You Were Supposed to Buy Scrap, So Why Are You Weighing an Alien Mothership?

Chen Yu is a poor 19-year-old who runs the waste recycling business at a university.

To pay for his mother's medical treatment, put his younger sister through school, and repay the loan on his secondhand three-wheeled cart, he rides his battered tricycle around Shaocheng University every day, collecting scrap.

Then he awakens the [Absolute Physical Dimensional Reduction Recycling System].

From that moment on, the world changes.

To everyone else, they are:

High-tech bionic reconnaissance birds;

Top-secret quantum communication devices;

Alien flying saucers;

Stealth nuclear submarines from the deep sea;

Motherships from higher-dimensional civilizations.

But to Chen Yu, they all belong to just four categories:

Cardboard, plastic, scrap copper, and rusty iron.

One swing of his hammer can turn a curvature engine capable of advancing human technology by five hundred years into a pile of aluminum alloy scrap.

The experts are in tears.

The principal has been admitted to the ICU.

The authorities spend all night trying to clean up the mess.

Chen Yu only cares about one thing:

"Boss, the total comes to 86 yuan and 50 fen. WeChat Pay or Alipay?"