City: I was made a god in the garbage dump!

Chapter 11 Garbage Sorting?Who cares about this?

"Hey! Huifang! What are you doing? I don't know whose property this is. Why are you stopped by someone?"

The collection vehicle detected the presence of someone in front of it, stopped slowly, and issued a burst of beeping sirens.

Remind the person in front of you to get out of the way.

A collection vehicle is just a garbage truck, advanced technology is limited to collecting garbage.

There is no remedy against human-possible obstacles.

Zhang Huifang looked at this novel vehicle, just like a large toy car that children sit and play, but it looks much weirder.

But this is the first time she has seen such a novel thing, how can she not take a good look at what it is?

Although the old man next to him said he was also curious about what this thing was.

But it's not enough to stop it.

I didn't see that the machine was already beeping non-stop.

Zhang Huifang looked around the collection cart, but there was no one here, so she waved her hand indifferently:
"Oh! This car is so strong, I just look at it, and I don't know what to do."

Zhang Huifang patted the collection car with her hands. It felt like cold metal, and even if she patted it hard, there was no sound.

"Hey, what are you running for?"

Zhang Huifang ran to the side. The collection car couldn't detect anyone on the road ahead, so it started to move on.

When Zhang Huifang saw the collection truck running away, she hurriedly shouted.

"Mom! Mom! Where's the toy car?"

The seven or eight-year-old boy hurriedly ran out from upstairs, yelling.

"Where's the toy car?"

"Here! Here!"

Zhang Huifang quickly pointed to the collection cart that was about to run away and said quickly.

"Wow! What a big toy car!"

"Toy car! Toy car!"

The child ran over excitedly, and the elders beside him frowned:

"Hey! Huifang, watch your child. I don't know who owns this car. What if your child breaks it later?"

Zhang Huifang waved her hands quickly:
"Oh! I just saw this car. It's very strong. I just slapped it hard and there was no response. How strong is a child."

"Can it be broken?"

Zhang Huifang said indifferently, there was no one around, who knows whose family this thing belongs to?
Moreover, what future collection car is written on this car, it should be from some unknown company, right?
It's the same as the shared bicycles, shared bicycles. There are a lot of parking downstairs in their community.

Which one is not shabby.

Isn't that normal?

Zhang Huifang didn't care.

My own children can't wait to run over and surround the collection car. The collection car looks much more fun than a large toy.

The bear children jumped up and down around the collection vehicle, and the collection vehicle was blocked by beeping.

It was always detected that there were malicious obstructions around, and the collection vehicle suddenly sprayed a burst of water mist from the whole body.

The brat who was patting the collection cart was suddenly sprayed with disinfectant.

"Ah!! Mom! What is this?"

"mom!"

The bear boy hurriedly covered his face and kept yelling.

"Son! Son!" Zhang Huifang was startled, and she quickly jumped to her feet and shouted.

Hastily ran over.

"What is it! What is this!"

Zhang Huifang ran over anxiously, and there was a faint smell of disinfectant in the air.

"Son, son, is there anything wrong?"

"son!"

Zhang Huifang looked anxiously at her son, who yelled for a while, as if feeling nothing in her body.

"Looks like disinfectant!"

"Disinfectant water!"

The bear child immediately jumped up and wanted to run over, Zhang Huifang frowned and shouted seriously:
"Don't go! This thing is sprayed with disinfectant, really! What is it?"

"What if I'm hurt?"

"No! I want to play! I want to play!" The bear boy refused to let go, Zhang Huifang couldn't catch it at all, and was pulled out after a few strokes.

"Hey! Son!"

Zhao Huifang was in a hurry.

The collection truck has already gone to the garbage dump. Seeing the garbage all over the floor, he started working directly, and the bear kid still wanted to run over to play.

Suddenly I saw the collection truck running into a pile of garbage.

"It stinks! Why did you get in here?"

"Mom! Come and see, this toy car is eating garbage!"

"Eat garbage?"

Zhang Huifang ran over quickly, grabbed the brat who was about to run into the garbage dump, and looked at the collection truck that was cleaning up the garbage on the ground.

The expression on his face suddenly changed:

"What the hell! Why is this car a garbage collection car?"

"It's dirty!"

"What is it? How do you put the garbage truck outside and run around, so you are not afraid that others will be infected by the bacteria in the garbage?"

"Really incompetent!"

"What are you doing! You're not allowed to go there and play. Didn't you see that this is a garbage eater? It's full of bacteria. You're not allowed to go there and play!"

Zhao Huifang said with a straight face, picked up the bear child and walked into the community.

"After a long time, it turned out to be a garbage truck!"

"Really incompetent!"

Zhang Huifang muttered as she walked, and the old people next to her kept watching, watching the collection trucks collecting garbage in the garbage dump.

"That car just now was used to load garbage?"

"Yeah, it seems to be cleaning up the garbage."

A few old people nearby took a curious look at the collection truck in the garbage dump. Are they really collecting garbage?
"That being said, this is a good thing. In our community, garbage is everywhere. Wouldn't it be nice to have a car to collect it now?"

"Now things are getting more and more advanced."

"yes."

"But I think it won't take long for this thing to be overwhelmed by the children in our community."

"Children nowadays are getting more and more pampered."

"Who said no?"

Several old people sighed, obviously dissatisfied with the current education of children.

Several old people thought for a while.

"I'm going to see how that car collects garbage, and see what's new now."

An old man with gray hair moved a bench and walked over, sitting by the side and watching the collection truck clean up the garbage.

The other old people understand what it means, and the children in the community don't look at it.

This car should break down soon.

the other side.

Ning Xu, who was riding a bicycle, looked at the trash can in front of him. The trash can in front of him was the product of a new classification strategy.

It is known as the "artifact of anti-learning" for garbage classification.

However, this garbage bin is basically useless, and garbage classification is to achieve the highest efficiency of garbage disposal.

There are many categories and very detailed, but what is the use?
Looking at a pile of used toilet paper in the recycling bin, a rotten half apple, and some leaves.

Garbage sorting divides a loneliness.

Ning Xu shook his head and sighed, no matter how clean the garbage disposal was, it was only treating the symptoms but not the root cause.

"What? Want to see what you need in the trash can?"

A curious voice came from behind Ning Xu.

Ning Xu turned his head, and a girl with a ponytail was looking at him curiously and said teasingly, with a bag of trash in her hand.

Wearing a sweater and casual sweatpants, she looked pretty and heroic.

Ning Xu glanced at her and shook his head:

"I just feel the loneliness of sorting garbage."

"Garbage classification?"

The girl's eyes lit up, and when she saw Ning Xu turn her head, she suddenly froze for a moment.

this man?so hot!

Sword eyebrows and star eyes, three-dimensional facial features cut with knives and axes, deep eyes as mysterious as a deep pool, obviously dressed casually.

But it didn't seem to conceal the man's attractive temperament at all.

Li Xi was stunned for a moment, looking at Ning Xu's eyes, his little face turned red:

"Oh? You...you also understand these sorting of garbage."

"A million dots."

Ning Xu nodded and said calmly.

The girl glanced at him, and hurriedly threw the garbage in her garbage bag into the garbage bin for kitchen waste.

Very curious:

"Does anyone still care about garbage sorting now? Who cares about that?"

(End of this chapter)