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He nodded obediently and moved aside so as not to block the door.

The two guards looked at each other and then said, "What's been happening at the Garbage Mountain lately?"

"The district head is probably away on a long trip; it'll take him at least two or three days to get back."

Bai Jing: "Mm."

Guard: "Master Bai... why don't you go back to your shack and wait?"

Bai Jing: "No need."

The two guards. "..." There was no way to persuade them anymore.

In fact, Old Madam Hu was at the very top of this office building, and she could see Bai Jing and Xiao Tong standing at the door through the glass window.

She didn't want to see them, so she had her subordinates tell her she was out on business.

Bai Jing had obviously guessed this, so she and Xiao Tong waited at the gate.

Old Madam Hu had two right-hand men, one named Cui Jiao and the other Chen San. At this moment, Chen San was talking to her about the land grabbing when Bai Jing and Xiao Tong came over.

Chen San asked, "Are we just going to leave it like this?"

Old Madam Hu was a woman around sixty years old. She was not tall, rather plump, with slightly yellow skin but not many wrinkles. Her long, narrow eyes were slightly lowered at the moment.

She had a neat short haircut and wore simple clothes. She was dressed like an ordinary woman who could be easily lost in a crowd. If Song Xiaozhu saw her, she would definitely be surprised: How did this square dancing auntie become a local tyrant!

It's not that I have any prejudice against square dancing aunties, but rather because of their warmth and the unexpectedness they evoked.

Old Madam Hu sat in a red, bouncy wheelchair. A milky-white kitten was nestled comfortably on her lap. She gently stroked the kitten's fur, a movement so light yet strangely unsettling.

Because her hands were like steel, as if she could crush a kitten into a pulp with just a little force.

"If they're willing to wait, then let them wait." As soon as Old Madam Hu spoke, the kitten jumped up as if startled, leaving her knees. She gently called to it, "Little Tiger, come here. It's Grandma's fault for hurting you."

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Song Xiaozhu had just left the Scavenger Community when Bai Jing returned, but they were going in different directions and there was no chance they would meet.

Before each trip, Song Xiaozhu would tidy up the shack neatly, leaving no unnecessary items. Firstly, she was afraid that Bai Jing would see it when he returned and arouse his suspicion; secondly, Bai Jing hadn't returned for so long that the rickety wooden door might not be able to stop the restless refugees.

Song Xiaozhu handed over all their earnings from the past few days to Qiu Shuyu, telling her to keep them close to her body.

The main reason is that the small box cannot hold non-synthetic materials, so it's safer for Qiu Shuyu to keep it.

Qiu Shuyu didn't mince words, replying decisively, "Don't worry, as long as I'm alive, it..."

They won't get lost.

Upon hearing this, Song Xiaozhu quickly said, "Don't think like that! Your life is the most important!"

She spoke from the bottom of her heart, and Qiu Shuyu's heart warmed as she listened.

Song Xiaozhu took two hoes and led Qiu Shuyu towards the deserted garbage area. Logically speaking, there should be a lot of scrap metal in the wasteland, so they could find all kinds of scrap metal without much effort.

However, there were also many people over there.

Qiu Shuyu was fine on her own, but Song Xiaozhu was like a walking pastry; everyone who saw her wanted to take a bite.

Moreover, there's the potential threat of the Shang family. Tian Man few days, bringing back news from time to time. Shang Dayuan has become increasingly frantic these days, no longer going to plunder wasteland, but instead taking his son-in-law and traversing the Garbage Mountain, searching everywhere for Shang Bao.

Shang Dayuan's wife was constantly in tears, wailing every day, "My son, my poor, miserable son!"

Song Xiaozhu had already asked Luo Liuzi about the search route, and after roughly knowing the route taken by Shang Dayuan and the others, she and Qiu Shuyu changed directions to scavenge.

They had already chosen a secluded spot, and then they ran into the crazed Shang Dayuan...

That could really kill someone.

After walking for about half an hour, the two finally arrived at a decent area. Song Xiaozhu rubbed her nose, feeling a bit itchy all over from the pungent chemical fumes.

She dared not scratch, fearing that scratching would leave her covered in large bumps.

Qiu Shuyu was completely unharmed. Holding the hoe, she said, "Step back a bit, I'll dig this clump of mud open."

Song Xiaozhu quickly retreated so as not to delay her from exerting her strength.

Qiu Shuyu is not only strong, but also knows how to use her strength skillfully. She was only wearing a short vest, and her exposed arms had clear muscle texture. They weren't the exaggerated kind of muscles, but rather tight, understated, and contained explosive power.

With a bang.

The hoe fell, easily shoveling away the rotten, sticky mud as if chopping vegetables or melons.

Song Xiaozhu watched with great envy.

She rubbed her limp arms, wondering how many years it would take her to achieve Qiu Shuyu's physique if she started exercising now.

Perhaps it was a difference in talent, but she never...

Well, anyway, everyone needs to have dreams. Once she has more free time, we must develop a rigorous training plan.

Even if she can't become as formidable as Qiu Shuyu, at least she won't be a pushover who can be easily crushed.

A loud bang, followed by the sound of shattering.

Song Xiaozhu snapped out of her daze and looked over, "What?"

Qiu Shuyu's eyes were filled with heartache. "The hoe... is cracked."

Song Xiaozhu wasn't heartbroken about the simple hoe; what she was curious about was what had caused the stone hoe to crack so suddenly.

Admittedly, stone hoes aren't very durable, but they shouldn't break down after only a few uses.

What's down there?

"It looks like a wrecked truck bed."

Song Xiaozhu curiously peeked over and looked at the deep pit that Qiu Shuyu had dug. It was filled with a pungent, fishy stench. Through the stench that seemed to be solid, she could vaguely see a rusty iron plate.

Iron plate!

Such a big piece!

Song Xiaozhu was initially delighted, but then sighed softly, "This... is too big."

Just as Qiu Shuyu guessed, it was a wrecked truck bed.