Crossover Anime: From DanMachi to Becoming a Garbage Scavenging Master

After bringing back the Blue Crab Shell Breastplate and Water Serpent Boots from Nyod at a friendly price to the camp, Tengyo looked at the well-organized state of the camp and felt a surge of satisfaction.

To be honest, we owe this scene to all the commotion we went through last night.

Last night, he reorganized the inventory in the Genesis Vortex, categorizing the items he had collected. The furniture and decorations in good condition were selected and given to Alphia and the others to decorate their clan's residence, while the rest were sorted out by category.

The first category is daily necessities, which are divided into four items based on their use: consumables, equipment, materials, and miscellaneous items. They are also roughly divided into three types based on their technological content: ancient craftsmanship, modern craftsmanship, and magical craftsmanship. In short, it's about figuring out the origin and quality of each item so that it's easy to find it when you need it later.

After more than half a year of accumulation, his room has successfully replicated his life before the time travel—game consoles, computers, happy meals, everything you could want.

However, she couldn't keep all the inventory for herself. She kept the materials suitable for long-term storage, and threw the rest into the universal synthesizer to convert them into resources usable by her clan. As for those handicrafts whose uses she didn't even understand… well, they were just taking up space, so she simply packed them up and gave them to the Black Tower. She was quite happy about it, and casually carved out a plot of land in the heart of the Genesis Vortex to build a collection room with these things, saying that looking at them brought back some memories.

The second type is rule fragments, which are a bit more troublesome to handle.

He patiently summarized his current gains. The fragments that constituted matter could be basically classified into five categories: metal, wood, water, fire, and earth; everything else could be seen as a derivative of these five. The fragments that constituted energy were mainly divided into two categories: yin and yang. Above that, there were two more special categories: spacetime and time, which were ridiculously rare; he only had a few of each type in his possession.

Interestingly, the derivatives of the rule fragments are incredibly diverse and seem particularly susceptible to the influence of will. For example, the rule fragment of "Gold" evolved into the rule fragment of "Cutting" in the world of Katanagatari. The same thing can take completely different forms in a different world.

However, these analyses are not particularly important to Tianxing for the time being. The significance of different fragment types to him, frankly speaking, is simply to increase his efficiency in scavenging. As for what they actually are, how to use them, and what kind of tricks they can be played with—that's up to our great Lady Black Tower!

After classifying the Genesis Vortex yesterday, he had a conversation with Black Tower. Black Tower looked through the records and found that most of the rule fragments he had collected in the past month were related to water, so he enthusiastically suggested conducting a trapping experiment.

According to her plan, this experiment would first consume a water-attribute rule fragment, operating at maximum power output—the energy of one fragment could last approximately ten days, which was also the current single-use limit of the resource capture mechanism. Once the energy was exhausted, a new fragment would be installed, allowing the experiment to continue indefinitely.

Tianxing was somewhat looking forward to it after hearing this. Since most of the fragments he had collected recently were related to water, would deliberately using water-attribute fragments as bait this time attract a water-filled ocean world?

As he was planning the experiment, he suddenly heard a commotion coming from the open space that was being used as a training ground.

Looking in the direction of the sound, one could see figures moving about on the training field—

My own clan and the Loki clan are conducting joint training.

Toga and Negation Princess had no combat experience, so Alphia and Metalia taught them basic combat skills, focusing on how to dodge attacks, so that they would be able to protect themselves when they served as supporters in the future.

On the open ground nearby, Shichika and Riveria were conducting pursuit training. Riveria continuously unleashed fireballs and ice spears through short incantations, while Shichika dodged constantly, getting used to the mage's attack methods while looking for an opportunity to close the distance. Riveria also roamed under Shichika's pressure, honing her parallel incantation skills. Whenever Shichika successfully closed in on her, the two would rest briefly before creating distance again and continuing the next round of training.

On the other side, Grace and Frozen Snow's interaction resembled more of a playful banter between uncle and nephew than a training session. Frozen Snow wielded the Xuan Heavy Ruler, each strike creating a shimmering mist of ice. Although Grace was a level higher, his axe strikes were frequently hampered by the ice mist, though this was partly due to his seemingly lack of seriousness.

"Uncle Grace, take this! Take this!" Pink Snow excitedly unleashed a powerful three-hit combo.

"Wow! That's impressive!" Grace swung his axe to meet the attack.

The two chatted back and forth, having a great time.

However, in this noisy training field, the most eye-catching thing is still the almost silent standoff in the center of the field, which makes people unconsciously hold their breath.

Finn gripped his pistol, his expression more serious than ever before. He was calculating the distance and rhythm, and also assessing the gap between himself and his opponent. Opposite him, Yasuri Nanami simply stood quietly, her hands tucked into her sleeves, a calm smile on her face, as if this battle between equals had never posed a threat from the start.

The first few rounds were merely probing. Finn thrust his spear several times, his movements swift and precise, but Nanami effortlessly dodged them—she simply tilted her head slightly or took a small step, causing the spear tip to miss its mark repeatedly. That composure wasn't deliberate, but rather as if she already knew the outcome.

Finn quickly realized the difference in their abilities and stopped his attack, asking her not to hold back. Nanami nodded in agreement, and the atmosphere subtly tightened. The ensuing battle made Finn clearly feel the pressure.

Every move he made was easily countered by Nanami. His first strike was blocked, but he adjusted his angle and thrust again, this time holding out a little longer. He kept changing his moves and making adjustments, each improvement giving him a brief moment of initiative, but that was all.

Nanami seemed to be guiding him forward, setting up new challenges every time he broke through an obstacle. And once the offensive stalled, she would repel him. The more he fought, the clearer it became that his proud marksmanship seemed slow and clumsy in front of her.

He took a deep breath, suppressed his emotions, and focused his gaze again.

"This strike is the answer I honed in the deep mountains."

As soon as he finished speaking, his imposing aura abruptly subsided. The judgment and intuition accumulated through years of arduous training converged into a single line at this moment, and the power of the skill "Riding the Heart with One Strike" was unleashed, pushing his spear technique to its limit in an instant—leaving only the most direct and fatal strike at the tip of the spear.

Just as he stepped forward and drew his gun, Nanami slightly raised his eyes, and a hint of excitement finally appeared in his gaze.

"Let me show you how weak you are."

The spark within the seven entities flickered slightly, activating the skill "Revelation Messenger." Seven afterimages suddenly appeared before Finn's eyes, each a scene of his attacks being dismantled by the seven entities—a parry, a dodge, a counter-attack that precisely exploited his weaknesses. With anyone else, he wouldn't care, but every possibility displayed by this woman meant how his marksmanship would be completely neutralized in a life-or-death struggle.

However, reality did not stop there. Nanami stepped aside to the blind spot, and the gun stopped beside her—she chose the least strenuous of the seven methods, but did not follow up with an attack.

Finn's pupils contracted slightly, realizing once again that the illusion he had just witnessed was not an illusion. He saw the gap in skill, and also recognized his own shortcomings.

So he made a decision, took two steps back, and said in a tone of seeking advice, "Then, please take my last move, a spell that I can only use once a day—Tirnano."

Nanami nodded, signaling him to continue. Finn poured all his power into the short gun, his magic and physical strength surging simultaneously, the gun gleaming faintly. He roared, "Pierce through!" and hurled the gun with all his might. The short gun transformed into a streak of light, tearing through the air, the force of the wind pressing down on the ground—this strike embodied all his strength and will.

This time, Nanami did not retreat. She raised her hand, her fingers forming a knife-like shape, and gently swung it upwards.

A thin blade of air slashed out silently, meeting the spear's momentum in mid-air. There was no loud noise, no explosion; the blade precisely cut into the weakest point, dismantling its internal power layer by layer, and the entire attack lost its support in an instant. The short spear, having lost its power, tumbled several times in the air before finally embedding itself in the ground three steps away from Nanami, humming and vibrating.

Nanami withdrew her hand and returned to her frail appearance.

Finn slowly exhaled, his eyes no longer filled with confusion, but rather with a burning passion. He looked at Nanami, his expression solemn as he declared, "Next time, I will win!"

Tianxing watched this scene from afar, weighed the newly acquired equipment in his arms, and thought to himself that the future of the clan was becoming more and more promising.