
Don't Mess with That Rag Collector
by A Smile That Shakes The Thirty-third Heaven
About This Novel
Gao Dayong worked as a delivery boy at Blue Star for three years, but he watched his girlfriend get into someone else's BMW. He was so angry that he spat out a mouthful of blood and activated the longevity lock given by his grandma - he traveled through time. In the Kyushu Immortal Realm, spiritual energy has been exhausted for 100,000 years. The prosperous days when the Nascent Soul roamed the earth were long gone, and the transformed god could be the leader. The higher-ups all know the truth: the ascension is cut off and the spiritual energy is there. The war is just to consume the low-level monks and maintain the cultivation level of the Supreme Ancestors. Gao Dayong opened his eyes and lay in the scrap area, with an extra panel in his mind. Three similar items can "return to the original" and add some vitality to the longevity lock. What others see as rubbish is treasure in his eyes. When all the sects are fighting for a ray of spiritual energy, this outsider who opened a recycling station in the waste area is using modern scheduling algorithms to return to the origin in batches, using chemical knowledge to identify black iron, and using business thinking to manage the territory. "Don't mess with the rag collector." --Later, this sentence became the most terrifying legend in Kyushu.
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