Chapter 483 No, This Is Different From What I Thought

The simulacrum deep-buried box quietly confronted Haro.

Lu Yao turned on the lights in the living room. Under the light, the surface of the green trash can emitted the reflection of cheap plastic.

From the appearance alone, it was no different from other trash cans in the city, and even the sour smell of fermented garbage was exactly the same.

If you see something like this, and the lid can't be opened, most people will stay away from it.

Except for the weird appearance that appeared out of thin air, the trash can didn't move for the next ten minutes.

Haro, on the other hand, didn't move at all.

The three-headed hellhound stared at the trash can with its eyes, as if facing a great enemy.

"Haro, hold it steady first, I'll check if there is any relevant information."

Seeing that the trash can didn't seem to have the tendency to attack people actively, Lu Yao asked the two apostles to pay attention to the control of the situation. He returned to the computer and clicked on the official website of the committee from the favorites.

After logging into the database, Lu Yao entered [simulacrum deep-buried box].

Several descriptions popped up below.

[Mimetic Deep Burial Box Type III] No. 44

[Mimetic Deep Burial Box Type I] No. 92

[Mimetic Deep Burial Box Type II] No. 133

[Mimetic Deep Burial Box Type I] No. 208

…

The committee recorded a lot of relevant information.

The deep burial box is defined as a special object, which is a non-living substance or phenomenon.

This thing comes from the wasteland.

“…The mimic deep burial box is a special object produced by Wasteland No. 3, and has appeared many times in human history. In different eras and environments, its mimicry will form different external forms, such as wells, large holes, or strange beasts, but their functions and effects are the same, that is, to bury wasteland garbage deeply.”

“The deep burial box is a special garbage container buried in the earth by Wasteland No. 3, with the purpose of degrading harmful wasteland garbage. During the degradation process, wasteland garbage needs a wide space away from people, otherwise it may catalyze harmful organisms and even a series of derivative natural disasters…”

"The structure of this object is uniform, but because the buried objects are different, the danger of different buried boxes will be different. The higher the proportion of a certain buried object, the shorter the storage time is, and the chaotic mixing is in the early stage. Deep buried objects exceeding 30% may control the buried box, and more than 50% will be extremely dangerous."

...

"If you encounter a buried box, please keep your distance from it. Touching and continuously staring will result in being judged as needing to be stored. Please notify the relevant departments of the committee in time after discovery."

Lu Yao read it word by word and roughly understood this strange object.

The buried box is a garbage can discarded by Wasteland No. 3 on Earth to store and downgrade wasteland garbage. The Earth is regarded as a hazardous garbage discharge site by the wasteland.

There are currently three types of buried boxes discovered, with Type I being the smallest and Type III being the largest.

As for Wasteland No. 3, there is very little information in the database.

So far, there is no record or precedent of humans directly contacting Wasteland No. 3. All of them were learned and profiled indirectly, and a vague inference was drawn.

People speculate that Wasteland No. 3 is a world full of garbage. It constantly discharges and discards garbage to the outside world, usually leaving [mimicry deep buried boxes] of different models and sizes. This is the image it presents.

As for why this is the case, and what happened in Wasteland No. 3, no one knows.

Anyway, in the eyes of Wasteland No. 3, other worlds are places to throw garbage.

Lu Yao looked back at the living room.

The green trash can in the living room is still standing opposite the pirate dog.

Now two points can be confirmed.

First, to some extent, this trash can No. 217 can indeed be regarded as the red dragon Kataruo, but it exists in another way.

Second, whether Haro angered or activated the red dragon, or was simply locked by the deep buried box, the three-headed dog has been regarded as garbage that needs to be collected by the trash can.

Lu Yao is still making a strategy.

Haro over there couldn't help but take the lead.

It pounced on the deep buried box and turned into a black and white distorted light and shadow.

Haro projected a silhouette with a trident-shaped head on the wall. The trident-like head roamed on the ceiling, and the body under the neck was erratic like mist.

The deep-buried box made a crackling sound, as if some small animal was chewing biscuits.

A ball of blue-white strong light rose from its garbage cover, which directly covered Haro's hair and shadow, making a sizzling sound of electricity.

Haro's "wow" scream was immediately heard in the living room.

The three-headed dog returned to its dog form and hid at Lu Yao's feet in the inner room.

"Mr. Navigator, please lend a hand!"

It was smoking and exuded a burnt smell.

Lu Yao found that the living room had become empty at this time.

The trash can was detached with one blow.

"Damn it!" Seeing the enemy disappear, the three-headed dog was furious: "This bastard is like this, sneak attack, hit and run. Then hide again, sneak attack next time!" The mimicry deployment ability is very strong, and Isabel and Slymode can't identify where No. 217 is hiding. Although No. 217 can be regarded as a red dragon in the form of a trash can, it is really troublesome to have such a stalker hiding in the dark. Lu Yao originally wanted to find Song Shiyi directly and let the committee take her in. However, Harrow tried hard to dissuade him. "Mr. Navigator, please give me some time... I need to end the battle with Kataro a thousand years ago. Even if it becomes a trash can, the agreement is still valid."

The three-headed dog found Lu Yao all the way before, hoping that Lu Yao could use the power of the sailor to judge whether the trash can was a red dragon.

Lu Yao is Harrow’s most trusted sailor. The information he gave also convinced the three-headed dog that the trash can was the red dragon.

This made Lu Yao a little embarrassed.

"Hello, look. Even if the deep burial box can be driven by the red dragon, it can't speak, and it will cause many subsequent dangers to the world. We still have ways to deal with it, but ordinary people will be threatened by their lives."

Lu Yao said seriously: "Is the current deep burial box really still a Cataro? Its deep burial objects are only 41.5% composed of red dragons. This is a mobile tomb wrapped in a red dragon."

"If you win, you only win with a trash can and a bunch of confusing elements."

"It's time to move on, Hello. We can't live in the past."

Harrow still insisted not to let go: "I understand your painstaking efforts and good intentions, but please let me fight this last time. Regardless of winning or losing, this is the last time1"

"Although I don't know what's going on, I can feel that Cataro is also holding on. Because of my appearance, it can control the trash can. It can't hold on for long... That's why it hits every time It will disappear after a while.”

The three-headed dog's eyes flashed with high fighting spirit: "If I give up and leave now, that guy will really die."

"Please let me have a fight with it."

Lu Yao had no idea.

Thousand years of obsession cannot be let go in just one or two sentences.

"That's the last time."

…

Four hours later, at 2:11 a.m., the final battle officially began in the living room.

There's really not much to say about the entire battle.

Harrow fell to the ground with a trash can and was being treated with electrotherapy. The dog kept barking.

The uncle downstairs was so angry that he knocked on the door.

"What are you doing, what are you doing? Why is the dog yelling and rummaging through boxes and cabinets in the middle of the night? Do you want anyone to sleep? The child has to go to school tomorrow, what is the name of your dog?"

Lu Yao could only apologize awkwardly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."

Lu Yao turned around and made a gesture.

Isabel and Slimod, who were ready on both sides, swarmed up and beat the trash can before subduing him.

Looking at the trash can that was pushed to the ground, the Harrow dog with charred hair on the side had a melancholy face.

"No, this is different from what I thought..."

Lu Yao touched the dog's head: "Just beat it."

Perhaps in Harrow's imagination, this was a thousand-year battle between a dragon and a three-headed dog at the top of the Forbidden City, filled with rage and heroic spirit.

But in real life, it's just a trash can beating a drowned dog and disturbing people late at night.

The dragon had long since fallen into a box, and the three-headed dog had become a stray dog.

Times have changed.