Overworked office drone Lin Mo drops dead at his desk after another late night. When he opens his eyes, he's become one of the lowest-ranked “castoffs” in another world, and the sect immediately sends him to guard the “Discarded Valley,” piled high with scrap. Just when he thinks he'll starve in the wilderness, the [Glitchy Myriad Worlds Recycling System] suddenly binds to him. While everyone else fights over heavenly treasures, he picks up rusty junk. While they swallow premium pills, he brews expired medicinal dregs. While they seek cultivation manuals, he digs up ancient books with missing pages.
“Ding! Recycled a rusty iron sword. A remnant sword spirit detected. Repaired as ‘Spirit Devourer Slash,’ with passive effect: every time you hit someone, you get garbage. (Just kidding.)”
“Ding! Recycled moldy spirit rice. Refined into a ‘Bad Luck Reversal Talisman.’ Effect: anyone who mocks you will step in dog poop on the spot.”
“Ding! Recycled a villain’s severed finger. ‘Trace the Cause and Effect’ triggered. Obtained the coordinates of his treasure vault. (Villain: I... thank you?)”
From picking up garbage to earn enough spirit stones to get by, to stunning Immortal Venerables with junk and repairing the Heavenly Dao with scrap, Lin Mo gradually discovers that the “trash” scorned by all the myriad worlds is actually the legacy of an ancient civilization. And every time his glitchy System acts up, it reveals another of the universe’s ultimate secrets.
“Don't touch that pile of junk!” the sect elders roar.
As Lin Mo turns the “junk” into divine artifacts, he grumbles, “These days, picking up garbage is more cutthroat than working 996!”
