When disaster struck, I became a big shot surviving in the ocean.

Chen Qing and One-eyed hurried to the Mechanical Garbage Yard, oh, that’s not right, its grand name is the Mechanical Recycling Factory. Although it’s called a factory, in reality, it’s just a pile of shacks on the sandy beach by the sea, but it covers quite a large area.

It is situated at the most remote corner of Sapphire Island, usually deserted; the coastline as far as the eye can see is littered with mechanical junk.

Many pieces of mechanical junk had lost their color, revealing the robust brass and silver colors inside.

Chen Qing noticed that most of the machinery here was huge, clumsy, and slow.

Quite a few machines were still being tested and operated, the roar of the machines, the movement of gears, and the clanging of metal, giving off a primeval sense as if they were just born.

The entire recycling plant exuded an ancient and outdated atmosphere, full of nostalgia, completely different from the glamorous style of other parts of Sapphire Island.

This place was called the Mechanical Garbage Yard, and it truly lived up to its name.

This junk, should all be products from the last century, right?

"Don’t judge by its rough appearance, you can still find quite a few good things if you look closely,"

One-eyed touched his nose, feeling a bit ashamed, not daring to look at Chen Qing.