Chen Feng traveled through the wasteland world, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he was thrown to mutant beasts as bait.
At the critical moment, the synthesis system of all things is awakened!
Moldy coils, rusty flashlights, synthetic orbital anti-aircraft guns!
Mutated beasts cut off their horns and abandoned cars to synthesize anti-matter mechas!
Broken tires, rotten cables, and garbage that scavengers don't want are all taken home.
While everyone was chewing the bark of the tree, they laughed at Chen Feng for being the king of rags.
And he, synthesized! Synthesis! Still synthetic!
The garbage collected can be synthesized infinitely to create an interstellar empire!
The people who laughed at him were still grabbing half a bottle of sewage, but Chen Feng was already sitting on the throne:
"Now, what should you call me?"
