When he was eighteen years old, the apocalypse came and the whole school awakened to supernatural powers. The school bully has awakened the S-level [Thunder], and the school beauty has awakened the A-level [Holy Light]. And I only awakened the most rubbish level F - [Recycling].
Everyone told me to go pick up trash in the logistics department. Until the zombie wave besieged the city, tens of millions of zombies broke through the last line of human defense, and the S-class strong men fell one by one. I stood up silently and stretched out my hand towards the 100-meter-tall corpse king:
"You're scrapped."
The next second, the Corpse King was shattered into pieces in my palm, and the recovery progress bar popped up a prompt——
[Recycling object: Zombie King]
[Recycled products: experience value +50,000,000, a god-level summoning card]
Decompose?
I looked back at the group of frightened classmates and grinned: "Don't be nervous, we recycle junk professionally and we don't charge you."
