Cute Beast Store No. 138

BS138 Chapter 8: Mutual Frustration Upon Arriving at the rubbish disposal area

Anjie's garbage smelled terrible and sometimes even had hazardous and harmful effects, but it was ignored by the people. However, even for the dirtiest, grimiest person, he still had to take out his trash once every other week.

Of course, if you were rich enough without anything to do, you could hire others to take out your trash. However, due to the cruel and brutal nature of Anjie, even an old man operating a stall or a mom that cooked at home were the types of people to slap you senseless with their shoe or use a kitchen knife to murder your master.

So, even to these cruel "weaklings," the garbage disposal expenses were naturally incomparable to the ordinary cost of garbage disposal outside. According to Anjie's Dumbass Statistics, the cost of employing people to dump one's garbage was almost equal to the price of finding a beautiful person to spend the night with.

As a result, the idiocrasy of Anjie could be summed up in a single sentence: unnecessary consumption and leftovers should both taxed the same amount. The fact of the matter was that there was very little distinguishing the people who took out the trash and the trash themselves, and thus it was negligible.

But! Much to the surprise of the rich old men who hired others to take out their trash, starting from three days ago, their employees were demanding a raise in wages. And from three days ago until the present, the price to take out the trash suddenly increased to a point they couldn't bear it any longer!

As a result, the old moneybags of Anjie were quite unhappy. If you want a raise in wages, fine, but how could you make money if you were dead?! Anjie's rubbish disposal area was a chaotic and dirty place but only a little bit dangerous, how could one demand a price raise rivalling that of a fierce S-level beast?!

So, the old, aggressive moneybags of Anjie started taking out their own trash for the first time, sauntering towards the rubbish disposal area of Anjie. As the old men made their way to the rubbish disposal area, they met many familiar faces. At first, they all thought it was okay, seeing other seventh level hunters like themselves taking out their own trash, clicking their tongues as they did so.

But after time passed and more and more familiar faces came, even the ninth-level explorers started coming with a huge garbage bag in tow. Even dumbasses could tell that something was wrong...

How was this even taking out the trash? It was more like a group of hunters ready to hunt and murder.

Was the rubbish disposal area occupied by an abandoned A-level beast these past few days?! Was this why the weaklings didn't dare come near?

As a result, all the old men, elders, aunties, and uncles of Anjie began to take out their trash with extreme caution. Eventually, the old men were able to scare a group of people just by hiding and stamping their feet and were quite dumbfounded by this. Afterwards, their hairy bodies would abruptly retreat three feet back, as if they were trying to stare down the gigantic rubbish disposal area.

"Psh, Old Zhang...can you tell me if this really is the garbage disposal area since your eyes are good? Why does this old one get the feeling that beasts are taking refugee here?!"

"Tsh, what are you asking me for? This is my first time seeing a crippled beast out in the daylight! It's an S or B rank yet doesn't make a move to attack! What kind of joke is this?!"

"Yeah, it's bizarre! Do you guys remember how three days earlier there was garbage all around? Where did it all go now?! If garbage disappears after people throw it away, is it still a rubbish disposal area?!"

"That's why when you throw out the trash we come along and throw it out too." A scarred boy patted the shoulder of the somewhat disabled and ugly boy who was complaining next to him. However, he only received a huge eye roll.