Galactic Garbage Station

Su Zheng ran to the next floor and entered the overtime garbage station. As always, a vortex appeared over the garbage station, and a lot of garbage was dumped. Due to the special magnetic field action of the garbage station, they are all suspended in mid-air and then classified into piles. After a while, the garbage stopped dumping and the whirlpool slowly disappeared, and this time no conversation was heard in the whirlpool.

Su Qian first swept through all the garbage, noticed that there were many ancient clothes in the fabric pile, and that there were many pieces of ruined, rotten, old-fashioned furniture in the wooden pile, which seemed to be garbage from ancient time and space.

Su Zheng came to a small pile of garbage and saw only weeds, beetles, earthworms and so on. Apparently, this pile was classified as biological. Su Zheng looked at it roughly and could directly recognize some common weeds and common worms. Some of them could not be called names. It doesn't look special. Su Xiao asked the little raccoon to grab some mice and let them eat and see, and they didn't react.

Without seeing the surprise, Su Xiao was inevitably somewhat disappointed. Before, he was more worried about large creatures, but now he has some expectations. Especially with the hope of coming some fierce beasts. First, the garbage station now has a space barrier. Unless it has the ability to break space, the powerful warcraft beasts will not be able to break out. Su Xuan does not even have to rely on his own ability to send them directly into a common space and imprison them. Second, with Su Xuan's exploration of the Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva Scripture, he imprinted on the view of Dawei Tianlong Bodhisattva and Dragon Xiangfa. However, when practicing the dragon elephant seal, Su Zheng clearly felt that his body was undernourished and difficult to reach.

The practitioners of Yanggod's space-time are not eating ordinary foods, a variety of special nutritionally rich rice, psychotropic drugs, treasures, etc. Ordinary foods are simply difficult to maintain their bodies, the more they cultivate, the more they need to supplement their nutrition.

Su Zheng supplements nutrition, initially relying on warcraft meat, later relying on jade toothfish, spiritual stone fragments, sources, ginseng, etc. are too few, can only be used as auxiliary. But as the body grows, the toothfish can no longer be satisfied. Eating the toothfish can barely keep the body from regressing, and cannot grow further. Therefore, Su Zheng hopes to get more powerful warcraft and vicious beasts. The more powerful warcraft and vicious beasts are, the more nutritious the flesh is.

Su Jing put these weed worms and other creatures together and ignored them for the time being.

He walked to a pile of paper trash next to him and picked up a piece of paper to watch. The first thing he noticed was that some of the paintings on the paper were more than three meters tall and fat monsters, there were giant dragons that could spark fire, and there were tall tree people... Su Zheng thought, if these were not random paintings, then the trash would probably come from time and space, Western phantom.

However, after a while, most of the scrap paper was covered in chaotic content, with torn love letters, random handwritten copies, broken books and no valuable clues.

“What is this?” Su Zheng picked up a piece of broken waste paper. The words on it were dense and numb. He swept past it and couldn't help but look slightly. Because what it says is, it's a process, a process about malt. Su Zheng took a closer look and found that this should be the way to make malt beer, but the bottom half of the paper is rotten, so only half the process.

“This malt beer process, it looks complicated, and some of these processes, how come it looks so strange, I've never seen such a brewer, so sure to make a good wine?” Su Xin was somewhat curious and called the mouse to help repair the paper.

“Hopefully the second half of the paper is in this pile of garbage too.” Su Xin prayed in his heart that if the second half of the paper was not in this pile of scrap paper, but in space-time from this pile of garbage, the ability of the white mouse could not be repaired. If in this pile of scrap paper, even if it rots, it's a good idea.

There was a shadow behind the mouse, the shadow claws pressed against the waste paper, then from the waste paper pile, a tiny bit of debris floated, gathered beneath the waste paper, the waste paper repaired little by little. In this scene, Su Zheng's eyes were slightly brightened and relieved. Less than half a minute later, the whole piece of waste paper recovered intact, and the process on it was intact.

Su Zheng searched the Internet for a way to make malt beer. Although he could not find some exclusive recipes, the general method is still available online. By contrast, the process on this scrap paper became more and more strange.

“Such a strange malt beer process, would you like to try it?” Su Zheng felt a little itchy and wanted to try it. If it was good, it would be like inventing a secret wine recipe. When he thought about it, he made a phone call and asked someone to send him the best beer malt. Then, according to the brewing process on the scrap paper, the first process was done, the next process would take three days, and the complete brewing would take two or three months.

So, not in a hurry. Su Zheng continued to tidy up the garbage. After a while, he found a bunch of pieces of broken shapes, some strange things. They were also paper-based. They were generally long cylindrical. Some were like a rocket, some had extra wings like a dragon, and there was a stick attached underneath them... They looked like paper dolls, but the shapes were very ordinary, even if they weren't broken, they didn't have much appreciation value.

“Hmm?” Su Xiao was surprised to find that there was a thread beneath these paper dolls, where they intersected the sticks, and looked closely at it as if it were a fire line. Su Zheng thought about it, cut down a small section, released the magic of fire, suddenly a flame appeared at his fingertips, dotted on the lead, the lead suddenly burned nourishingly, obviously the ignition line.

“What the hell is this?” Su Zheng looked over and over at these paper toys connected to the ignition line and finally dared to speculate, "Are these signal bombs, ancient ones? ”

Su Zheng wanted to try it, but they all looked broken and rotten. I'm afraid even if it was a flare, it wouldn't necessarily fly. So, call the mouse the ability to use it, fix it all up, fix it up, and it looks more like a flare.

After taking the "flare", there is still a lot of scrap paper underneath, but most of it is rotten, some of it is still wet, paper is thrown in the trash pile, rotting is inevitable. In the past, Su Xiao could only give them up, but now there is a white mouse. Let Su Xiao continue to fix it. Perhaps it has valuable information. Experience has shown that text image information not only helps to infer the origin of spam, but is often of particular use.

Su Xin himself picked up a "flare" and took out the garbage station, ready to put a verification on the beach. However, she had just left the floor and found her sister Soya returning with Tang Whispering and another guest.