After her greasy boss invites her to yet another "heart-to-heart," twenty-five-year-old Su He finally smacks her employee ID into his face. Unemployed? No problem. A job at an interworld junkyard drops right into her lap: a monthly salary of 20,000, two missions a month, no educational requirements, and full social insurance and housing fund benefits. I'm in. If even a dog wouldn't do it, I'll do it.
Only when she first steps into the junkyard does she understand what "the gap between worlds" really means. Mountains of pink-skinned pigs give off an enticing meaty aroma. Half-rotten "mutant fruit" reveals glistening, amber-like flesh when peeled. And spices that vanished from Blue Star thousands of years ago are dumped here by the basketful as waste.
This isn't a junkyard. It's a treasure trove. Su He quietly opens her portable storage space and starts "scavenging." Back on Blue Star, top-grade ingredients sweep the market. Getting rich overnight is just the beginning.
But the places where she has to clear junk are getting stranger and stranger. Instance worlds? As a junkyard employee, she's immune to harm? Isn't this just a company-paid vacation? So why does she keep running into that man in military uniform? Lu Yan: You scavenge your junk, and I'll pursue my wife.
I just read a little bit, and I feel that it is not a garbage collector. The garbage collector should ask you to clean up all the garbage. Instead of just picking up the garbage and leaving it, you should have your own machine specifically for recycling and processing garbage. Put the useful garbage in your own space. This is work, not picking up the leaks, only picking up the good ones.
No pay for resigning?
There is a lot missing from the back of Chapter 8!
It's a good book, you can read it when you're bored (don't use your brain🧠)
A very nice book
A bit AI-like