A thunderous crash split the sky, and the System made a dazzling entrance.
What the heck? A... a scavenging System?
I'm a strapping man, a scholar who studied hard for sixteen years, and I finally earned the honor of becoming a socialist successor in the twenty-first century. And now you're telling me to pick through trash? I'll pick through your damn...
"Ding! Detected beginner-level firearm skills. Available for recycling and reprocessing..."
"Ding! Detected beginner-level piano performance skills. Available for recycling and reprocessing..."
"Ding! Detected beginner-level forgery skills. Available for recycling and reprocessing..."
Ahem... Father System, you really know me! I'm a bona fide junk collector, after all! I'm a brick in the cause of resource recycling and environmental improvement, ready to be carried wherever I'm needed!
"Ding! Detected an inkstone from the late Qing dynasty. Available for recycling and reprocessing..."
"Ding! Detected a piece of icy glutinous jadeite rough. Available for recycling and reprocessing..."
Xiao Yi's expression was solemn, his gaze resolute. The cloak draped over his shoulders snapped in the gale. Gritting his teeth, he straightened his back and shielded everyone behind him as the setting sun stretched his shadow long, long across the ground...
When skills rain down upon me, I shall stand at the forefront of countless millions!
A batch of water!