Meng Chao and Lu Siya did not want to alert the managers of the waste treatment center, so they could only sit in a shack located among the piles of trash.
As Meng Chao watched the recyclers sweat while working in a horrid environment, he could not help but say, "I didn't expect that Dragon City would have such a place!"
"You think that their job is very hard, do you?" Lu Siya smirked coldly. "Honestly, they're already lucky. At the very least, they have a regular, lawful job. There are plenty of people who want to become recyclers, but can't do it!"
Meng Chao fell silent.
He knew that Lu Siya was telling the truth.
The unemployment rate in Dragon City was always high.