Ordinary observers in fast time travel

Chapter 928 Recycling Station

Shi Jia saw Yuan Mu Xia's father at the dinner table the next day.

Yuan Lei is only 47 years old this year, but he looks very old, with wrinkles piled up on his face, revealing fatigue from the inside out.

He was wearing a slightly faded blue collared T-shirt, which made him look somewhat poor.

"Dad." Shi Jia's eyes reddened the moment she spoke. She wasn't even sure if it was Yuan Muxia's emotion or her own.

"Xiaxia, come and have breakfast." Yuan Lei smiled at Shi Jia, took the plate next to him, picked up two steamed buns and handed them to her.

"Your Aunt Zhang made these steamed buns this morning, with your favorite corn and pork filling," Yuan Lei said with a gentle smile to his daughter.

"Thank you, Aunt Zhang," Shi Jia called out towards the bathroom, where Zhang Fang was squeezing toothpaste onto Yuan Xiaodong's toothbrush. Children always like to stay in bed longer in the morning.

"No need to thank me, you've come back from a hard hunt, you deserve a good meal." Zhang Fang's voice was very gentle.

Shi Jia smiled as she ate the steamed bun, thinking to herself, "No wonder Yuan Muxia's wish was for her family to be safe and sound. In this apocalyptic world, having such a warm family is such a blessing."

"Xiaxia, why are you back so early this time?" Yuan Lei asked. It seems like you've only been gone for less than five days.
“Dad, I came back alone,” Shi Jia said in a cold tone.

Yuan Lei immediately sensed something was wrong and quickly pressed for details.

Shi Jia naturally wouldn't cover for Fang Yanlei and Xia Zhixue, and told the whole story: "Dad, if I hadn't awakened my wood-type ability at the last moment, you probably would never have seen me again."

"Fang Yanlei! Xia Zhixue! I never expected these two to be so selfish! I'll have them blacklisted from the base right away," Yuan Lei said angrily.

“Dad, don’t get agitated. We don’t have any evidence. If we rashly expel the two from the base, it will inevitably cause dissatisfaction among the ability users in the base,” Shi Jia said.

“We are now constantly threatened by mutated beasts, and the base needs powerful superhumans to protect it.” Shi Jia looked at Yuan Lei seriously. “Now that we know the true nature of these two, we will no longer be deceived by them.”

"On the contrary, we can make better use of the two of them to serve our base, right?"

Seeing that his daughter's analysis was so logical, Yuan Lei nodded in satisfaction, "My Xiaxia has really grown up."

As the deputy base commander, with over twenty years of political experience, how could he not know these things?

Shi Jia smiled brightly, but when she turned around, she bumped into her younger brother, whose eyes were red and swollen.

"Dongdong, what's wrong?"

"Sister, were you bullied by bad guys?" Yuan Xiaodong asked fiercely.

"Pfft~" Shi Jia reached out and patted her little brother's head. "Yeah, is Dongdong going to avenge his sister?"

Yuan Xiaodong nodded.

"Then Dongdong will have to study hard. Your sister's enemy is very powerful."

"I will!" Yuan Xiaodong clenched his fist earnestly.

"Hahaha—" Laughter suddenly filled the restaurant.

After breakfast, Shi Jia went out with her father and younger brother. The father and daughter first took Yuan Xiaodong to school, and then they parted ways. Yuan Lei naturally went to work at the base government, while Shi Jia went to the ability user trading center.

The Superpowered Person Trading Center is also an official institution, containing official shops, recycling stations, and privately run shops that sell mutated plants and animals, or materials related to mutated plants and animals (hereinafter collectively referred to as "mutated beasts" or "mutated plants"); as well as potions, weapons, and so on.

Of course, there are also stalls available for temporary rental. Some people with superpowers who are unwilling to sell materials to the authorities, or items that the authorities do not accept, will rent a stall to try their luck.

Upon arriving at the superhuman trading center, Shi Jia was immediately captivated by the bustling and lively scene.

This was completely different from what she had seen yesterday. If the streets yesterday were desolate and declining, then this place was thriving.

The lively atmosphere here gives people a sense of hope.

Shi Jia weaved through the crowded throng to the recycling station. A long line had already formed in front of it; judging by their attire, they were likely hunting teams that had just returned from outside that morning.

Some of them were pulling large trailers piled high with strange beasts, the stench of which made people want to stay as far away from them as possible.

Some people stroll leisurely with their hands empty, always attracting envious glances, because they are spatial ability users. Shi Jia was one of them; as soon as he reached the end of the line, he received countless envious looks.

Shi Jia, of course, pretended to be calm in response.

The official recycling staff acted quickly, and Shi Jia only waited in line for 20 minutes.

"Hello, please show me your wristband." The staff member pointed to the reading device on the table.

Shi Jia took out his bracelet and placed it on the screen. Shi Jia's personal information immediately appeared on the computer. "Okay, you can take back the bracelet now. Please retrieve your exotic beast or plant."

Shi Jia shook her head. "This place is too small." In front of her was a 5x6 room, and it was already half full. It was clearly not big enough to fit the stuff from three football fields.

"Too small?" The staff member was taken aback. "Do you sell large mythical beasts?"

"Yes."

"Okay, please wait a moment." The staff reported the matter via the internal line, and a capable middle-aged woman arrived shortly afterward.

"Huh? You're Miss Yuan?" The middle-aged woman looked at Shi Jia in surprise.

Shi Jia nodded. "You know me?"

The middle-aged woman shook her head. "I've only seen you a few times. Do you have any large-scale alien trade? Please come with me."

“Hmm.” Shi Jia wasn’t surprised that the middle-aged woman knew Yuan Muxia. As a spatial ability user, and given her status, Yuan Muxia naturally had frequent contact with the official logistics department.

The middle-aged woman led her to the processing area behind the recycling station, where the smell of blood was even stronger.

Shi Jia glanced at the pile of strange beasts that looked like a small mountain, then looked at the open space in front of him, which was about the size of a football field, big enough to pile up the strange beasts.

With that thought, she waved her hand, and the strings of strange beasts were neatly piled up into a small building seven or eight stories high.

"Hiss—" The middle-aged woman gasped. She had seen many strange beasts before, but she had never seen them strung together so neatly.

"They're all here. Could you please give me an estimate?" Shi Jia said, looking at the middle-aged woman.

"Miss Yuan... were all these beasts killed by a single superhuman?" She looked at Shi Jia, her expression of shock undisguised.

Shi Jia nodded.

"Wow—that's amazing! May I ask which superhuman you are?" she asked excitedly.

"No, that won't work." Shi Jia shook her head. "Please hurry."

"Oh, okay." The middle-aged woman was a little disappointed, but she quickly became professional and meticulously estimated the value of the beast.

Shi Jia's sudden appearance of so many exotic beasts naturally attracted the attention of others. Lou Xiao, the manager of the recycling station who was working upstairs, suddenly felt the indoor light dimming.

Thinking it was about to rain, Lou Xiao got up and went to the window. But when he saw the strange beast candied hawthorn outside the window, his eyes widened. "This... am I seeing things?" Lou Xiao rubbed his eyes.

"It's actually true! Who is this powerful figure who made this?" Lou Xiao immediately put down his work and rushed downstairs.

"Huh? Xia Xia?"

"Uncle Lou? You're here too?" Shi Jia greeted him. Yuan Muxia and Lou Xiao were quite familiar with each other. Like Yuan Lei, Lou Xiao was an official before the apocalypse, and he also worked together to build the Yanzhong base after the apocalypse.

"Xiaxia, did you hunt these back?" Lou Xiao looked up at the Beast Mountain.

"Ah."

"Xiaxia, tell Uncle Lou, which powerful figure hunted them?" Lou Xiao asked seriously. The fact that they could string the beasts together so efficiently meant their strength must be above the eighth rank.

Currently, the strongest being on Yimu Star is a ninth-order fire-type, and not even a member of the Yanmu Kingdom!

“It’s me,” Shi Jia said earnestly.