Section 1

As the name suggests, it is used for the disposal of waste. With the continuous advancement of science, and following the advent of the great aviation era, human life has undergone a fundamental transformation. A comfortable and pressure-free lifestyle has emerged, alleviating the previously tense energy and ecological issues due to the rapid expansion of humanity. The discovery of new celestial bodies and the maturation of interstellar development technologies have made human life increasingly fast-paced and humane, yet this has also led to a rapid increase in various types of waste. The cost of recycling this waste is prohibitively high; however, if left unchecked, it would severely impact the living environment of residents, causing widespread discontent among the local population. Consequently, many countries have begun transporting large amounts of waste to these waste planets. These waste planets are either devoid of mining value or have been completely depleted of resources. Since these planets are uninhabited, they have become ideal locations for waste disposal. These waste planets are either devoid of mining value or have been completely depleted of resources. Since these planets are uninhabited, they have become ideal locations for waste disposal

Ye Zhong carefully adjusted Winnie’s speed to 80 percent of its maximum, allowing for a high velocity while still providing room for maneuvering

Ye Zhong was startled, suddenly jumping up and shouting, "Who is it? Come out!" His hawk-like eyes narrowed sharply as he cautiously surveyed his surroundings, his hand stealthily reaching for the dagger tied to his leg

At 3:55 PM, almost in the same second, Ye Chong shot out of the house like an arrow released from its bow. Time was incredibly precious to Ye Chong. The location where the unmanned garbage ship was dumping was half an hour's journey from his home, which meant that Ye Chong would spend an hour on the road, leaving him with less than an hour and a half to search for goods.

After encountering five bloodthirsty mice and successfully escaping after a fierce battle, Ye Chong began to consciously train his combat skills. Ever since he first tasted fresh mouse meat, he has lost all interest in the organic liquid food produced by the food machine.

This light armor was acquired by my godfather. Originally, it was an ordinary civilian model, but after numerous modifications by my father, it has undergone a complete transformation. According to my father, in the outside world, light armor is almost ubiquitous, with nearly one unit per person. However, due to its high recycling rate, finding one or two pieces on the garbage planet www.hetushu.com is only possible if you are extremely lucky. Under my godfather's influence, Ye Chong developed a strong interest in light armor, and my father generously shared his knowledge, often engaging in passionate discussions with him around the old, worn-out light computer at home. This light armor has been named Winnie, and according to my godfather, Winnie is a classic model of light armor engine.

A slate-gray light armor appeared before Ye Chong, who habitually muttered to himself, "It would be great if I could find a brain control receiver this time; voice control is just terrible." As he spoke, he nimbly flipped into the cockpit

Although the Garbage Planet is unsuitable for human habitation, it is undoubtedly a paradise for mutated organisms. The harsh environment has a negligible impact on the survival capabilities of these resilient mutated beings. This place is rich in resources—garbage—where creatures like the hundred-mouthed rat can consume almost anything as food, allowing them to proliferate at an astonishing rate on this Garbage Planet

Ye Chong surveyed the surroundings where mutated creatures might appear, muttering to himself: "Old man, you must perform well today; I haven't seen anything fresh in a long time! Come on... come on..." Ye Chong couldn't help but hum a little tune. On this desolate garbage planet, where he was the only one present, he could not be certain that he would still be able to speak if he remained silent for too long. Although there was no one here to converse with him, talking to himself had become a habit.

Ye Zhong's expression was remarkably calm, yet his slightly tensed body revealed that he was in a state of high alert

Ye Chong's home is located within a garbage mountain, and the only way out is a large crack less than four meters wide. The protruding metal beams from the outside make this path appear fraught with danger

The journey was uneventful, and Ye Chong arrived at his destination smoothly. The endless expanse of garbage stretched on, but it was evident that several large areas were newer than others; this was Ye Chong's objective this time.

Although my father is exceptionally skilled in mechanics, he is truly inept when it comes to optical brains

This place will not be like other undeveloped virgin territories, where many hunters venture into dangerous and risky situations. There is absolutely no hunter in this world willing to stay in such a place, even for a second. Without the hunters, the mutated creatures lack their greatest enemy.

At 3:42 PM Fal time, Ye Chong knew that in another thirteen minutes, the outside temperature would reach the most suitable level for going out within the day, and this would conclude at 6:17 PM Fal time. During other time periods, the outside environment is either scorching hot like a furnace or as cold as a harsh winter.

A bizarre scene has unfolded

Adjust to alert status! Ye Chong issued the order to Winnie. He then carefully examined the scan images generated by the optical brain, where several bright red spots stood out prominently. Ye Chong couldn't help but feel greatly excited; it seemed that this time he would not return empty-handed.

Are you sure? This voice seems somewhat uncertain

"So sharp!" Ye Chong said with slight surprise, "This thing isn't meant to be a hidden weapon, is it?" Ye Chong looked at the droplet of blood hanging from the blade that had cut his thumb.

If there are no unforeseen circumstances, last night should have been the time for the garbage ship to dispose of its waste. Ye Chong is considering going out today to see if he can find some new goods. The food at home is temporarily sufficient; there is still more than half of the hundred-eating rats he hunted last time left uneaten, and there is no fear of food shortage within three days. Moreover, there is a considerable amount of organic liquid food at home, but its taste is indeed far inferior to fresh meat, resembling chewing wax. Ye Chong has not eaten this stuff for a long time.

Ye Chong's speed showed no signs of diminishing; his legs were filled with explosive power, allowing him to cover great distances with each step. Perhaps his movements now resembled those of a certain primate, exhibiting a level of agility that was astonishing. However, there would be no one else on the garbage planet, and this remarkable scene was one that Ye Chong could only enjoy alone.

Ye Zhong now feels somewhat constrained while operating the light armor

The blood-sucking pendant emitted a faint buzzing sound, and the curved blades around it suddenly retracted into the pendant's interior, revealing a surface adorned with patterns resembling some mysterious totem that began to move. This pendant resembled a machine that had suddenly come to life, with the drop of blood from Ye Zhong serving as the catalyst.

It is a pity that Winnie is simply too outdated. Even with modifications, the lack of quality components and, more importantly, the absence of good tools have limited the capabilities of Winnie to their utmost. The most critical issue is that Winnie's optical brain is exceedingly outdated.

Garbage Star 12 is a waste planet located in the Fal Star Region

Under the gray, overcast sky, mountains formed by various piles of garbage stretch endlessly, silent as void, devoid of any vitality. The cold metallic wreckage emanates a characteristic chill of metal, yet the dust covering it obscures its original brilliance. Only a small, occasionally exposed patch of uncorroded surface serves as a reminder of its former splendor.

Ye Zhong did not continue to run forward, but instead used his right index finger to gently rub the inconspicuous black metal ring worn on his left middle finger, and with a soft call, said: "Winnie"

Ye Zhong moved like an agile beast, weaving and leaping through the narrow gaps among the chaotic piles of garbage without a hint of obstruction. He was intimately familiar with the terrain of this area, confident that even with his eyes closed, he would never go astray

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When mentioning this light armor, one cannot help but talk about a person, and that is Ye Chong's godfather. Ye Chong only knows that his godfather is named Gao Shichang, and he is unaware of anything else. According to his godfather, he was originally the only person on this garbage planet, but one day he suddenly discovered Ye Chong, whose name was written on him. As for how his godfather ended up on this garbage planet and what he did before, he has never discussed it.

The scan is complete! This phrase was undoubtedly music to Ye Chong's ears, and he let out a long sigh of relief.

This desolate garbage planet is widely believed to be devoid of human existence due to its harsh environment, lacking water, food, and everything else necessary for human survival. The only thing found here is one thing—garbage

Ye Zhong murmured, "What is this? Such a strange material!"

It is precisely with the aid of these advanced electronic eyes that Ye Chong has escaped from danger multiple times

Ye Zhong exerted a sudden force with his legs, leaping into the air. As his upward momentum began to wane, he grasped a titanium rod suspended in midair, his body twisting as he performed several flips before landing steadily on the surface of the garbage mound

Ye Chong looked up at the old-fashioned point needle clock on the wall. He had picked it up three years ago from the foot of a garbage mountain located ten kilometers away. At that time, both this clock and the touch-sensitive sensor of the book had been damaged. Ye Chong spent a week repairing it, and it replaced the even older pendulum clock that used to hang on the wall.

A voice suddenly appeared in Ye Chong's mind: "Double proton test completed, brain waves matched, brain waves locked!"

In the garbage heap, Ye Zhong angrily spat out the sand that had fallen into his mouth through the gaps in his armor.

The thumb gently brushed over the curved blade, yet a tiny scar left Ye Chong with no sensation; it was only when a drop of blood welled up that Ye Chong felt a slight pain

Although Winnie has aged, she remains Ye Chong's only choice until a new light armor is found

Scanning begins! Winnie’s voice was calm and unhurried, carrying a hint of age. Ye Chong thought helplessly, yet his eyes were alertly scanning the surroundings. There was no other choice; once Winnie started using the electronic eye for holographic scanning, all other activities would cease. Ye Chong speculated that it might be due to the outdated optical brain, leaving him entirely responsible for vigilance.

The only relatively advanced feature on Winnie is its electronic eye. When Ye Chong picked it up and took it back to ask his godfather, even the godfather did not know what model it was, only speculating that it might be a new model released in recent years. After all, he had been stranded on the garbage planet for several decades, and he could hardly imagine the extent of development outside.

Damn it! There isn't a single useful item, my goodness, could I really be this unlucky? Ye Chong lamented, the excitement from earlier had long since vanished. After searching so many places, all he found were utterly useless things. Now, only the last location remained, and it was the smallest target. Considering its size, Ye Chong couldn't fathom what such a large object could possibly be used for, but adhering to the principle of better to make a mistake than to miss an opportunity, he plunged headfirst into the mountain of garbage.

Unlike his father, who only enjoys the fun of modifications, Ye Chong seems to possess an innate intuition and sensitivity when it comes to piloting the light armor. Therefore, Winnie has always been the one to let Ye Chong take the controls. His godfather has also mentioned that Ye Chong might become an excellent master in the future

Father once said, any light armor's engine is its heart, while the light brain is its soul

The wind howled past his ears, and Ye Zhong was quite content to enjoy this speed and the thrill of the books. However, he remained alert and cautious of his surroundings; to survive on the garbage planet, he had to fight against various mutated creatures that could appear at any moment.

If it were not for Winnie, Ye Chong might not have survived to this day. At the very least, Ye Chong is certain that without piloting the light armor, he would absolutely be no match for more than two Blood-Biting Mice. However, the Blood-Biting Mice have never come out in fewer than five. On the Garbage Star, being at a disadvantage means one could die at any moment, and the rules of survival of the fittest are vividly manifested here.

This appears to be a metal pendant, exuding a dark metallic luster, measuring only the size of three fingernails. The overall shape is circular, with curved blades surrounding it. The surface is densely covered with many peculiar patterns, seemingly chaotic, yet as if there is some underlying order to be discerned. Unfortunately, a small portion is missing, and several of the blades bear signs of breakage, indicating that this is a defective item

After a long period of practical experience, Ye Zhong is no longer the same as the former Amon. On the garbage planet, apart from a few terrifying and ferocious creatures that Ye Zhong dares not approach, other beings no longer pose a threat to him. However, it is precisely these creatures that could lead to his demise at any moment if Ye Zhong were to let his guard down.

Ye Zhong reclined partially in the chair, chewing on the freshly roasted rat meat while toying with the only prize he had obtained today

The strange occurrences seem to show no signs of stopping whatsoever

Ye Zhong's expression is completely blank now

That sharp blade suddenly absorbed the blood droplets cleanly as if it were a sponge. A metal that can absorb blood? Ye Chong was taken aback. Indeed, he had just touched it; it was definitely metal! Ye Chong could guarantee that the scene he had just witnessed was no illusion

Winnie stands approximately 10 meters tall, similar to an ordinary humanoid exoskeleton. Its robust armor, thick arms, and even sturdier legs make Winnie resemble a chunk of iron, while its bald head adds a touch of absurdity. Due to the passage of time, the surface of the exoskeleton appears dull and lackluster, yet the sharply arranged, chaotic spikes on its rounded shoulders and knee joints exude a certain ferocity. Winnie is covered in various scars, including claw marks and bite marks, which are quite shocking. Despite the wear of time, the surface of the exoskeleton remains spotless, indicating that Ye Zhong takes great care of it.

But is this garbage planet really as lifeless as it appears on the surface