God-Tier Recycling System

After the Breakup, I Became the King of Scrap My ex-girlfriend laughs that all I know how to do is pick up trash. She has no idea that every bottle I pick up is worth more than she is. When a rich heir shows off his sports car in front of me, I pat the hood and say: “Hey, handsome, is this car… scrap?” Ding! Recycled Bugatti Veyron fragments. Obtained [God-Tier Driving Skills]!