smell, he still couldn't accept it.

After standing there for several minutes, he finally overcame himself and began to experience the life of a homeless man.

Looking inward, Luo Ning's face was filled with confusion. It was colorful. Is this a trash can? Why are there fruits and vegetables?

Although it doesn't look too fresh and a bit bumpy, it is definitely edible.

Are all Americans so extravagant and wasteful?

Stretching out his hand, Luo Ning hesitated again. He didn't bring all the tools...

You have to have a pair of gloves, right? If not, a pair of disposable gloves will do!

But no, the nearest convenience store was a thousand meters away and it was a quick drive, but he felt it was too troublesome to drive there and then back again. Okay, these are all excuses. The real reason is that you can't avoid getting out of the car when you go to a convenience store. With this dirty outfit and such a good car, will you be regarded as a car thief?

"Hey!"

Just as he was thinking about what to do, a sudden sound almost scared Luo Ning to death.

Turning his head, he saw a young man walking towards him, about seventeen or eighteen years old.

As he got closer, Luo Ning blinked, thinking that his eyes were blurred or his sunglasses were affecting his judgment.

"Chinese?"

Unable to make up his mind, he could only ask. There was a high possibility that the other person was of yellow race, and his facial features were very similar to those of Chinese people.

The young man nodded, "I've never seen you in this area."

“Homeless, looking through trash cans to see if there’s anything edible.”

Luo Ning spoke in Chinese this time. He hadn't spoken Chinese for a long time, and now he was a bit lame when he spoke it, but it was better than 90% of Americans.

Hearing Chinese, the young man felt very cordial. He raised his eyebrows and said in Chinese: "Do you know Chinese?"

"I have wandered around China, visited many places, and enjoyed many natural scenery and historical sites, but the Big Wild Goose Pagoda is really not interesting."

The young man smiled when he heard this, "That's it...my name is Zhao Ping, and my English name is Oden. What's your name?"

"Antonidas." Ronin said a name casually.

"Nice to meet you, Antonidas." Auden held out his hand.

Luo Ning stretched out his hand and shook it, then Oden stared at the trash can and said: "As for food, there is a lot in it. You can eat it after washing it. Everyone who lives here should be rich except me. Stale fruits and vegetables, even It’s meat, throw it all in.”

As he spoke, he took out a pair of cloth gloves and a plastic bag from his shoulder bag, deftly rummaged through the trash can, selected edible items and put them into the bag.

After filling the bag half full, Oden handed the bag to Ronin, "Take it."

"I don't like to accept gifts from others. I think it's very unpromising."

Ronin refused of course. He didn't really want to eat the food in the trash can. He just wanted to experience the process of rummaging through the trash.

"Okay, you can do it yourself."

Oden took off his gloves and gave them to him, and took out a plastic bag from his shoulder bag.

Ronin didn't refuse this. He needed a pair of gloves now.

Under Oden's gaze, he put on gloves, pretended to be very skilled, and reached into the trash can without hesitation. He found edible food and put it into the plastic bag, including an apple with a wound, half a piece of cheese bread, and a few green vegetables...

But Athena's voice did not appear. He had never expected it so much. The things on the upper layer of the trash can didn't have any strange smell. After rummaging for a while, a sour smell came out. It must be because the things buried below were stinking.

In the end, he gave up. Maybe this was not the right way to activate Roadhog's transformation.

"Enough."

Ronin pretended to be very happy, raised the plastic bag in his hand, and then took off the gloves and returned them to Oden.

"Take it, you can use it later."

Oden did not take the gloves, but took out a stick from his back, which scared Ronin and made him think he was going to commit a crime.

As a result, he put the stick into the trash can, and then heard a crackling sound. Seeing that the stick was attracted by small pieces of metal, Ronin understood that it was a magnet.

"What do you collect these metals for?"

"I like to make some small inventions when I have nothing to do." Oden replied.

After doing this, Oden turned around with two bags, "I'm going back. If you come again tomorrow, you should be able to see me. This is my daily routine."

"Well, I should go too."

With that, Ronin left along the street.

When Oden's back disappeared, he turned back and put on his gloves. It was not easy to pick up garbage once. Maybe he didn't turn over enough just now. Try again, maybe he will succeed.