A junk collection station floats in my mind

Chapter 2 Wanjie Waste Collection Station!
I went around Montenegro, but couldn't find the way up the mountain. I wanted to float up to have a look, but found that I was attracted by an inexplicable force, and I couldn't climb up the mountain at all.

Helpless, I could only walk around on the flat ground at the foot of the mountain.

There is a hut on the flat ground, which looks like a simple metal shed.

Next to it stood a crooked wooden sign with a few words written on it.

"Myriad Realms Scrap Collection Station!"

The traditional traditional characters can basically be recognized by Chen Muyu's knowledge reserves of two university graduates.

Scrap collection station?What the hell?

Chen Muyu walked over cautiously.

The door was ajar, and the room was empty, with an old crystal lamp hanging, and the light was slightly dim.

There was no one in the room.

The space is relatively small, only about ten square meters, and there is a small solid wood bed with hollow carvings, a table in the corner, and a red landline phone and a desktop computer on the table.

The screen of the computer was still on, and the case of the host computer was making a buzzing noise.

Curiously, he walked over and took a look. The computer desktop should be a certain system interface, but to Chen Muyu's surprise, he actually saw his own avatar photo on this system interface.

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Name: Chen Muyu
Age: 22 years old

Identity: Owner of Wanjie Scrap Collection Station
Has a recycler: 0 people

Wealth value: 2000
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The information on the interface made him a little puzzled. Is he the owner of this Myriad Realms waste collection station?
However, this seems to be in a dream, it is weird, don't take it seriously!

Coming out of the hut, Chen Muyu walked around on the flat ground outside.

This flat ground is really messy, it is comparable to the buying station at their house, there are waste books and waste papers everywhere, large and small bottles and jars, rusty broken swords and broken blades, and some Chen Muyu are called Unnamed waste products, many places can't even find a foothold.

Other people's dreams are like mountains of gold and silver, but I actually dreamed of a mountain of rubbish in my dreams, isn't that too worthless?
However, is this really a dream?How is it so real?

Out of professional habits, Chen Muyu rummaged through the waste pile and picked it up, thinking that if such a big mountain could be sold, it might be worth a lot of money.

"What the hell is this?"

He casually picked up a dusty book, a few words on the cowhide cover.

"A collection of Tang Yin's poems?"

I don't know how old this book is, the pages are yellowed and cracked, and the mud falls sparsely when you turn it over, but it is basically complete.

"Peach Blossom Temple in Taohuawu, Peach Blossom Immortals in Peach Blossom Temple..."

He is engaged in waste recycling and often walks around the streets, but most of the collections are waste furniture and electrical appliances. As for antiquities, Chen Muyu doesn't have a deep knowledge of antiquities, but only took some related courses in college.

Therefore, in terms of antiquities identification, Chen Muyu is only half-assed.

However, no matter how half-hearted he was, he still knew about Tang Yin. Tang Yin, whose alias was Bohu, was a famous writer in the Ming Dynasty and one of the four talented scholars in Wuzhong.

Tang Yin is famous for both poetry and painting, and his talent is famous all over the world. In recent years, he often appears in literary and film works, such as "Tang Bohu Spots the Autumn Fragrance", "Four Talents in the South of the Yangtze River", etc., and most of them are shown to the public with a suave, free and easy image.

If this thing is really written by Tang Bohu, it must be worth the old nose's money, but it is obviously impossible. Although this collection of poems is some years old, it is obviously a printed matter.

Moreover, Chen Muyu is not into antiques, no matter how valuable the book is, it can only be weighed in his hands.

To put it bluntly, this book is almost rotten, and anyone who collects tatters will hate it.

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Item: Tang Yin's Poetry Collection.

Introduction: Abandoned items in Washington, block prints in the 13th year of Hongzhi in the Ming Dynasty, including 12 poems by Tang Yin...

Owner: Chen Muyu

Integrity: 81%

Fix: Consume 1900 wealth points.

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Just as he was about to throw it aside, a piece of information suddenly appeared in his mind.

Ok?
Chen Muyu was stunned for a moment, feeling a little inexplicable, but when he thought that this was a dream, what is so outrageous about the things in the dream?
Does this mean that this collection of poems can still repair the damage?

"repair!"

As soon as Chen Muyu thought about it, he felt a heat in his palm, and a ball of light red light shot out from the palm of his right hand, instantly enveloping the book of poems.

"Huh?"

Not surprised for a long time, the red light dissipated, and Chen Muyu was surprised to find that the tattered book of poetry held in his right hand had completely healed and was intact.

This dream is too real!
"Repair completed, wealth value -1900!"

Another piece of information came to mind, but Chen Muyu ignored it.

Wrapping the collection of poems and putting them in his trouser pocket, Chen Muyu looked around, and found a tattered bamboo basket near the collection of Tang Yin's poems, which seemed to contain some broken calligraphy and paintings.

One of the paintings quickly caught Chen Muyu's attention.

This is a huge ink painting with a length of nearly 3 meters and a width of more than 1 meter. It depicts an eagle looking for food in the clouds above the mountains, spreading its wings and watching.

There are also several large characters written with vigorous brushwork in the blank space.

"The eagle spreads its wings and swallows the world."

The incomparably majestic aura was so overwhelming that Chen Muyu felt suffocated when he saw it.

It's just a pity that this painting is incomplete, with several cracks in the middle, a piece as big as a palm is missing where the rocks are painted in the lower right corner, and there are dirty places on the scroll, and even one of the scrolls on which it was mounted has been broken.

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Item: Eagle Spreading Wings!

Introduction: Abandoned things from the Tang Mansion, made by Tang Yin in his spare time...

Owner: Chen Muyu

Integrity: 20%

Fix: Consume 50 wealth points.

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……

Chen Muyu tried to repair it, and then a message appeared in his mind.

"Sorry, the wealth value is insufficient and cannot be repaired for the time being!"

……

I looked at my wealth value data, only 100 points, compared to 50, the gap is too far.

Tang Yin's masterpiece, there is no money to restore it, which is too wasteful.

It turned out that in the dream, I was not omnipotent.

Looking at the baby in his arms, Chen Muyu felt distressed and regretful.

……

Turned sideways again!
"Xiao Huan Dan Abandoned Pill, Vajra Temple waste, repair needs 10W wealth value!"

"There are still pills? Xiaohuandan, the name sounds pretty awesome, with a wealth value of 10, it's a bit expensive..."

"Sorry, the wealth value is insufficient and cannot be repaired..."

too difficult!
Isn't this experience too bad?
After complaining endlessly, Chen Muyu turned his gaze to another place.

……

"SU-1 plasma freezing hand cannon, Amerixing's obsolete product..."

"Silver Shadow Flyboard, a product eliminated from the Zenn-La planet of the Serpent Galaxy..."

"Storage ring, a product eliminated by Uranus..."

……

After walking around the waste pile for a long time, Chen Muyu collected all the weird things he found in one corner, and gradually lost himself.

I don't know how long it took, but when I looked back, there was a pile of waste collected behind me.

call!
Sitting on the ground heaved a sigh of relief, Chen Muyu was a little bit dumbfounded, wolves really roamed the world eating meat, dogs roamed the world eating meat, even if he was dreaming, he couldn't change the faults of his old profession.

……

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As night fell, it seemed that it had rained outside, and the weather was a little cooler, but the air was still dull.

There are large dark clouds hovering over the urban area, and it looks like there will be a heavy rain at night.

"what!"

There was a sudden scream in the courtyard of No. 60 Qingguo Lane. The sound was so horrific that the neighbors in the community all looked sideways.

When he woke up, Chen Muyu was already lying at home, maybe because he slept too deeply, Yang Shui sent him back.

This house is a second-hand house that the family bought two years ago. The old community has no decoration, and it is just waiting for the demolition. After graduating from university, Chen Muyu asked for the key from his mother. After all, young people like A little personal space.

In the room, Chen Muyu looked at a deduction text message on his mobile phone, and felt that he was still in a dream.

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"Where's my money?"

The deposit of 2000 yuan on the card, no, it should be the balance, and now there are more than 100 yuan left.

After graduating from university, his parents cut off his living expenses and let him be self-sufficient. Before, he was lavish and had no savings. Only the 2000 yuan was saved by him in the past two months.

The first reaction was that the bank card was stolen, but Chen Muyu suddenly felt that these numbers were so familiar?
Wealth value?
Chen Muyu suddenly thought that repairing the painting and calligraphy in his dream, didn't he consume exactly that much wealth?

Is the wealth value your own deposit?
Thinking of this, Chen Muyu's heart suddenly tightened, and he quickly closed his eyes. Sure enough, a towering mountain of garbage was quietly floating in his mind.

With a heartbeat, he appeared at the foot of the garbage mountain.

The waste collection station of Wanjie, everything around it is as seen in a dream, so real.

With a thought, I returned to reality.

I pulled my face, it hurt so much!
It's not a dream, everything I just experienced is real?
A waste collection station actually floated in my mind?

Looking at Tang Yin's poetry collection and the damaged "Eagle Spreading Wings" that actually appeared in front of him, Chen Muyu felt that his three views had been subverted.

Came to the living room, picked up the teacup on the table, and calmed down with a sip of tea.

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Item: Enamel teacup!
Introduction: Produced by Jixiang Enamel Factory in Xichuan Province.

Owner: Chen Muyu.

Integrity: 80%

Repair: Repairable.

Acquisition: owned by the host, no acquisition required.

Recycling: System recycling, wealth value +4.

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Just when Chen Muyu picked up the teacup, a piece of information appeared in his mind.

Information about teacups.

It is the same as in the previous dream, except that there is more information such as system recovery.

Chen Muyu was stunned for three seconds, and his breathing became rapid again. Can this kind of ability be used in reality?
Recycle?

With a thought, Chen Muyu directly chose to take it back.

"The item will be recycled by the system, and the item will disappear after recycling, are you sure?"

Another message.

disappear?

It's just an enamel teacup, there are plenty of them in the house, Chen Muyu is not sorry at all, just confirm it directly.

In an instant, the enamel tea cup held by Chen Muyu turned into a flash of white light and disappeared, and the tea in the cup directly spilled onto his crotch.

(End of this chapter)