One hand is holding the garbage bag, the other hand is picking up the pieces and stuffing them in, sometimes two or three pieces.

Ning Shu's reaction was that she was too active, so she was pulled.

But in this case, if you can pick up several pieces, you have to pick up many pieces. Otherwise, these pieces will rush into other planes.

It's estimated that with the water drop, the pain will be relieved. NIMA, is she going to become a perpetual motion machine?

All the time?

There are at least a few hundred people who come to pick up garbage this time, which sounds like a lot, but compared with a large number of taskers, these people are not many.

Every time they pick up rubbish, they are volunteers who understand the rules, but they are obviously forced jobs.

In the future, we will not only do tasks, but also do our own work.

Now we have to pick up the pieces.

I really don't have any props. Can I dispose of these rubbish?

It's also quite heartfelt.

In this way, we can pick it up by hand piece by piece. When can we pick it up.

Ning Shu pushed the debris into the garbage bag and approached taishu. "How many planes have collapsed this time?" he asked

"Too uncle lightly said:" 18

I wipe, eighteen.

"Why did it collapse so much?" More than ten, isn't it just like firecrackers?

Too uncle does not slow down to deal with the star stone, more than ten planes, there are many star stones.

"It's too late." Taishu frowned.

Ning Shu is not good to ask again. The Xiangfeng man over there is furious, and his face is very ugly.

This kind of patrol plane is a matter of the army. This time, more than ten planes were collapsed, which is a very serious accident.

I'm afraid Xiangfeng man will be criticized.

Ningshu speeds up the speed of garbage collection. When inlaying the position surface, it can make more contact with leftover materials.

And a lot of starstones are useless.

More than a dozen planes are broken. Only one or two stars are needed to link them.

There is so much left.

Ningshu's heart is hot. When it comes time to get something, Ningshu is full of motivation. The speed of picking up garbage is faster and faster, and there are shadows in her hands.

Everyone:

What a fierce girl.

Laughing and picking up rubbish.

Is it so fun to pick up pieces?

It's the merit and virtue that can't tempt Ning Shu, let alone the bigwigs. They don't care about 100000 merits and virtues at all.

It's impossible to say how positive you are when you come here to complete the task.

But I don't think Ningshu is such a person who likes to run around like a butterfly.

I haven't picked up any pieces, so I'm so excited. Everyone understands.

After waiting for a long time, I won't be so excited. It's to pick up space debris. In fact, for them, it's like picking up plastic bottles every day.

Ning Shu felt a little tired, there are rules of wood and water drops out of the power, so that she has the spirit.

All the time, Ning Shu picked up several bags and tied them up. Then he took another bag and ran around to pick up pieces.

Generally, they carry two other bags, and the fragments with the power of rules and regulations are placed in one bag, while the ordinary fragments are placed in one bag.

Different pieces are placed in different positions and cannot be mixed together.

In fact, it's garbage sorting.

With the efforts of the people, the floating debris is less and less, but everyone is very tired.

The speed slows down. Ningshu is not as fast as before. Although these fragments are not heavy, they are very tired after a long time.

Anhe has always been black faced. When Ning Shu passed by, he walked around.

Xiangfeng man Anhe is now full of bad breath. Whoever is close to him is unlucky.

Ning Shu doesn't want to go up and find it boring.

Of course, Ning Shu still has a little bit of schadenfreude in mind.

It's natural. Let's see who the heaven forgives.

Anhe sees Ningshu every time he passes by, just like a mouse, it's gone. Why, does he hate ghosts now?

Anhe's face is darker. It's almost a bright laugh.

The mood of the big guy is not good, which leads to the military atmosphere of pulling off the plane is also heavy, and no one dares to speak.

In any case, this time it was the army's dereliction of duty.

Ning Shu shook his arm. He felt it was uncomfortable. He kept repeating the monotonous action. Even the soul couldn't bear it.

There are fewer and fewer pieces. We all see the same hope and speed up. Before that, the dense and drifting pieces have been cleared up.

Ning Shu tied up his pocket and sat down to have a rest.

An army man came to take these bags away. I don't know where these pieces will go in the end.Remember that those insects also eat fragments, and eat the origin of the world.

Those insects eat really high-end food.

So, the garbage should be collected, first, to avoid hurting the surrounding areas, and second, to be used as materials for war and peace talks in the future?

When he didn't pick up the garbage, Ning Shu opened the umbrella.

The face of the umbrella was originally white and lustrous, but now it's grey. It looks like it's covered with a layer of grey.

You can't even brush it off.

All of a sudden, this umbrella is dirty.

However, in order to prevent his soul from being polluted and less contaminated, Ning Shu still holds an umbrella.

Anyway, she can't see that the umbrella is dirty, and her heart is not bothered.

When the umbrella is completely black, replace it with a new one.

Fifty thousand merits buy a new one, and this time she should be paid one hundred thousand merits.

You can buy two umbrellas.

The garbage is all picked up. Is it handled here and is it going to the next place?

It's really endless. Hasn't there been a break?

Ning Shu feels comfortable in doing tasks, and how to make himself comfortable when fulfilling the client's wishes.

Ning Shu has no acquaintance here except for Xiangfeng man and taishu. People chat with each other in circles, and she stands in one place.

Ning Shu thinks that he has been a loner for quite a long time. He still needs to know more people in the future. At least he has a nodding acquaintance with these big guys.

But when her reincarnation world is successful, there should be many people coming to connect it.

So there's no need for bitter Baba to get involved.

Flowers come from butterflies, grass from wild horses.

The capital is enough. Naturally, some people come to visit us. Let's be friends.

It's uncomfortable to go straight to someone else's disgust.

Is to play with the handle of the umbrella, and then study the water drop in the center of the eyebrow. Can this thing really produce the source of life?

But how can we bring it up alone?

At leisure, Ning Shu wants to stimulate his mental ball to enhance his mental strength.

But I will pick up rubbish later. I will not torture myself.

Who came up with this kind of self mutilation practice.