From a Cannon Fodder Skeleton to the Richest Man in the Underground City

As soon as Aisoun opened his eyes, he became the cannon fodder little skeleton at the bottom of the food chain in the fantasy world. Good news: He has a gamification panel, and the six red immortal-level BUFFs he inherited are blinding! Bad news: Strength, agility, and constitution are all 1 point, and if the wind is too strong, it will fall apart... Even worse news: Goldfinger's function is to burn corpses to ashes... Wait, why is this dust the "dirty dust" that the high-end market is rushing to grab? "More expensive than magic crystal?!" ———————— Thus, the weakest capitalist in history was born! While others take risks to defeat monsters and earn gold coins, he focuses on "garbage recycling" and wholesale. Monster corpse? Burn! The remains of a magic plant? Burn! Elite unit? Burn! Leader unit? Burn! ... While others were still worrying about equipment, Aisoun had already used "dirty materials" to control elite magic plants, used the undead as free labor, and even kidnapped a long black necromancer to engage in smuggling trade. King of Bones? Dungeon Lord? No! Aithorn just wants to run his small business and monopolize the comprehensive corpse disposal and high-end material supply chain! "Give it a go, this skeleton doesn't want to fight. I just want to burn my corpse quietly, make money, and become the richest man!" - Said a certain little skeleton. … Elements: "Lord Farming" + "Sword and Magic" (the tag was eaten by ideas)