"There are ominous signs on the garbage mountain?" Feng Xue showed a surprised expression, "Isn't it said that the landfill is the digestive organ of Infinite City, and that everything other than garbage is decomposed daily?"
"Take a look at that garbage mountain first," Old Li spoke with a tone of helplessness, as if he were standing right beside Feng Xue, pointing at the distant garbage mountain.
Looking at the garbage mountain that towered majestically, which had seemingly become the core of the landfill area, Feng Xue couldn't help but feel puzzled. It certainly didn't look like something that would disappear every few days.
