Waste, Two Hundred Years Old

Nineteen-year-old Chen Mo lived in the ruins of this city and only learned two things: digging through garbage, and not being eaten by garbage. Until that day, he found an immovable piece of junk in the cracks of the ancient battlefield - it had no legs, no pliers, and the shell was broken into seventeen pieces, and it lay there for a long, long time. It occasionally remembers that it was the top war machine of mankind two hundred years ago. It forgot why it was buried underground. One is a poor boy who was stepped on. One is an ancient machine that was smashed and reset. They should have died together in the ruins. But this time, two wastes forgotten by the world chose to save each other.