Star Alliance.

planet k175.

The sky is still dark, and there are already signs of human activity.

In a ruined building, an old man with gray hair and hunched body walked out with a wooden stick.

The ground is covered with weeds but filthy. Occasionally, one foot can bring you a scattered sewage and splashing mud spots.

The old man didn't care at all and was heading in a certain direction slowly.

She looked sloppy, but it was cleaner than the others living on this planet.

In order to see the space garbage ship appear at the first time, many people mostly build residences around the garbage mountain.

She could not bear the fishy smell for a long time, so she chose a relatively far place to live.

I often see many people, some of whom go directly into the garbage mountains to search for things, while others wander around the streets like walking corpses.

Many people here have lived with each other for dozens or hundreds of years, but in this harsh and hell-like living environment, no one can truly communicate with each other.

Passing by an alley, there were a few figures flashing and dark.

As I walked past, I heard several sounds of depression and pain coming from inside.

The old man walked over without looking sideways, knowing what was happening in the alley, but he didn't care at all.

This situation is no longer surprising.

It is a luxury to fill your stomach here, let alone be courtesy, righteousness, integrity and shame.

She had encountered this situation in the early years, and even had the will to die countless times, and eventually survived.

It was not until my hair was gray and my face was covered with wrinkles, and my thin and dead branches that I got rid of my nightmare life.

She was framed here many years ago. She came from a scholarly family when she was young, and naturally understood etiquette, righteousness, integrity and shame.

However, for people born and raised in garbage planets, morality does not exist.

I don’t remember how many times I heard the cry of the child, but later I smelled the fragrance of meat.

After walking for about twenty minutes, I heard a sound of shaking through the air from above my head.

You don’t need to look up and you know that a space garbage boat is coming to dump the garbage.

Perhaps countless years ago, this place was once a place where the sun was shining and birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.

However, this place is far away from the Emperor Star, and in order to keep the galaxies around the Emperor Star bright and beautiful, planets in the distant places have become their garbage dump.

Looking around, except for the broken walls and ruins, there are towering garbage mountains, which are almost impossible to see even green.

The people here have no hope.

Although every ten years a spacecraft will come here to select those who are capable, the ones who are really selected are very small.

She had time to greet the New Year here, but she saw two people being taken away.

Ability can only be considered average.

Countless garbage tilted down from a high altitude, and hundreds of people quickly ran over from a distance on the ground and rushed forward.

Seeing this, the old man couldn't help but speed up.

During this period, she was knocked to the ground by many people, but she stood up numbly and continued to move forward.

“Nutrition solution?”

In the distance, someone shouted in surprise.

Soon, the group of people rushed over like crazy and surrounded the person who spoke.

“There are many more.”

If it weren't for this voice, the previous one might have been torn apart by everyone.

For a bite, the lives of the people here are the cheapest things.

The old man stopped moving forward.

Just because something light green rolled to her feet.

I wanted to step away, but when I lowered my head, I saw a white and tender face from the gap I was throwing away?

He bent over and lifted it up and turned out to be a little doll.

It seems that it has just been born, but it looks very clean, but the swaddle clothes wrapped around the child are already dirty.

He stretched out his fingers and placed them under her little nose to detect some airflow.

"Little baby..." A coveting voice sounded not far away.

Soon several eyes were cast, staring at the old man's feet with hunger and bloodthirst.

I didn't want to cause trouble, but since I had been seen by others, the old man hesitated for a moment and bent down to pick up the child.

"Old Mrs. Qi." A man walked forward and looked at the doll in her arms with a greedy look. "You don't want to eat alone, do you?"

The old man called Old Lady Qi raised his drooping eyelids and looked at the other person lightly, "I'll keep it."

The man wanted to say a few sarcastic words, but he seemed to think of something and finally left with a cold face.

But the eyes of his eyes when he left were still vicious.

He threw away the wooden stick in his hand and walked up the garbage dump. Seeing boxes of nutrient solution, Old Mrs. Qi bent down and fished four boxes.

Almost all garbage dumped today is nutrient solution.

As the main survival demand today, the price of nutrient solution is very affordable, but even so, no one can ruin it like this.

It can only be explained that these nutrient solutions are problematic and are not allowed to be sold in Star Covenant, which needs to be destroyed.

But people from the garbage star care about this. They only know that if they drink a bottle, they can last at least a day.

"Old Mrs. Qi..."

Someone saw that this old thing occupied four boxes. He obviously had a lot in his hands, but he still wanted to grab it.

Before the other party could finish his words, the old man said, "I'll notify the black lame man, I've picked up a child here and asked him to help test it."

Hearing the name Black Lame, the other party's original thoughts quickly faded and did not dare to touch her things.

He nodded in his fate, "Okay."

"I don't want to have too many. If you ask someone to send these four boxes to my place."

A hint of disgust flashed in the eyes of the man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks, "Don't be shameless."

"Old Mrs. Qi, let Adui help you deliver it." A man in a dressed black appeared at the bottom of the garbage mountain.

Hearing this sound, the man with sharp mouth and monkey cheeks hurriedly walked away.

A Dui, who was named, walked up, bent down and picked up the nutrient solution, and followed Old Mrs. Qi.

At the man's feet, hundreds of boxes of nutrient solution were piled up.

When the black lame man saw the baby in the arms of Mrs. Qi, he looked serious, "You are still a few years old and you are not going to live well. Do you want to raise this child?"

Old Mrs. Qi lowered her eyelids and said, "If you don't keep them, you'll be cooked by others."

The black lame man couldn't refuse, "I didn't bring the things, you can go back first. I'll take people there after packing up here."

"good!"

Although it is a garbage star, it still has different forces.

The "leader" in this area is the black lame.

It is said that he was the heir of a small family in the Star Alliance. Later, the family changed. Once in trouble, he was destroyed and threw it into the garbage star. That was more than 20 years ago.

Even so, he quickly captured the territory here.

Knowing that Old Mrs. Qi is literate and has a lot of insight, the two can chat together, but they have a three-point friendship.

Compared to other places where everyone needs to support the one above their heads, people in this area live quite well, at least the black lame man does not need others to support him.

Of course, the black lame man doesn't care about the usual styles that break moral concepts.

If you can't see a hopeful future, it's useless.

It's better to let it go.

Old Mrs. Qi’s residence is two bedrooms and one living room. Except for the place where she sleeps, the rest are all leaking.

And now no one cooks, let alone pots and pans.

In addition to the place where you sleep in the bedroom, the most common things at home are books.

Ninety-nine percent of the people on the garbage star are illiterate. They spend all their efforts to fill their stomachs every day and have no intention of recognizing words.

These books were picked up by Mrs. Qi from the garbage dump for a hundred years.

Many years ago, someone knew her hobby and used books to trade with her.

After the black lame man came, if he found a book in the garbage dump, he would send it to him.
To be continued...