When people are killed, they die.
When people die, they rot.
So the essence of humanity is junk.
Xia Ye had graduated and was running all over the place when her parents sent her a graduation gift.
"Ye Ye, congratulations on graduating from college. The sports car outside is your graduation present. Actually, there's something you don't know. Our family has a business passed down through the generations..."
The rest didn't matter anymore. Xia Ye excitedly rushed to the university gates, where a shiny three-wheeled cart was waiting for her to sign for it.
Its bright red paint gleamed in the sunlight: Junk wanted, fifty cents per jin.
Xia Ye: "..."
Well, who would've thought that this tricycle she couldn't get rid of was actually a System from another dimension? With its help, maybe she could still reach the pinnacle of life?
Just thinking about it made her a little excited~
But why was all the junk the System asked her to collect so strange?
A TV that wailed like a ghost, a doll dancing on the bedside table, a parking lot that screamed in the middle of the night, a humpback whale swimming on a rooftop...
Xia Ye was fishing for junk in the river when she hooked a rather handsome "river creature." The internet-famous Taoist priest, with millions of followers, protested, "Miss, I'm exorcising evil spirits. You're making this very difficult for me."
Xia Ye kicked him back into the river. These days, even junk had people fighting over it!
(Screenshot taken 2024.01.03)
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