1199 Trash mountain's native

This was a strange world. There were pitifully few plants on the surface, and it seemed extremely barren.

Other than the tornadoes and the billowing smoke, this place did not seem suitable for any living being to reproduce!

However, there were still some scavenger birds that appeared from time to time above the huge garbage dump. They searched every inch of the ground, hoping to find food to fill their stomachs.

"OWW ~"

A carrion bird suddenly discovered a human-shaped object lying in a pile of trash on the ground. It seemed to be dead.

It let out an excited cry and informed its other companions before it swooped down towards the food!

The strong desire to eat made the other carrion birds follow closely behind, their mouths constantly letting out unpleasant cries.

Although the human-shaped object in front of it did not exude the pungent smell of decay, the smell of blood was extremely strong. Therefore, in the consciousness of the scavenger bird, even if the human-shaped object was still alive, it would not live for long.

Sometimes, in a similar situation, coupled with the fact that the carrion birds were extremely hungry, the fierce and cruel carrion birds would even attack directly and tear their prey that was far larger than them into pieces, instead of waiting for the target to die completely before making a move!

The flock of carrion birds that appeared today were the kind of birds that liked to hunt dying targets. There were more than 70 of them in total, and they descended like a dark cloud.

"Pilalala!"

The scavenger bird that landed first landed beside its prey. It tilted its bald head and sized it up with its blood-red eyes. Then, it suddenly stuck its head out and pecked at the prey.

Ding! Ding!

There seemed to be a faint sound of metal clashing. A trace of pain flashed in the scavenger bird's fierce eyes. It quickly retracted its head and took a few steps back, constantly flapping its wings.

By the time it stopped, its head was still constantly shaking. Cracks had already appeared on its curved beak, and blood was constantly seeping out from the edge of the wound, as if it would fall off at any time.

It was obvious that the scavenger bird had suffered a great loss from the previous Peck. It might even starve to death because of its broken beak!

At this moment, the other carrion birds had all landed on the ground. They surrounded the bloody prey on the ground, looking extremely restless.

Even though the first companion to attack was injured, it did not scare the other carrion birds at all. They carefully moved forward and constantly tilted their heads to look at their prey. After making sure that their prey had no reaction, they suddenly launched an attack.

"Ding ding dang dang!"

A series of metal clanging sounds rang out. The carrion-eating birds felt that after they touched their prey's body, they were immediately bounced back by a huge force, and a sharp pain came from their beaks.

A few carrion birds flew back a few steps from the ground in pain. They cried out in pain and then suddenly rushed into the sky.

The intense pain made the scavenger bird certain that this seemingly dying prey was not to be trifled with. Therefore, the cunning and cautious scavenger bird decisively chose to fly away from this place to avoid further danger!

When the other carrion birds saw this, they seemed to be unwilling, but their naturally cautious nature drove them to leave reluctantly.

This prey that seemed to be on the verge of death was actually quite dangerous!

After the group of disappointed carrion birds left, the garbage mountain returned to its calm state, as if this was a dead and silent land without any signs of human habitation!

This situation continued for an unknown amount of time until a slight noise suddenly came. Dozens of figures slowly appeared on a huge garbage mountain in the distance.

These figures that suddenly appeared were of different heights, wrapped tightly in robes made of various materials, and the large goggles on their helmets were extremely conspicuous, making people mistakenly think that they were some kind of creature with huge eyes.

After they emerged from the pile of rubbish, they stood on the high ground and looked around as if they were waiting for something.

Not long after, another group of Aboriginals in the same dress appeared. They each occupied an area, and they were all looking at each other vigilantly, pointing their simple weapons at each other.

"Shua shua shua"

A loud boom suddenly came from the sky, followed by several large flying objects piercing through the clouds and approaching the garbage mountain.

When the strangely dressed natives on the ground saw this, they immediately turned their attention to the flying objects and used the surrounding garbage to hide themselves.

Under countless gazes, the huge flying devices slowly flew over the garbage mountain, and then a huge amount of garbage fell from the sky and landed on the edge of the garbage mountain.

The earth rumbled, and in the blink of an eye, another huge mountain of garbage appeared. An indescribable strange smell immediately filled the air.

Although they were separated by thick lenses, the greedy gazes of the Aboriginals when they looked at the garbage mountain could almost be seen through the lenses!

After the aircraft slowly left the place and gradually disappeared on the horizon, all the Aboriginals suddenly jumped out of their hiding places and rushed to the huge Fresh Garbage mountain as fast as they could.

Only God knew where these Aboriginals were hiding. At this time, they were like ants emerging from the ground. They quickly surrounded the garbage mountain and began to frantically rummage through the garbage, trying to find something that could be used.

Sometimes, these strange-looking natives would even fight over the same item, even to the point of fighting!

Every time this happened, the natives with strong bodies and weapons would stand up. They seemed to play the role of Warriors, responsible for fighting against competitors and protecting their own interests.

Although the garbage mountain was huge, there were very few useful resources. It was not an easy task to dig it out.

There were fights for items from time to time, but they weren't intense. This was because the most important thing right now was to find as many useful items as possible and then leave this place in the shortest time possible!

As for the reason for doing so, it was actually very simple. It was because this trash did not belong to them!

hurry up. We only have an hour. Bring as many useful items as you can. Do you all hear me? "

A man with a huge machete in his hand stood on the garbage mountain and shouted at the busy figure in front of him. From time to time, he would look at the wilderness in the distance, his eyes revealing a sense of urgency.

Time slowly passed, and when a dark cloud slowly appeared in the distant sky, all the natives immediately stopped what they were doing and gathered with their companions. Then, they carried the items they had collected and quickly fled.

Somewhere in the garbage mountain, more than a dozen Aboriginals were running at their fastest speed, trying to avoid the dark clouds. However, when they crossed a Gully, one of the Aboriginals let out a scream.

Morris, what are you shouting for? why are you still here? are you waiting for the destructive storm to tear you to pieces? "

The man holding the huge machete roared, but his eyes subconsciously followed the direction his companion named Morris was pointing. Then, a man covered in blood, but unconscious on the ground, entered his sight.

Looking at the unconscious man's strange dressing and the serious injuries all over his body, the leader, the muscular man, frowned and shook his head, " "We don't know where this guy came from. Maybe he's already dead. Besides, the destructive storm is coming. We have to leave as soon as possible!"

but Uncle Jim, I don't think this person is dead yet. It's very possible that he can be saved. Why don't we bring him back? "

After Morris said that, he actually rushed towards the unconscious man with his bag on his back. Uncle Jim was so angry that he stomped his foot and rushed forward, afraid that this reckless guy would be hurt.

"Uncle Jim, he's still alive. Shall we rescue him and bring him back?"

Morris 'tone carried a hint of excitement as he shouted at Uncle Jim, who had a helpless look on his face.