You Asked Me to Collect Scrap, So Why Am I Hand-Building a Dimensional Strike Weapon?

A three-hundred-jin alloy sledgehammer smashed through the gate of Lu Ze’s scrapyard. A lackey of the transcendent conglomerates planted his boot on Lu Ze’s ledger and sneered, “Commoner, you’re not even fit to collect cardboard!”

At the end of his rope, Lu Ze awakened the [Concept Extraction] talent, which let him extract the underlying logic of anything!

Without a word, he picked up the secondhand Nokia on the counter, its screen worn smooth with age, extracted a glowing orb of [Absolute Immortality], and slipped it into a battered woven-plastic sack.

“Bang!” The hammer came down, but the sack remained intact. The awakened bully broke his bones from the rebound, while an S-rank heiress of a conglomerate, watching from the shadows, stared in disbelief.

From that moment on, everything went completely off the rails.

He stuffed the concept of [Counterfeit] into a villain’s genuine antique worth a billion; slapped [Kinetic Reversal], borrowed from a theme park pirate ship, onto his chest and withstood a forbidden martial art!

When the Abyssal gods descended and all humanity fell into despair,

Lu Ze quietly extracted five thousand years of [Unyielding Spirit] from China, then forged a god-slaying suit of armor with his bare hands…

“I’m just a junk collector. Is it really so strange for me to casually whip up a few weapons that manipulate cause and effect?”