I Have a City in a Different World

"Hey, you little guy, I really can't do anything about you!"

Uncle Jim sighed. He has always felt helpless about Morris' habit of "picking up people". fastest update

This kid has "picked up" more than a dozen unidentified injured homeless over a period of several years. Some of them died soon after being picked up, some chose to leave after recovery, and some just remained in their ranks.

Including Jim himself, he was actually picked up by Morris. Later, after the injury healed, he stayed and became Uncle Jim trusted by everyone.

So for Morris's habit of picking up people, Uncle Jim really has no way to stop it. In many cases, he is responsible for helping Morris bring the people he "picked up" back to his place of residence.

As for whether the other party is dangerous, Uncle Jim never needs to worry, because he is confident enough to ensure that his companion will not be hurt.

It's just that the unconscious man in front of him made Uncle Jim feel a little uneasy, and he subconsciously wanted to reject Morris' request.

"The situation is dangerous, we can't..."

When Uncle Jim said this, he happened to see Morris looking for help, and finally his heart softened. He inserted the machete in his hand into the scabbard, and reached out to try to pick up the man lying on the ground.

But when he grabbed the man's body and was about to pull it up, he found that the man seemed to be growing on the ground, unable to move at all!

"Damn, is this guy a robot, how can he be so heavy?"

Uncle Jim was shocked. If the other party is a robot, he must not take it back, which is very likely to bring danger to his companions.

But when he saw the man's broken flesh and bones, he immediately made a judgment, this is definitely a normal human being with flesh and blood!

"Morris, we can't take him, because I can't move!"

Uncle Jim shook his head helplessly, and reached out to grab Morris' arm, trying to take him away from here.

Morris also saw the scene just now, and stood up very unwillingly. He understood that the current situation was very dangerous. If they fell into the storm of destruction, none of them would be able to survive!

Although he has only seen Destruction Storm from a distance, Morris is very aware of its horror. Those dark clouds composed of countless micro-robots will refine and decompose all recyclable substances, and then hit and store them, and continue. Produce new micro-robots!

Fortunately, they have always only been active near garbage mountains. Every time new garbage is dumped, a dark cloud of such micro-robots will appear, collecting the various resources they need from the garbage.

After being collected by these micro-robots, almost all the garbage will be cut and decomposed, become riddled with holes, and even become powder, which can no longer be used at all!

It is for this reason that the natives will try to rummage through the mountains of garbage to find some intact items that can be used to make the tools they need before the micro-robots appear.

However, when the micro-robot is working, there must be no living beings around on the garbage mountain, otherwise the micro-robot will treat it as part of the garbage and cut it down without hesitation!

That's why the natives desperately fled the area where the garbage mountain was located when the terrifying storm came, so as not to be completely swallowed by it.

No wonder this comatose guy was unlucky to pass out on a mountain of garbage, and he couldn't move at all!

"Okay Uncle Jim, let's get out of here!"

Quickly standing up, Morris carried the bag containing the sundries on his back and walked away.

But at this moment, he felt that his calf was grabbed like iron pliers, and then saw Uncle Jim nervously draw out the machete,

He stared at Morris behind him.

"Let him go, or I'll kill you!"

With the sound of Uncle Jim's roar, Morris also turned around nervously and looked at the unconscious man just now.

A pair of eyes that were clear and calm, but seemed to be able to see everything, just looked at Morris, making his body tremble slightly.

"Please help me get out of here, thank you!"

After the man said this, he squeezed his palm violently, and then Morris saw a shimmer of light flashing from his hand, and it seemed that a strange force appeared at the same time.

Morris took two steps forward subconsciously, but he felt that there seemed to be some kind of light object hanging on his leg, and then he found that all his companions were staring at him blankly.

Behind the transparent lenses, full of horrified eyes!

"Damn, what's going on?"

Uncle Jim let out a low growl, and rushed to Morris's side with a stride, and tugged at his calf twice.

Morris leaned over curiously, only to find that the man who seemed as heavy as an iron block just now seemed to be floating and swaying with his footsteps.

But after a brief awakening, the man has fallen back into a coma.

Seeing that Uncle Jim couldn't pull the unconscious man's hand away and was trying to lift the machete in his hand, Morris hurriedly shouted, "Uncle Jim, you can't do this!"

"Since he opened his mouth to ask us for help, and it's not as heavy as before, let's take him away, okay?"

"No, don't you see how abnormal this guy is, God knows what kind of monster he is?"

Uncle Jim had a resolute look on his face, and regardless of Morris's dissuasion, he raised the machete in his hand again and swung it violently towards the man's arm.

"Bang!"

The machete fell directly on the man's arm, but the scene of blood splashing did not appear. Instead, the sword was bounced directly by the huge force and landed on the garbage pile more than ten meters away.

A companion hurried to pick up the machete, only to find that the blade on it had been rolled back and was seriously damaged!

Because of the extreme scarcity of metal, this Uncle Jim cherished this machete very much. Seeing that his weapon was damaged, the corners of his distressed mouth kept twitching.

Morris was also startled just now, but when he saw the machete flying out and the man's arm was intact, he breathed a long sigh of relief and said to Uncle Jim, "Uncle Jim, since I can't get rid of him , we can only take him back temporarily, and then consider other things!"

"Besides, this person is very mysterious, and he must be very capable. If he can help us in order to repay his gratitude, it may make our life better!"

Seeing Maurice's determined look, Uncle Jim could only helplessly sigh and ask everyone to leave here as soon as possible, because the terrifying storm is coming.

As for Maurice, who was running at the back of the team, he looked extremely weird at the moment, because a man like a balloon was grabbing his calf with one arm, and was still shaking with the bumps of running!