Dow and Carbon-Based Monkey Breeding Guidelines

Chapter 44 Garbage Sorting Exercises
They trotted down the street.Yale Liga walked lightly and ran at the forefront to lead the way, while Momolo grabbed Luo Binhan and moved together.This was obviously necessary, because there were so many strange things on the street, and Luo Binhan was already dazzled after running for about ten meters, and he didn't know where he was.

"What the hell is that cat?" Robinhan took the time to ask when they rushed past several stalls selling some kind of radish. Those tubers that looked like radishes were screaming, and some were still singing.

Momolo shook his head innocently.Luo Binhan had no choice but to suppress the question, and waited to ask the magical Yale Liga when he turned around.

They ran three short streets during the chase, and it was raining petals on the middle street. When Luo Binhan came out of the sea of ​​flowers, he was already covered in fallen flowers.He was sneezed by the strong fragrance of flowers.

The black cat was small and nimble, and they almost lost track of it several times. In the end, Yale Liga always caught the black tail flashing in the streets and alleys.

They gradually ran out of the crowded street, and the surroundings became sparse again.It was much easier to identify the black cat now, and the distance between the two began to narrow.Even so, the three of them still carefully chose the path under their feet, never intruding into areas other than the yellow brick road.

The black cat followed the same rules as them. After leaving the market, it only ran on the yellow brick road, and never jumped on the branches or the eaves.It seems to fully understand the laws of the city's activities.

The distance between the two sides was only half a meter. Just when Yale Liga was about to catch up with it, the black cat jumped up and jumped into the fork on the right.Yale Liga seemed to be about to run in, but suddenly stopped.She stood at the intersection, forcing Momolo and Luo Binhan behind to stop as well.

Luo Binhan was sweating, coughing, sneezing, and panting, but Momolo was completely out of breath, and asked in a smooth voice: "Ms. Yalai, what's wrong?"

Yareriga turned her head and looked at the street on the right. "It's gone," she said thoughtfully. "It went in some door here."

She looked around the street.The building on the left was so far away from them that it seemed impossible, while the three buildings on the right near the intersection all looked strange: the first one was a marble temple with a thick dome and circular fluted columns, which was small in size but It looks harmonious and solemn; adjacent to it is a public toilet, which looks like a log cabin that is very common in the park; further away seems to be a theater.

The theater occupies more than three times the area of ​​the first hall. It seems that it is difficult for the black cat to leave these three buildings in that short moment and hide in a further place.

Yale Liga was wandering in front of the hall, and she seemed to think that this place was the most suspicious.Luo Binhan habitually looked at the building he felt most familiar with—the public toilet.

It was really a toilet in the style of his hometown. In the middle of the entrance was a row of public washbasins, divided into two rooms for men and women on the left and right.What puzzled Luo Binhan the most was that there was a miniature landscape fountain on the surrounding green space, and the water outlet was a mermaid carved in white stone.Living water continuously overflows from the shell held by the mermaid.The gurgling stream and the splashing of jade beads make this public toilet very emotional.Luo Binhan was almost fascinated.

He collected himself and asked Momolo in a serious voice: "People here are also divided into men and women... No, where does this lead to?"

Momolo shook his head suspiciously: "No, Mr. Luo, it didn't seem like this building was here when I came last time, it seemed that the door was changed."

"Can the door be changed casually?"

"As long as you get the permission of the Lord of the Gate City."

Luo Binhan really wanted to know where this toilet would lead to.Just as he was scratching his head, a figure appeared on the street.

The other party appeared from the bottom steps of the theater and stepped into the yellow brick road.When he turned around, Luo Binhan saw Jing Huang's depressed face.

The two sides looked at each other, both feeling stunned.Luo Binhan stepped forward resolutely, grabbed Jing Huang's hair and asked, "What are you doing? Are you playing against Biao? That dragon pretends to be a dog and you pretend to be a cat?"

Jing Huang slapped his hand off: "What are you doing?"

"Testify your crime." Luo Binhan said, "The cat's quality is so poor, can ordinary monsters do it? Don't play this game, I will still recognize you if you cut off your tail!"

Jing Huang looked directly at Yale Liga.

"We met a cat," said Yareriga.She explained the ins and outs very briefly, and for some reason emphasized that it was a pure black cat.

Jing Huang's expression didn't change.He frowned and said, "I didn't see that kind of thing. It went through another door."

"Should we keep looking for it?" Yareriga asked.

"It's not necessary." Jing Huang paused and said, "It happened to me anyway, so come with me."

He turned and walked around the corner, seemingly in the opposite direction from the original market.Luo Binhan felt a little surprised, but still followed a few steps and asked, "Why did you go to that theater just now?"

"Looking for someone." Jing Huang said, "It's not there, I guess I went to the top of the city for a walk again."

Luo Binhan turned his head and glanced at the exterior of the theater.It stands on marble steps, the wooden wall panels are old and dull, the iron door with gilt decoration at the entrance is open, and there is a long deep red velvet curtain covering the inside.Unlike other buildings, this theater never made any noise, only the red curtain at the door fluttered without wind, as if someone was walking back and forth inside.

The theater is so classic and weird, it doesn't match Jing Juan at all.Luo Binhan couldn't help poking him and asked, "Who are you looking for inside?"

"A coward."

"Then why are you looking for this person?"

"Ask for directions."

Such a short answer could not satisfy Luo Binhan.At this moment, his head is full of doubts about this city, and he can't wait to shake all the answers out of Jing Huang's head immediately.However, Jing Huang seems to be very low-spirited at this time, and he is perfunctory to any of his words.

They came to a red telephone booth with a very retro style, and Jing Huang pushed Luo Binhan into it.For some reason it was surprisingly roomy enough to accommodate all four of them.Luo Binhan took a closer look and found that the red pavilion walls lined with glass on all sides could actually be pushed away. He was not sure if the phone was purely a decoration.

Jing Huang pondered for a while in the phone booth with his head down, took off the phone and dialed a number, then pushed open the door on the left and went out.Luo Binhan followed closely behind. After stepping into the yellow brick road, he found that the surrounding buildings were extremely unfamiliar: a leather shoe store (there is a small amount of human skin of the new pan-Homo sapiens, which can be obtained through formal trade channels, so buy as soon as possible), a glass greenhouse, and a gazebo with octagonal cornices. , beer hall (traditional brewing method, using only hops and March-year-old female nails!), and even a dome house that is suspected to be made of cream and hard candy, and there is a heavenly sound coming from the house. singing.

"Where did we go?" Luo Binhan asked.

Jing Huang refused to answer.They walked a few streets, and came across a telephone booth very similar to the one before.This time Jing Huang dialed the number inside, opened the door on the right, and the scenery after going out was very different from before. It was not just the difference in architecture, Luo Binhan obviously felt that the whole environment was a bit inconsistent.He just couldn't tell where it was.

It all became apparent when they stepped out of the fourth phone booth.Buildings began to become sparse and low, such as ponds, dog houses, and weather vanes stuck in the soil.The yellow brick road is so narrow that only three or four people can walk side by side.And when Luo Binhan raised his head, he was surprised to find that the sky was less than a hundred meters low, and the city reflected on it was clearly visible, and there was also only a narrow yellow brick road left.

Jing Huang no longer looks for the phone booth.They just headed straight for the only way.The buildings soon disappeared completely, leaving only luxuriant grass around.

The sky became within reach, and it was covered with weeds.Luo Binhan could even pick one off with his hand.It was as if they were going through a grassy dirt hole.When the yellow brick road came to an end, even the grass and trees no longer extended.There was only a dark and deep cave left in front of them, and beside the cave lay a stone tablet with bright red characters engraved on the surface.

Luo Binhan felt a little unsteady.He plucked up the courage to walk to the monument, and looked at those ferocious blood characters.

The inscription begins with this description:
Dear foreign travelers, it is with great joy that I welcome you to Chengjian Garbage Station in person.As we said in the "Agreement", all the waste you create must not be left in the city, only here it is allowed to be dumped.Please purchase the corresponding classification label before throwing away, so that we can adopt different destruction methods.In order to avoid misunderstanding, I will attach a detailed description of the classification method below.

Also: Following the absolute prohibition of the Lord of the Gate City, I regret to inform you that the remains of creatures of intelligent races do not belong to any kind of disposables.You must have it fully cremated or shipped elsewhere.

And another: The inscription on this inscription was written in the bodily fluid of the last violator.In my own name, I urge you to break through stereotypes and try bravely, so that I can continue to write more detailed classification rules.

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