The silence inside the small square table was terrifying, but there was still a lot of people outside the small square table. People with spending power came here just to relax. They each boasted about their awesomeness, told the most obscene jokes, and played games in which everyone wanted to lose on purpose.

They wanted to use this guessing game to wash away the fatigue they had accumulated for a long time. Most of them succeeded. By the time tomorrow morning, they would have the strength to continue working.

Under the influence of alcohol, against the bright glow of colorful stars and lamps, Ah Wei's tired and slightly confused eyes seemed to see people turning into twisted monsters, and people dancing in a group of monsters under the lamp.

He shook his head vigorously, and the dancing demons disappeared again, and everyone was still human.

It was Brother Yu who broke the silence.

He moved his eyes to Awei's face:

"I'll fuck you, Ah Wei."

"When I was in a gang before, I met some ambitious young people, but they all struggled with no way out... I have a good relationship with them. If I talk to them carefully, they should be able to help."

Ah Wei vaguely remembered that Brother Yu was a member of a gang when he was in his hometown. However, although Brother Yu lived in the village at that time, he worked in the dock. The village was not close to the dock, so they just knew each other.

Although we have met a lot, we are not very familiar with each other.

Anyway, there is a helper.

Across the table in front of her was a young man wearing a dark green gentleman's uniform. Under the unclear light in the private room, the corner of a huge tattoo could be vaguely seen on the collar of the gentleman's uniform on the young man's neck.

She looked to her side.

The young man was kneeling across the table, and the floor here was not carpeted, just rough marble.

Tamura used a more vicious tone:

Tamura slapped the young man on the head:

The young man across the table knelt straight, arched his waist slightly to keep his head slightly lowered, and responded in Imperial dialect with a clear Sakura accent:

"This is not an ordinary sesame oil, but a top quality product purified by our master craftsmen from Sakura Country using one hundred and thirty-two pure manual processes. It is called [Black Dragon]!"

There were various kinds of smoke rising from the pool, which were toxic gases released by the melted garbage. These gases were also extracted by the large blower together with the organic gases produced by the fermentation of the garbage. I don't know where they were discharged.

At this moment.

"Okay, at eight o'clock tomorrow morning, dress appropriately, and see you at the entrance of Sunset Avenue!"

"Tamura-san, there aren't many goods this time."

Some kind of large mechanical structure similar to a push-pull rod is constantly pushing garbage into the "magma pool". This may be one of the reasons why the garbage has not filled the entire space.

Facing Lao Yang who finally agreed to cooperate, Ah Wei found that he was not as excited as he imagined.

It's just that the waste aerospace fuel she saw at that time was not as effective as this [Black Dragon] and was accompanied by strong side effects. She still clearly remembered the five gangsters she saw sucking the waste aerospace fuel. There were five of them in total.

, three died suddenly on the spot.

The reason why Wishfulang came to this bar and contacted this young man was because this young man was a bar owner on the surface, but secretly one of the dealers of waste aerospace fuel.

The young man had a solemn expression, like a pilgrim, he cut off a small drop of the "ink mark" in the reagent bottle, put it into a fine ceramic teacup along with the dim golden liquid, and then solemnly poured it out with both hands.

He picked it up, lowered his head, and held the tea cup in both hands forward, bringing it to his wish.

"That man was a technician. He set up a server by himself, built some... websites on the server, and made a lot of money.

The expression on Xishui's face almost stopped. She probably knew that some people from Yingguo would be outrageous in certain ways, but she didn't expect them to be so outrageous -

Ah Wei excitedly held Brother Yu's hand and said something like "We will be brothers from now on", then turned to look at Lao Yang:

…

Tamura cursed:

"Most of the aerospace fuel has been recycled after use. How can there be so much waste! This is already good. Recently, the two groups at the top have had conflicts and are keeping a close eye on the warehouse of the logistics center. I can bring out so much.

You’re already risking your life!”

I don’t know what the mechanism of action of this thing is in carbon-based organisms.

Lao Yang was obviously moved. He was upset and called the waiter:

He used to take discarded parts of lighthouses, repair them himself, and use them on his own servers.

There must be someone who doesn’t want me to see this... who doesn’t want beings like me to see this.’

After learning all this, she looked at the young man.

Wishes watched as she put the teacup under her nose, gently fanned the teacup with her hands, and fanned the air above the teacup onto her face.

Wishes had already seen this kind of situation the day he first came to the Mechanical Hive.

Tamura pointed to the pile of discarded aerospace fuel barrels:

"But I can't guarantee anything else."

According to normal circumstances, the sales share is calculated on a piece-by-piece basis, such as "1 penny for each piece sold."

Not far from her, at the foot of a garbage mountain, two people wearing gas masks were standing. One of them was wearing a logistics center work uniform, and the other was a young man with a tattoo on his neck from the bar.

The young man was a generation younger than Tamura. He could only endure the beating, stood at attention, lowered his head, and whispered:

"Hi!"

The young man said in a disapproving tone:

"Tamura-san, you are so cowardly! How can you make money in the mechanical hive if you don't have any courage? If you don't dare to expand sales, I might as well work as an hourly worker on the assembly line!"

Wishes looked at her appearance, sensing the subtle physiological changes in her body, without saying a word.

As the pungent smell came, a huge garbage mountain appeared in front of the wish. This garbage mountain had no visible boundaries and seemed to fill the entire space in the darkness.

"You have to be careful this time. Don't let so many people know about it like last time. When more people know about it, we won't be able to do business."

From Wish's unique perspective, the core processor part of the drone is an entire head of some kind of silicon-based creature. Different from the one in the mechanical tower in Yanan City Public Prison, this head is alive, not dead.

things.

[Black Dragon] has been further purified and is far less effective than the original [Sesame Oil] mixed with other substances, but it still has a great impact on the human body.

“More fried noodles!”

Now it seems that this system obviously has other functions.’

Wish thought, now that he is no longer a cosmic command, he can no longer use the perspective of [the world], so he can only explore as an extraordinary life form.

It is obviously just a waste compound scraped out of discarded aerospace fuel cans, but with such a name, it is sold for a sky-high price of tens of pounds per milliliter!

Wishes handed the teacup to the girl beside him.

But the young man didn't seem to feel any discomfort due to the pressure between the marble floor and the knee cartilage tissue. He was fully focused on the small tube in front of him hitting the liquid in the beautiful reagent bottle——

"Lao Yang, I heard that you changed jobs a few days ago."

I hope this guess is reliable.

From time to time, patrol lights will appear above the garbage mountain. I wish I knew that the light came from drones, and the drones in the mechanical hive all came from a military factory called Starvo Heavy Industries. In addition to surveillance, they also had killing functions.

Wishes gently patted away the dirty hand of the girl next to her that climbed up her thigh, took the golden liquid containing a little "ink stain", put it in front of her, squinted her eyes, observed for a long time, and said slowly:

The young man said:

"That's right, we just make our money."

Desire thoughts in mind.

"When the profit comes, I will share 30% with you."

"I used to know someone when I was working as an outsourcer in the Mechanical Hive Lighthouse Information Department."

As an extraordinary life form, I am shielded from this secret garbage dump. Does this mean that the logical system of the mechanical hive is guarding against extraordinary beings?

Ah Wei stretched out three fingers:

…

'This melting pool should have a circulation system. It is impossible to let the melted garbage fill up the pool... They should have thrown the melted materials somewhere.'

"idiot!"

When Lao Yang heard this number, his eyes flashed.

According to her investigation, the waste aerospace fuel of unknown origin smoked by a very small number of people in the mechanical hive is actually not pure aerospace fuel, but a mixture of aerospace fuel and space antifreeze——

She looked around and saw that the entire space filled with garbage mountains was emitting rich organic gases due to the fermentation of garbage. These organic gases were absorbed by several large blowers at the edge of the space - this is the reason why this space has not exploded yet.

.

Ah Wei subconsciously clenched his palms, and then slowly loosened them.

She smelled the scent of sesame oil, found a piece of it, and stepped into it.

Far away from her, in the center of the garbage mountain, there was a deep pit that sunk downwards. The walls of the pit were made of countless garbage. Under the pit was a pool that looked very much like lava.

Lao Yang's voice was very slow, and his entire face was surrounded by colorful smoke illuminated by star lights - he was obviously very anxious.

‘I actually completely ignored such a large hive, which is supposed to be impossible.

Discarded aerospace fuel oil barrels from unknown sources flowed into the private sector, and were used by some people to scrape out the mixture of aerospace fuel and antifreeze from the barrels, and then sell them at high prices.

If there are electronic waste related to lighthouse radios, or some unusual electronic components, I can try to sell them to him."
To be continued...