As spiritual qi revives and exotic beasts run rampant, humanity enters an age of universal awakening. Wei Muyu awakens the utterly useless F-rank [Metal Affinity], leaving him to scrape by collecting junk at a scrapyard. Then one day, a piece of scrap metal cuts his finger, activating the [God-Tier Scavenger System]!
[Ding! Disassemble a rusty dumbbell: receive a hundredfold return, one Dragon-Elephant Prajna Pill!]
[Ding! Disassemble a broken phone: receive a thousandfold return, the future supercomputer “Friday”!]
When a rich second-generation brat shows up to pick a fight, Wei Muyu quietly picks up a soda can.
“Don’t get me wrong. I’m not picking on you specifically. I just think all you so-called geniuses, along with your gear, are garbage.”
