Chapter 266: Universal Planting System (5)

The speed of a Flying Vehicle is truly fast!

Even for an ancient, obsolete model, a junkyard two kilometers away is reached in an instant.

If one were to walk there and back, it would not only waste one's legs but also waste time.

Thus, Xie Yang, who couldn't scrape together a hundred Star Coins to her name, listed "purchasing a fuel-free solar-powered super-speed Flying Vehicle" as the first thing she wanted to do once she became wealthy.

For now, it's better to be realistic—let's scavenge for junk first!

Arriving at the junkyard, Xie Yang was stunned: This is a junkyard? This is clearly a mountain of trash!

Countless varieties of industrial waste were stacked together like compressed biscuits, stretching beyond sight to the left and right, and reaching heights that couldn't be seen when looking up.

It wasn't particularly smelly, as it was industrial waste: there were broken Robots, Flying Vehicles, Light Brains, and the like; furniture and appliances that were outdated and unfashionable; as well as highly damaged industrial equipment that was difficult to repair with current technology, and so on.

Household waste had all been incinerated at high temperatures.

Because industrial waste is toxic and some of it is radioactive, incinerating it would produce high-level toxins, which is why they are thrown onto Garbage Star.

As long as it doesn't affect the environmental quality of Yilan Star, the people of Garbage Star can dispose of them however they please.

Therefore, these piles of trash have become the very existence that the people of Garbage Star rely on for survival.

As soon as Xie Ting arrived at the junkyard, he ran toward the small pieces of trash, familiar with the route.

Even if he discovered large items with recycling value, he couldn't drag them anyway.

But this time, just as he was about to bolt, he was scooped up by Xie Yang, who held him in her arms and stroked his light-gold fur: "Zai Zai, stay with Mom!"

Just kidding! She had gone through all that trouble to wash him clean, not to let him crawl through trash heaps.

Xie Ting looked at her blankly: "But Mom, Zai Zai can't drag the big ones."

Xie Yang replied with a smile: "Mom can drag them. From now on, Mom will handle dragging the scrap; Zai Zai just needs to stay by Mom's side and cheer Mom on."

Xie Ting couldn't help but open his mouth wide—it can be done like this?

"Of course!" Xie Yang said with a smile, "If you don't believe me, Zai Zai, shout 'Mom, go for it,' and Mom will pull that Robot out."

The little guy obediently shouted: "Mom, go for it!"

Xie Yang held the cub with one hand and grabbed the deformed, crushed discarded Robot with the other, pulling with all her might to drag (rescue) it from the very bottom layer where countless pieces of trash were stacked.

Xie Ting widened his eyes in disbelief, covering his mouth with his two furry little paws: "Wow!"

He had seen many people try their best to take this Robot away, but no one had succeeded.

Because it was pressed so tightly and was completely deformed, the Robot's arms and legs were intertwined and stacked with other trash; it was impossible to drag it out without moving the trash above it.

But as the frequency of trash being dumped from the Habitable Star increased, a new pile of trash would be thrown over before the one above could even be cleared.

Everyone said that this Robot would likely never see the light of day again.

Who would have thought it would be pulled out by his mom!

"Mom, you are so amazing!"

The little guy's long eyelashes blinked and blinked, and he couldn't help but lean close to Xie Yang and rub against her face.

Perhaps seeing that Xie Yang wasn't angry, he was extremely happy, snuggling blissfully in Xie Yang's arms without asking to get down to rummage through the trash again.

He wanted to continue cheering Mom on.

"Mom, go for it!"

"Mom, go for it!"

Xie Yang was amused: "Alright! With my treasure's cheering, Mom feels like she's become a superhero!"

She carried the little beast cub on her back and used both hands to exert force, pulling out an ergonomic chair with a broken leg with her left hand, digging out a rusted Tool Bench with her right, and even pulling a Game Helmet that looked like it belonged to a holographic pod from the spot where she had just pulled out the Robot.

Seeing this, the little guy squealed with excitement, his "Mom, go for it" chants becoming even more vigorous.

"Alright, that's it for today."

Xie Yang surveyed the results of today's scavenging:

A rusted Tool Bench, a chair with a broken leg, a dismantled Machine Tool, several metal plates of unknown material...

She planned to take the metal plates, the holographic helmet, the deformed Robot, and some spare parts that might come in handy back home.

The metal plates could be used to build a shelter or make furniture, and she would take the Robot and the helmet back to see if there was any possibility of repair.

The rest would all be sold to the Recycling Station in exchange for Star Coins.

Just as she was preparing to go home, she was blocked at the entrance of the junkyard by a group of fierce-looking gang members.

"Hey, put that Robot down! Our boss had his eye on that long ago! Who gave you permission to take it?"

Xie Yang looked up; the leader was a burly man who walked with his toes pointed outward, and the Anti-Radiation Suit he wore was a lightweight version, not something someone from Garbage Star could afford.

Seeing that Xie Yang didn't make a sound, the flat-topped lackey behind the bald man assumed she was scared and swaggered forward:

"That's right! Going against our Red Tiger Gang is not a smart choice."

As he spoke, he reached out to grab the Robot lying at Xie Yang's feet.

"Ouch—hiss! You little beast cub! How dare you bite me!"

Before Xie Yang could even move, the beast cub son in her arms darted out, knocked the flat-topped lackey over with his momentum, and bit his arm hard through his protective suit before jumping to the side, baring his teeth and glaring at him:

"Bad guy! Who told you to grab my mom's Robot! She found it! It's not yours!"

The flat-topped lackey was suddenly annoyed and humiliated; being countered by a little beast cub that didn't even reach his waist when standing upright in front of his boss and brothers, did he not have a reputation to maintain?

He gritted his teeth and climbed up from the ground, rolling up his sleeves as he bore down on the little guy: "If you've got guts, don't run! See if I don't beat you to death today, you non-human, non-beast thing!"

"Want to beat my son? Do you think I'm dead?"

Xie Yang's gaze turned cold; she grabbed his collar and gave him a forceful toss, throwing him directly behind the bald man's group.

"Red Worm Gang, is it? Trouble yourself to restrain your subordinates; don't just do such embarrassing and stupid things!"

"..."

Red, Red Worm Gang?

Damn it, they were clearly the Red Tiger Gang!

The burly bald man in the lead turned pale and then flushed.

"B-boss! This stinking wench called us bugs!"

The burly man turned his head and glared at the underling babbling beside him: "I'm not deaf!"

He then waved his hand: "Get her for me! I don't just want the Robot, I want that stinking wench too!"

Although she was wearing a protective mask and her face could not be seen clearly, her graceful figure was enough to make one's heart flutter even through the Anti-Radiation Suit.

He hadn't had any release in a long time; he didn't care if her face was beautiful or not, or if she was already married with children—here, he, the boss of the Red Tiger Gang, was the law!

"Bang!"

"Ouch, which bastard..."

"Your great-aunt!"

Xie Yang picked up a broken metal table leg pulled from a pile of trash and smashed it down over his head.

"Stop! You stinking wench, stop!"

"Call me great-aunt!"

"Stink... Awooo!"

Xie Yang didn't care what it was; she picked up whatever was at hand and smashed it down.

Isn't it said that whoever has the biggest fist is the boss?

Could she compete for this position?