The years I spent picking up garbage to eat in another world

Waiting for Old Hawke and the others to leave, Xiao Yang started to do his own business.

Just kidding, who would follow that dark old guy? Xiao Yang came here for a purpose.

Simply put, he had been persuaded by Old Hawke and had the urge to escape.

Now the Kra City side is strong, well-equipped, well-trained, and has many high-level psychics.

On the other hand, there is only him, a second-level psychic, and there are not many first-level evolvers in Kerr Town, and the scavengers are also scattered.

The contrast is too obvious, and there is no chance of winning.

Even if Xiao Yang uses some tricks to kill a few leaders of the other side, the remaining people are still enough to deal with them.

He, Xiao, is not made of iron.

The other side is not Moore Town, with only a few pistols, and there may be some powerful hot weapons. Xiao Yang can't even withstand pistol bullets now.

Therefore, it is best to pack up everything you can get in front of you, and then run away when you see the opportunity is not good. As for why he came to the Fox Demon No. 1 garbage point in the middle of the night, it was naturally for those lovely devil worm feces.

Xiao Yang carefully pulled out a yellow talisman paper from his arms, with a painful look on his face.

"The only ground talisman, alas, plans can't keep up with changes."

The ground talisman was pasted on his forehead, and he felt as if he had established a mysterious connection with the earth and became a part of the soil. With a thought, he gradually sank into the ground.

The underground world was dark.

The power of the ground talisman formed a spherical protective layer around Xiao Yang, constantly pushing away the surrounding soil. This experience was quite strange. Xiao Yang felt like he was driving a bubble to travel underwater.

Because the Fox Demon No. 1 garbage point erupted in a gully terrain formed by garbage, all the golden kelas were buried at the bottom of the valley, and the ground talisman could not pass through the garbage dump.

So he had to use the ground talisman to sneak into the mud layer below the bottom of the valley from the outside and collect them one by one.

The ground-walking talisman moved forward very quickly, and Xiao Yang soon arrived at the bottom of the original Jinkela transport convoy.

He controlled the ground-walking talisman to slowly float up, and saw rotten wooden boards, wheels and other debris one after another. Based on these clues, he found a scattered snakeskin bag.

A long-lost stench entered his nasal cavity. There was no doubt that it was filled with Jinkela, the feces of the devil worm.

Using the same operation method, Xiao Yang picked up four or five such snakeskin bags, all of which he put into the bottle.

"Huh? Strange, why are there so many tree roots?"

As Xiao Yang moved forward, some strange tree roots appeared in his field of vision. And the closer he moved to the center, the denser these tree roots were.

The winding tree roots were very thick, some as thick as a bowl, and some stronger than a waist, which caused a lot of trouble for the collection work.

"Could this area have been a forest before?"

He activated his supernatural power to perceive carefully.

In the dark field of vision, the light green tree roots were buried in the soil like blood vessels, exuding vigorous vitality.

These tree roots are still alive!

Xiao Yang followed the direction of the root growth and a huge green fireball appeared in his perception field of vision, emitting surging vitality, like a sun.

"Not good!"

Xiao Yang opened his eyes suddenly and looked at a thick tree root in front of him in horror.

The tree root twisted and twisted, and it stabbed like a python.

"Bad luck!"

Xiao Yang, a poor boy, quickly raised his knife to block it.

It was a pity that the tree root was very hard. Even with Xiao Yang's second-level ability, he couldn't cut it off and was repelled dozens of meters.

But what was worse was that in his ability field of vision, a large area of ​​roots was extending towards this side, like a shark smelling blood.

"Damn it! What the hell is this!"

The speed of the tree roots was very fast, and they surrounded him in an instant.

Xiao Yang dodged desperately, and kept swimming in the gaps between these tree roots, as if dancing in the wilderness.

"This won't work!"

He avoided the entanglement of a section of the tree roots and threw his hands backwards.

But he only heard a "puff", as if someone farted through long johns.

The detonating talisman had no effect in the soil!

"Damn it!"

In the underground environment, Xiao Yang could not use many of his methods.

The diluted Void Tears could not be controlled. If he poured it out to deal with such a giant monster underground, he might be drowned first.

The Ninjutsu Scroll could not be used either, which was no different from self-destruction...

Xiao Yang calculated it and found that everything was useless in such an environment.

However, after just a few seconds of thinking, a large number of tree roots had surrounded him layer by layer, followed by a crazy entanglement.

Xiao Yang waved his knife desperately to resist, cutting out pieces of wood chips.

However, this resistance was like an ant trying to shake a tree, not symmetrical at all.

The next second, a large number of tree roots submerged him.

The tree roots tightened suddenly, like a poisonous snake entangled a mouse that had entered a hole, strangling his bones all over his body to creak.

The sudden and huge pressure made him unable to resist, and his eyes went dark and he fell into dizziness.

He just instinctively stretched his neck forward, making a hoarse sound, like a drowning prisoner, hoping that someone could hear his cry for help.

Unfortunately, he was the only one here.

Gaga.

Xiao Yang's face had turned purple and his eyes were bloodshot.

As the last bit of air in his lungs was squeezed out, his consciousness gradually blurred, leaving only scattered thoughts.

Am I going to die?

The lack of oxygen in the brain caused Xiao Yang to hallucinate, and scenes of his experience flashed before his eyes.

Boring.

A life without any interest, a rubbish-like existence, a miserable waste.

So, is this why I traveled here?

Like a piece of rubbish, go where it should go.

The consciousness continued to be scattered.

Tired, so be it.

Why was I a little unwilling.

What was it?

It was strange that the last picture Xiao Yang saw was Mary.

No, I seem to be a virgin!!

Damn, I am still a virgin!

Then I can't die!

Boom, a thought exploded, and there seemed to be an awakening in the dark.

"Cough, cough!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and Xiao Yang's drooping head suddenly lifted up, and his bloodshot eyes made him look a little crazy.

"If you want me to die, don't... think about it!"

"Life, life... sucking."