In this world, logic has collapsed.
Fifty years ago, the Void Explosion shattered the old order. Human beings awaken to their profession and struggle to survive in the ruins. Combat professions are like gods, while auxiliary professions are like abandoned dust.
Lin Mo, Linhai No. 1 Middle School's first-ranked alien in theory, awakened to the F-level occupation of garbageman under the spotlight. His girlfriend betrayed him, his wealthy family suppressed him, and everyone laughed at him. The indifferent class shackles seemed to completely lock him to the bottom.
No one knew that in his absolutely rational eyes, the world was composed of countless logical lines.
"[Broken Arrogance] was detected, the recovery was successful, and the attribute points were obtained: Strength +10." "The [Dead Attack] was detected, and the recovery was successful, and the causal level skill was obtained: 100% evasion." "The [underlying rules of the world] were detected, the recovery was successful, and the logic was reconstructed - the gods are forbidden!"
While the top geniuses were still fighting desperately for a precious elixir, Lin Mo walked calmly through the Shura Field with a recycling box on his back. "The peerless magic weapon in your eyes is just a bunch of misplaced logical garbage in my eyes."
Many years later, when alien gods came, they tried to wipe out human civilization. Lin Mo pushed up his glasses, looked at the gods in the sky, and issued the final cleaning instructions: "Garbage should stay in the trash can."
