"The door of the Lu family slammed shut, and Lu Zhao squatted in the snow holding half a piece of broken iron. He had been scolded as a 'waste' for eighteen years and was finally kicked out by the family. But when his fingertips touched the faint aura in the iron filings, a mechanical voice sounded in his mind: 'Synthetic System of All Things' Activate! 'Mortal iron? Synthetic black iron! Bad medicine dregs? Synthetic foundation-building pill! A poor boy running a street stall rises up under the banning order of the merchants. Let's see how he uses baskets of synthetic resources to break through the rules of the cultivation world - the so-called 'waste physique'? It's just a disguise before the awakening of the body of all spirits.
