Junk Star No. 12 is a junk planet in the Farr Star Territory.
As the name suggests, it is used to place garbage. With the continuous development of science and the entry into the age of aviation, human life has fundamentally changed, leading to a comfortable and stress-free life. The originally tense energy and ecological issues have been alleviated due to the rapid expansion of mankind. The discovery of new stars one after another and the maturity of interstellar development technology have made human life faster and more humane. However, this has been accompanied by the rapid increase of various types of garbage. The cost of reusing this waste is too high, but if it is left unchecked, it will have a very bad impact on the residents' living environment, causing local residents to complain. So various countries transport large amounts of garbage to these garbage stars. These garbage stars are either planets with no mining value, or useless planets that have been exhausted. These planets are uninhabited, so they make perfect places for garbage.
Under the gray sky, there are endless mountains made of piles of garbage. They are as silent as nothingness, without a trace of life. The cold metal debris exudes the unique chill of metal, but the dust on it obscures its original brilliance. Only a small piece of rust-free skin occasionally exposed will remind people of its past glory.
Almost everyone thinks that there will be no human beings on this lifeless garbage planet. Because of such a harsh environment, there is no water, no food, and everything that humans need is not available here. There's only one thing here - garbage!
But is this junk planet really as lifeless as its surface
Ye Zhong raised his head and glanced at the old-fashioned point-and-point watch on the wall. He picked it up from the foot of a garbage mountain ten kilometers away from here three years ago. At that time, the point-touch shock sensor of the watch was damaged. It took a week to repair it, and it also obsolete the older pendulum clock that had been hanging on the wall.
It was three forty-two Farr time. Ye Zhong knew that in another thirteen minutes, the temperature outside would reach the most suitable temperature for going out in a day, and this time would end at six seventeenth Farr time. At other times, it's either oven-hot or winter-cold outside.
If nothing unexpected happened, last night should have been the time for garbage dumping. Ye Zhong considered going out today to see if he could find some new goods. There is no shortage of food at home for the time being, and more than half of the White Rats we hunted last time have not been eaten, so there is no risk of food shortage within three days. What's more, there is a decent amount of organic liquid food at home, but the taste is far inferior to that of fresh meat. It tastes like chewing gum. Ye Chong has not eaten this for a long time.
It was three fifty-five on Farr time. Almost at the same second, Ye Zhong rushed out of the house like an arrow from a string. Time was too precious for Ye Chong. The place where the unmanned garbage ship dumped this time was half an hour away from Ye Chong's home. In other words, Ye Chong spent an hour on the road, and the remaining time for him to look for goods was less than an hour and a half.
Ye Chong was like an agile beast, jumping through the narrow gaps among the messy garbage without any hindrance. Ye Zhong knew the topography of this area very well, and he believed that he would never go wrong even if he closed his eyes.
The wind in front of him whistled in his ears, and Ye Zhong enjoyed the pleasure of this speed very comfortably. But he is still vigilant and careful about the surrounding situation. If he wants to survive on the garbage planet, he has to fight against all kinds of mutated creatures that may appear at any time.
Although the garbage star is not suitable for human survival, it is undoubtedly a paradise for mutant creatures. The harsh environment here has minimal impact on the mutant creatures with extremely strong survivability. There are abundant resources here—garbage. Creatures like the Hundred Rats feed on almost everything, so in this garbage planet, they are growing at an alarming rate.
This place will not be like other undeveloped virgin planets where many masters will take risks. No master in this world is willing to stay in such a place for even a second. Without the hunting of the masters, the mutated creatures would lack their greatest enemy.
Ye Chong's home is inside a garbage mountain, and leading to the outside is a large crack less than four meters wide. Metal branches protruding from time to time make the road look dangerous.
Ye Zhong's speed has not slowed down at all. His legs are full of explosive power, and each step will take him a long way. Perhaps his current movements are more like some kind of ape, incredibly agile. But there won't be anyone else on the Junk Planet, so Ye Zhong can only enjoy this amazing scene by himself.
Ye Zhong suddenly exerted force on his legs and jumped into the air. When his upward momentum was about to end, he grabbed a titanium metal pole lying in the air, swung his body, did a few somersaults, and landed firmly on the garbage mountain. s surface.
Ye Chong did not continue to run forward, but used the index finger of his right hand to rub an inconspicuous black metal bracelet worn on the middle finger of Guan's left hand, and shouted softly: "Winnie!"
A blue-gray light armor appeared in front of Ye Zhong. Ye Zhong muttered to himself habitually: "I wish I could find a brain-controlled receiver this time. Voice control is really bad." He spoke dexterously. Tumble into the cockpit.
Winnie is about ten meters tall like an ordinary humanoid light armor. His thick armor body, thick arms, and even thicker legs make Winnie look more like a lump of iron, and his bald head looks a bit funny. . Due to the passage of time, the surface of the light armor is dull and dull, but the sharp barbs arranged in an orderly manner on the round shoulders and knee joints reveal a bit of ruthlessness. Winnie's body is covered with various scars, including claw marks and tooth marks, which are shocking. But it was obviously well maintained and the entire surface of the light armor was spotless. It was obvious that Ye Zhong loved it very much.
If it weren't for Winnie, Ye Zhong might not be alive now. At least Ye Zhong is convinced that if he doesn't pilot a light armor, he will never be able to defeat more than two White-Eating Rats, but there are never less than five White-Eating Rats out and about. . On the garbage planet, weakness means death at any time. The natural law of survival of the fittest and the elimination of the weak is clearly reflected here.
When it comes to this light armor, one person has to be mentioned, and that is Ye Chong's godfather. Ye Chong only knew that his godfather's name was Gao Shichang, but he didn't know anything else. According to the godfather, he was originally the only one on the garbage planet, but one day he suddenly found Ye Chong with the word Ye Chong written on his body. As for how his godfather got to this junk star and what he did before, his godfather never talks about it.
This piece of light armor was bought by my godfather. This was originally an ordinary civilian mech, but after being modified one after another by my father, it had long been changed beyond recognition. According to Dad, in the outside world, everyone has one mech armor, but because of its extremely high recycling rate, you have to be very lucky to find one or two pieces on the junk planet. Under the influence of his godfather, Ye Chong developed a keen interest in optical armor. His father also taught him everything he could, and the two often had heated discussions around the old optical brain at home. This light armor is named Winnie. According to the godfather, Winnie is a classic and old light armor engine.
Unlike his father who only enjoys the fun of modification, Ye Zhong seems to have innate intuition and sensitivity in driving light armor. Therefore, Winnie has always been driven by Ye Chonglai. His godfather also said that Ye Zhong might become an excellent master in the future.
After encountering five White-Eating Rats and successfully escaping after a fierce battle, Ye Zhong began to consciously practice his actual combat skills. Ever since he ate fresh rat meat for the first time, he was no longer interested in the organic liquid food coming out of the food machine.
After a long period of actual combat, Ye Zhong was no longer the Amon he used to be. Except for a few terrifying and ferocious creatures on the garbage planet that Ye Zhong did not dare to touch, other creatures no longer posed a threat to Ye Zhong. But for these creatures, if Ye Zhong is not careful, he may die at any time.
It's a pity that Vinny is too old. Even if it is modified, Vinny's strength has been stretched to the extreme because there are no good parts, and more importantly, there are no good tools. The most fatal thing is that Vinny's optical brain is really too backward.
Although my father is excellent in mechanical aspects, he is really an idiot when it comes to optical brains.
Dad once said that for any light armor, the engine is its heart and the optical brain is its soul.
Ye Zhong now feels a little helpless in controlling the light armor.
The only advanced thing about Winnie was its electronic eye. When Ye Zhong picked it up and took it back to his godfather, even his godfather didn't know what model it was. He just speculated that it might be a new model released in recent years. After all, he He had been living on the garbage planet for decades, and he couldn't imagine how far the outside world had developed.
It was with this pair of advanced electronic eyes that Ye Zhong escaped from danger several times.
Although Winnie is old, before he can find a new light armor, Winnie is Ye Zhong's only choice.
Ye Zhong carefully adjusted Winnie's speed to 80% of the highest speed, so that he could maintain a high speed and still have room for changes.
There were no dangers along the way, and Ye Zhong successfully reached his destination. There was endless garbage as far as the eye could see, but there were obviously a few large areas that were newer than others. This was Ye Zhong's goal this time.
"Start scanning!" Winnie's voice was slow and slow, a bit old-fashioned. Ye Zhong thought helplessly, but his eyes scanned the surroundings alertly. There was nothing he could do. As long as Winnie started using the electronic eyes, Performing a holographic scan will stop all other activities. Ye Zhong guessed that the optical brain may be too backward. At this time, it was entirely up to Ye Chong himself to take precautions.
While looking around at the places where mutant creatures might appear, Ye Zhong said to himself: "Old guy, you have to do your best today. I haven't seen anything new in a long time! Come on... come on..." Ye Zhong said He couldn't help but hum a tune. In this garbage planet where there is no one except himself, if he doesn't talk for a long time, Ye Zhong is never sure that he will still be able to talk. Although there is no one to communicate with him here, so talking to himself becomes One of his habits.
The look on Ye Zhong's face was very calm, but his slightly tense body showed that he was on high alert.
"Scan!" This sentence was undoubtedly the sound of nature to Ye Zhong, and Ye Zhong let out a long breath.
"Adjust to alert state!" Ye Chong gave an order to Winnie. Then he carefully browsed the scanned image exported by the optical brain. Several small bright red spots were extremely eye-catching on the scanned image. Ye Chong couldn't help but be very excited. It seemed that he wouldn't leave empty-handed this time.
In the trash. Ye Zhong angrily spit out the sand that fell into his mouth from the gap in the light armor.
"Damn it! There's not a single useful thing left. Oh my God, I won't be so unlucky!" Ye Chong wailed, the excitement just now gone. After searching so many places, they were all useless things. Now there is only one last place left, which is also the smallest target. Judging from the size, Ye Zhong couldn't imagine what use such a big thing could do, but in the spirit of preferring to kill the wrong one rather than miss it, Ye Zhong still plunged into the mountain of garbage.
Ye Chong was half lying on the chair, chewing the freshly roasted rat meat and playing with the only harvest of the day.
This seems to be a metal pendant with a dark metallic luster. It is only about the size of three fingernails. It is round in shape with curved blades around it. The surface is densely covered with many strange patterns. It seems chaotic, but it also seems like there is someone there. This rule can be followed generally. Unfortunately, half of it is missing and there are a few sharp knife breaks, telling people that this is a defective product.
Ye Zhong murmured: "What is this? What a strange material!"
His thumb gently brushed over the curved blade, but Ye Zhong didn't feel a trace of the tiny scar. It wasn't until a drop of blood gushed out that Ye Zhong felt a slight pain.
"So sharp!" Ye Zhong was slightly surprised, "Isn't this thing used as a hidden weapon?!" Ye Zhong looked at the drop of blood hanging on the sharp blade that cut his thumb.
A strange scene appeared!
The sharp blade suddenly sucked up the blood drops like a sponge. Metal that sucks blood? Ye Chong was shocked. That’s right, I touched it just now, it’s definitely metal! Ye Zhong dared to guarantee that the scene just now was definitely not an illusion!
The strange things seem to show no signs of stopping.
The pendant made a soft buzzing sound after absorbing the blood. The curved blades around it suddenly retracted into the interior of the pendant, and patterns on the surface that looked like some mysterious totem began to move. This pendant was like a machine that suddenly started running, and Ye Zhong's drop of blood was the accelerant.
The expression on Ye Chong's face now was completely dull!
A voice appeared in Ye Zhong's mind without warning: "Double proton test completed, brain waves matched, brain waves locked!"
Ye Chong's whole body trembled, he jumped up suddenly, and shouted: "Who? Come out!" A pair of falcon-like eyes suddenly shrank, he looked around carefully, and his hand quietly touched the dagger tied to his leg.
"Are you sure?" The voice seemed a little confused.