allonlinenovel Chapter 452 Xiao 5 goes home 2
Chapter 452 Xiao 5 goes home 2
Behind the rolling door is a dark and squeezing space, where the smell of rust and engine oil is so strong that it almost condenses into water droplets.
Rather than a shop, it looks more like a nest made of piled-up ruins.
A sturdy metal structure supports the crooked ceiling. The only light source comes from a few hanging emergency cold-light tubes. The pale light struggles to penetrate the suspended metal dust, turning human figures into blurry ghosts.
The core is a row of "workbenches" made of discarded cargo box pallets, collapsed alloy grilles and even fragments of rusted ship decks.
The countertop was uneven, covered with burn scars and dried adhesive.
Behind each table sat a man wearing a large, copper-framed magnifying glass.
The magnifying lens was fixed on a leather forehead strap, and behind the lens was an eye that was slightly bloodshot due to extreme concentration.
They were hunched over, like sophisticated goblins forgotten in the corners of time, their skinny, veiny fingers nimbly moving across the small, chaotic metal hill spread out before them.
The broken brain motherboard exposed the messy wiring.
Several dirty ring-type light energy storage devices, twisted energy conduction coils, and scratched light screen fragments.
A tiny blue flame from the welding gun danced between his fingers, and a little solder melted on the charred tip of the soldering iron, emitting a pungent smell.
The tweezers carefully picked up the hair-thin capacitor leg and tried to connect it to the disconnected micro neural interface.
There was a jumbled queue in front of the workbench.
They must have just crawled out of the garbage mountain.
Sweat mixed with dust drew grooves on his face, and the pockets of his overalls were bulging with hard objects of various shapes.
More precious items were clutched in blackened hands or tucked under canvas smocks that served as makeshift pouches across their chests.
"Can this... be repaired? I just pulled it out yesterday, and the thing inside is still making noises..."
A hoarse-voiced man with missing front teeth carefully passed a piece of dirt-covered wreckage of a wrist-mounted communication terminal under the magnifying glass.
Sirong and Muchen exchanged a glance, as if to say, "Is this the interstellar world...? Isn't that a bit too tragic?"
The two of them glanced at each other at the door and then quietly retreated.
Although their appearance is not particularly outstanding in the universe.
But when they appeared at the door, they still attracted everyone's attention.
It's nothing, they are both too clean.
Although I rode an off-road motorcycle all the way here, I was covered in dust.
But compared to the people here, their clothes are so new and there is no sign of damage.
And their complexion, besides being clean, is also rosy.
There is absolutely no such malnutrition among the people here.
Seeing someone following them out, Sirong and Muchen took a few quick steps to the corner and slipped into the space.
"It's so scary. Did you see the way they looked at us just now? I felt like they wanted to eat us, didn't they?"
As soon as he entered the space, Muchen patted his chest and complained to Sirong.
Sirong smiled and said nothing.
This is not the time to question Xiao 5. It seems that she is also very anxious now.
Since arriving on this garbage planet, Xiao 5 has been trying to contact the intelligent computer on the spacecraft, but the signal is intermittent and there is not a single complete sentence.
What Sirong is most worried about now is that the spaceship's intelligent computer had used up all its energy the last time it contacted Xiao 5.
If that were the case, it would be difficult for them to find the intelligent computer on such a big garbage planet.
Mu Chen chewed some fruit and looked at Si Rong: "What should we do next?"
Sirong thought for a moment and said, "Let's wait for Xiao 5 first. It would be best if she can contact the spaceship's intelligent computer.
If we can't get in touch, we can put on some makeup in the space and go out at night to find out what's going on here."
"Okay, this is the only way." After saying this, Muchen went to find something to eat.
By night, Muchen and Sirong painted their faces dirty, and then found some clothes that were similar to those worn by people outside to change into.
Quietly left the space.
At this time, the gathering place was dark.
The doors of those residences where humans live are basically closed, and there are no humans walking around outside.
They walked through the area at the fastest speed and then returned to the space.
"It seems we can only wait until tomorrow morning to see."
Then they set the alarm and went to rest.
The next day, when the alarm clock rang, the two of them simply ate some bread and left the space.
The gathering place was still quite lively at this time.
Sirong and Muchen watched them walking towards the garbage mountain in groups of three or five.
Of course, most people drove a vehicle similar to a lunar rover, while only a few walked on foot.
The two of them were still dressed the same as last night, walking slowly behind the walking crowd.
In the morning on this planet, the air is relatively fresh and the temperature is not that hot.
Although the distance of fifteen kilometers is not short, it is manageable for Sirong and Muchen.
After walking a few kilometers, Muchen started talking to an old lady in front of him.
"It's the strength you gained from hard work," the old lady was not on guard against Muchen. Maybe it was because they looked clean, or maybe it was because the long journey was too boring and they needed some noise.
"For strangers like you, without a 'little mouse' to ride, by the time you get to the foot of the mountain, I'm afraid all your good stuff will have been turned over several times." She raised her chin at the small cars that were leaving in a cloud of dust.
It turns out that they are the natives of this planet.
In an interstellar war more than 30 years ago, their planet was defeated and was classified as a garbage planet by the host planet.
From now on, garbage from other planets can be dumped on their planet.
Originally, they could grow food and vegetables on their planet.
Later, as the amount of interstellar garbage increased, the soil of the planet changed, and gradually nothing could be grown.
Now they can only survive by searching through interstellar garbage for useful parts in exchange for nutrients.
"Are all the local... residents left in places like this?" Sirong asked tentatively, her eyes sweeping over the similar pedestrians around her whose faces were filled with the hardships of life.
The old lady grinned, revealing her yellow teeth, but her smile was dull: "Go back to the main planet? There's no way for those of us with 'low pollution marks' to go back!
The land passed down from our ancestors is right over there."
She pointed in a certain direction of the garbage mountain, and for the first time, a clear trace of hatred flashed in her cloudy eyes.
"It was completely flattened by machines that came down from the main planet, covered with a thick layer of unknown debris, and then dumped with garbage from outside..."
A little saliva spurted out from the corner of her dry mouth, and was quickly wiped away by the back of her rough hand.
"We lost the war... Haha, I'm lucky to be alive. I only have these two hands left, and I can still dig out some life-saving things from the dead."