Yu Xiaogang Eats Garbage

"Get lost, get lost, get lost!"

"Don't stand here and ruin my business! You reek—what bad luck! If you don't leave, I'll chase you off with a stick!"

The owner impatiently waved his hand as though swatting away a fly, his tone dripping with disgust.

Yu Xiaogang staggered back several steps.

A chill crept up his spine, colder than the late autumn wind, colder than the wall behind the dumpster.

Looking at the disgust in the breakfast shop owner and his wife's eyes, looking at the passersby on the street pointing and whispering.

In all of vast Spirit City, there was not even a sliver of space for him.

This place really did seem like hell!

"People like you are doomed to never get rich! You don't have a shred of kindness!"

"There are still plenty of good people in this world! If you won't give me anything, someone else will!"

Though Yu Xiaogang was furious, he still cursed back indignantly, trying to defend his pitiful self-respect.

Yu Xiaogang left, carrying with him the idea of finding a kind-hearted person!

Yet in the time that followed, he did not encounter a single so-called kind-hearted person.

All that greeted him was disdain! Disgust!

The setting sun dyed the entire sky a vivid orange-red, like a masterpiece created after a palette had been overturned.

Yu Xiaogang dragged his heavy legs through the streets without purpose, every step seeming to drain every ounce of strength from his body.

He had gone an entire day without food. It felt as if a raging fire were burning wildly in his stomach.

Wave after wave of sharp cramps crashed over him like surging tides, each spasm a merciless torment and mockery.

Yu Xiaogang unsteadily shuffled past a dumpster beneath an apartment building.

Just then, a couple