Pick up garbage in another world and bring it back to build infrastructure in the end times

"Brother Song, do those people really have food in their hands?"

Han Song looked at the brothers surrounding him and felt a little embarrassed. "Yes, one of them has life-related abilities, and the other has space-related abilities. I've seen them attack, and although their abilities aren't high, they're very strong. We might not be able to gain any advantage by fighting them head-on. And I think they should be able to get out."

Zhou Changyi looked at the oil at the corner of his mouth and said, "Brother Song, you must have eaten enough."

As soon as Zhou Changyi finished speaking, the rest of the group's stomachs started growling: "Brothers, we agreed to live and die together!"

Wang Jin: "Okay, Changyi, listen to what Brother Song wants to say first. If the other party really has food, Brother Song will not watch us starve."

Han Song smiled and said, "They said they can trade crystal cores for food. Spread the news first and have the psychics go to them to exchange food. Then go to the air-raid shelter privately to find those ordinary people. This group of people is here to look for someone. Once they find someone, we will leave with them."

Zhao Shijun frowned slightly: "Brother Song, can they take us away?"

Han Song smiled and said, "The lowest among us is at level six, so we are a pretty good team. Although I haven't been out of the base outside, they certainly haven't advanced as fast as we have."

Tang Lei: "Not fast at all. I've been treated like a pig and I don't even dare to upgrade. Once I break through level eight, I'll be dead soon."

At this point, both he and Han Song's faces darkened. They would die once they reached level eight, but they would also die if they didn't upgrade. This was simply an unsolvable problem.

Han Song: "It's okay, I think they can do it. Anyway, the worst case scenario is not that bad. Let's make one last effort. If it really doesn't work, just accept it!"

He emphasized the word "accept your fate" with great emphasis, as if he had made some kind of decision.

Zhou Changyi: "Okay, in that case, Shijun and I will go find the people with special abilities, and Brother Song, you two can go find the ordinary people. They're more likely to trust you."

Han Song has never killed ordinary people like other psychics, so those ordinary people still have a little trust in him. If other people went there, they probably wouldn't even meet him, but it's hard to say for Han Song.

underground air-raid shelter

Lu Minfeng followed him all the way to the underground air-raid shelter.

It's damp and dark here, covered with moss and mildew.

Han Song knocked on the door. Heavy breathing could be heard from inside, but no one spoke.

"I'm Han Song. Don't be afraid, everyone. I'm here to tell you something. A person with life-related abilities has come from out there. She says she needs a large number of crystal cores. If you give her the crystal cores, she'll give you food."

'crunch—'

The heavy door opened slightly, and through a small window, an old face appeared: "Really?"

Han Song: "Mr. Yan, when have I ever lied to you?"

Old Yan stretched out his slightly trembling hand and took out the crystal core from a tiny window: "Then go and help us change it."

There are people with special abilities everywhere outside, so they dare not go out. Once they go out, they will be food of those people. Many of them have already turned their backs on their relatives.

Han Song said with difficulty, "I'm afraid that won't work. The person said they want to exchange it in person. They seem to be here looking for relatives. So, Mr. Yan, do you want to go out? Or should I ask her to come find you?"

Looking for relatives?

Old Yan glanced at the old, weak, and sick people behind him, gritted his teeth and said, "You, let her come alone."

"Okay, then I'll go out and talk to her about this."

Since they didn't want to go out, Han Song couldn't do anything. The door facilities of this underground air-raid shelter were very sophisticated. Many people had tried to attack it, but they all returned empty-handed.

After watching Han Song leave, Old Yan closed the door and turned around, only to be pulled by a child by his trouser leg: "Grandpa Yan, is it Mu Mu's family that's here?"

Looking at the frail Mu Mu, Old Yan squatted down and stroked his head as gently as possible with his dry hands: "Mu Mu, do you miss your parents?"

"Well, when will they come to pick up Mu Mu? Mu Mu is so hungry."

Mu Mu's parents never came back after they went out to look for food. The adults all knew that something bad must have happened to them, but they didn't dare say it in front of the children.

Lu Linlin hugged her daughter and leaned against her mother, looking at Mu Mu with red eyes: "Mom..."

It was this weak cry that made Lu Minfeng pause as he was about to leave. He quickly took out the hovercraft, particleized it, and rushed into the air-raid shelter.

Is she really his sister?

The person in her arms should be her child?

Looking several years older, Lu Minfeng's eyes teared up as he looked at his frail mother and sister. "Ah Chu, I found my mom and sister. They're right where Han Song first came. He just told you to come and trade with them. I'll send you the images of my mom and sister. I'm going with him to the second place right now. My dad and the others aren't here, so I'll keep looking."

After receiving Lu Minfeng's text message, Sang Chu was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect that they would find two so quickly. Looking at the photos sent back, Mu Xue's eyes were red: "It's so difficult for them here."

They were all pale and skinny, many children were just skin and bones, and the elderly were no different from skeletons.

And their land was covered with gnawed tree bark and earth residue.

"Achu, can we take them away too?"

"Okay, let's take them away."

"Ah."

Mu Xue hugged Sang Chu tightly and buried her head in her shoulder. She knew that she was being too compassionate, but she really didn't want to see so many people die here. Don't they have the ability to save them now?

Sang Jingwen and his team also made considerable gains. They rode a hovercraft underground and discovered many large trees, the cores of which had all been hollowed out.

[Sangsang, take a look at the situation here.]

After turning on the vision sharing, Sang Chu saw the big tree that Sang Jingwen and the others were talking about. It seemed like this tree was incubating crystal nuclei?

[Brother, please come closer carefully so I can take a look.]

【it is good. 】

Sang Jingwen controlled the hovercraft and slowly approached the big tree. Only then did he see that there was a person inside, another tree man, but this one was obviously more human-like than the one outside their foundation.

When Sang Chu saw that man, he suddenly remembered Qin Sifeng's words.

If people like these are the ones left after the world is purified, will this world ever return to its previous state?

She had never dared to think about this problem before, but now she had to face it.

After the world was purified, what remained were either people with special abilities, monsters, or high-level zombies. This world was no longer the one she knew.

[Brother, Lu Minfeng has found his mother, you guys should come back first.]

[Okay, let’s leave first.]

Seeing such things, both of them felt their scalps tingling. When they heard Sang Chu ask them to leave, they left without saying a word.