Chapter 1: Magic Tomb (1/2)

Rust Lake.

Federal No. 23 Special Waste Treatment Plant.

Also known as the ”Magic Tomb”.

With the continuous development of comprehension civilization, the magic weapon that used to be superior and only driven by comprehensionists has entered thousands of households and has become an indispensable tool for ordinary people to travel, study and work at home.

While bringing convenience to life, it also produces a large amount of scrap magic weapons and metal garbage.

Most of these trash magic weapons have a lot of spiritual power, which is easy to cause radiation pollution. The rune arrays that build magic weapons are extremely unstable, and even have the risk of explosion. If left alone, it will cause great damage to the environment.

Therefore, around every major city in the Federation, there will always be a number of ”special waste disposal sites” to deal with scrap magic weapons.

The No. 23 Special Waste Treatment Plant is located in the southern suburbs of ”Foge City”, a major federal training town.

Under the dim sky, a swamp polluted into purple, exuding a strong stench, the mountain peaks made of metal fragments resemble hundreds of dinosaurs showing their backs from the swamp, and the peaks were filled with fragmented flying swords, sitting beside the flying swords. The rusty spar puppets and their empty eye sockets have already extinguished the spiritual fire, and only the psionic-feeding bugs poked their heads out of it, carefully looking at this dangerous ”magic graveyard”.

”boom!”

Not far away, inside a trash mountain peak, the rune array of the abandoned magic weapon burst, and the spiritual power remaining in it instantly exploded, blasting half of the mountain into the sky.

Numerous metal components scattered like flowers, scattered in all directions, and caused a series of collapses in the surrounding garbage mountains, raising smoke and dust in the sky, like a demon dancing, covering the entire sky.

Here, it seems to be a forbidden zone of life, and only insignificant cockroaches and worms regard this as a paradise.

but…

Li Yao dormant behind a mountain of garbage and licked his chapped lips. The khaki windbreaker was full of dust, making him one with the environment.

Glancing at the explosive cloud rising not far away, the young boy's clear eyes did not show any emotion, and he was unhappy.

It was only when the dirt and metal fragments splashed on the trash mountain where he was hiding, that he slightly shrank into the depths of the trash pile, and at the same time put on goggles enough to cover half of his face.

”coming!”

When the Lingzi watch on his wrist vibrated lightly, the young man's spirits lifted, and a smile full of expectation appeared at the corner of his mouth.

At 3:52:38 in the afternoon, the daily routine garbage dumping time is also the carnival time of Li Yao's ”garbage bugs”!

The Lingzi watch worn on his left wrist was a hunting-specific model launched by the cultivating sect ”Fei Lingzong” three years ago. It took him two months to repair it after he picked it up in the trash mountain.

In addition to timing, it also has a very powerful function that can record vibrations of special frequencies, and notify the owner when a specific vibration comes nearby.

This function was originally used to remind hunters that there might be powerful monsters nearby.

But after Li Yao's modification, it became a reminder that the garbage boat was about to appear.

After a while, with a trivial hum, more than a dozen black spots appeared on the northern horizon.

At this time, the smoke and dust brought by the explosion had not dissipated, and a dozen small black dots were mixed in it, and it was not clear at all.

Li Yao shrugged the tip of his nose, and touched a rune on the side of the goggles with his fingers, ”Huh,” a blood red appeared on the surface of the goggles.

Scanned by the red light, the junk boat hidden behind the smoke and dust was outlined in a round figure, clearly.

The hunting function of the Lingzi watch has also firmly locked the special vibration frequency of one of the junk boats.

”Junk Ship No. 1327, it's you!”

From birth to ten years old, Li Yao has stayed in the magic treasure tomb for ten years. He knows every inch of land and every junk ship in the sky. This ”junk ship No. 1327” is responsible for collecting floating gooses. Garbage in the ”Upper East Side” of the city.

The Upper East Side is the most luxurious and wealthy area in the city, where many cultivators live, and the magic weapons they discard are also the most valuable.

Many magic weapons are even intact, just because they are slightly outdated, or a new generation of products have been launched, they have been discarded by the cultivators and the wealthy nonchalantly.

For Li Yao, what kind of garbage ship is this, it is a treasure ship full of gold mines!

”Whoo!”

Li Yao used his feet and shot out like a projectile, rushing between the garbage mountains, rushing to the smoke and dust, and rushing to the ”Garbage Ship No. 1327”!

Surrounded by crumbling mountains of garbage, underneath is a ”gurugulu” bubble-producing poisonous swamp. Li Yao is like the most agile monkey in the mountain forest. From time to time, he borrows some protruding parts on the garbage mountain, every time he pedals. It pops up tens of meters away, and the action is fluent and pleasing to the eye.

”Li Yao, you bastard, fighting for food with Lao Tzu again!”

At this moment, more than a dozen figures sprang out from behind several trash mountains, dressed like Li Yao, but they didn't wear his advanced blood red goggles and Lingzi watches.

These people are holding shovel and iron rod in their hands, and they are coming fiercely.

Like Li Yao, they all rely on ”No. 23 Special Garbage Disposal Ground” to feed on garbage bugs.

Where there is interest, there is struggle. The discarded magic weapon of a ship may be just **** for the high-ranking cultivators, but for the poor at the bottom, it is the hope of survival. Li Yao is the best magic weapon in the grave. The garbage bugs are naturally the thorn in the eyes of most garbage bugs and thorns in their flesh.

Li Yao didn't care, he laughed, his waist suddenly exerted strength, his body shape was weird, and he turned ninety degrees without warning, flashed away from an obese young man with a cross-brow and an angry face, and took advantage of his fat face. He stepped on a foot, and took advantage of this foot, and the whole person swept out another thirty or forty meters.

”Failong, everyone comes out and eats together, who is faster than you, you should lose weight!”