Wasteland Recycling Day

Three months before the end of the world, Li Yelai traveled back from the future. Others relied on the system to be reborn, while he relied on a head of future memories—and a DNA fiber from Source Zero stolen from the laboratory. Bandit leader? Use the secret of hiding his private money to conquer him. A swarm of mutated centipedes? Use your own blood as bait to attract monsters. A mysterious force coming from the city? Talk first and then negotiate the price. The information gap is the biggest weapon. From monopolizing water purification chemicals to uniting with wasteland forces to build water purification stations, he worked step by step in a desperate situation and repeatedly jumped between interests and the bottom line. He saves people, but also uses them; he shares profits, but also takes them for himself; he knows his opponents to the core while talking and laughing, but he will also erect a monument for a dead person he has never met. "In the wasteland, good people can't live long, and bad people can't sleep. I choose to live, and then I can sleep." Until that day, a heartbeat came from deep in the mine - exactly the same frequency as the black fiber in his arms. Three hundred meters underground, an iron door that had been sealed for ten years was being knocked from the inside.