Crossover Anime: From DanMachi to Becoming a Garbage Scavenging Master

A side room in the shop. This is a place that Zheng Tianxing prepared specifically for receiving distinguished guests.

The man who arrived today was a large fellow—short brown hair, broad shoulders, and an unmistakable stench of the sea emanating from him. He placed the package on the table, and the aroma of fresh catch immediately filled the air. The most eye-catching item was a piece of fish meat with scales as black as iron, gleaming with a dull luster, as if it had been dredged from some sunless place in the deep sea.

"Any kid seeing this for the first time would think it's a monster," he said, patting the fish's body and laughing. "A giant black fish, it tastes pretty good."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at Zheng Tianxing.

"My name is Njord, and yours is Njord?"

"Prometheus".

He nodded, a hint of interest appearing on his face.

"The one who stole the heavenly fire? Did he just descend to the mortal realm?"

"Hmm." Zheng Tianxing pushed a few bottles of soda to the center of the table, gesturing for him to help himself. "I came from far away. I was just passing through, but I ended up staying here for a few more days and found this town to be quite nice—the sea breeze is nice, and the people are friendly, so I decided to stay."

"It's that simple?"

Zheng Tianxing paused for a moment.

"...Not entirely," he said slowly. "I don't get along well with the guy stationed in Orario, so staying away from him will at least reduce the trouble."

After all, according to historical records, after stealing the fire from the heavens and throwing it to the mortal realm, he was punished by Zeus once.

Njord laughed and slammed his hand on the table.

"Zeus? I know," he said cheerfully. "Besides, the atmosphere in Orario is indeed not very friendly to gods who have just descended to the mortal realm."

He said, lifting the soda and taking a big gulp, then looked at the bottle in his hand with some surprise.

"It really does taste like bread, amazing!"

"There's a lot of freedom here in Mellen. Everyone is helping each other out for the development of the town. You've come to the right place."

The atmosphere immediately relaxed considerably.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Zheng Tianxing took out a few Heart-Nourishing and Soul-Returning Pills from the cabinet and pushed them in front of Nyod.

"This is also one of our main products right now. It's specially designed to restore magic power; those of you who sail at sea should find it useful."

Njord picked up a piece, put it in his mouth, chewed it slowly, and savored it for a while, a hint of interest gradually appearing in his eyes.

"Our clan occasionally encounters monsters in the open sea," he said, placing the pill back on the table. He then looked up at Zheng Tianxing. "If I'm buying regularly, could you offer a discount? Or—could I exchange it for monster materials?"

"For long-term supply, the maximum discount right now is 10%." Zheng Tianxing paused slightly. "This place has just opened, so it's not easy to reduce costs yet. You should understand."

I could almost hear Black Tower's ambiguous chuckle.

He continued, "However, on another note, our clan is currently developing new products and is short of raw materials. If you have any monster materials or magic stones that you haven't seen before, you can directly convert them into products at the recycling price in Orario—saving you the trouble of dealing with dropped items, and I can also fill the material gap on my end. It's a win-win situation for both sides."

Njord's eyes lit up immediately.

It saves time and effort, and there might even be more opportunities for collaboration in the future.

"Alright!" he readily agreed. "Our clan happens to have some things we haven't had time to deal with yet—the water serpent's fins, the metal crab's blue shell, and things like that. I'll have someone send them over to you later as a small gift."

Black Tower gave a soft "hmm" in his mind, as if confirming a result he had already anticipated.

After reaching an agreement, Zheng Tianxing took out fried chicken and cola that he had previously picked up with the help of his golden finger from the cabinet to treat Njord.

He took just one bite, and his eyes widened immediately. He asked several times what it was. After Zheng Tianxing gave a brief explanation, he remained silent for a moment, then nodded solemnly—a formal acknowledgment of Zheng's product development capabilities.

After a few words of conversation, his tone suddenly changed, and his expression became slightly serious.

"The number of monsters in the open sea has been increasing lately, which feels a bit off. If you plan to stay here for a long time, you'd better prepare in advance, and you should also improve the combat strength of your clan."

At this point, he added:

"If you encounter any trouble, just come to me. Everyone who comes to Mellen is my friend."

Zheng Tianxing nodded, raised the can of cola in his hand, and gently touched the one in his hand.

"Then I'll take good care of you, Njord."

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As night fell, the sound of the tide slowly rolled in from afar.

The seaside hut wasn't large, and the oil lamp cast a warm, dim yellow light on the walls. In the center of the room, several chairs were pushed together side by side, covered with a soft cushion, barely forming a makeshift altar—it was indeed rather shabby, but there was no time to worry about that at the moment.

Alphia and Metria stood side by side, their expressions flickering in the oil lamplight. A mixture of nervousness and anticipation lingered in their usually composed gazes, revealing a barely concealed unease.

Just moments before, Zheng Tianxing's consciousness was suddenly pulled from reality by some force. The next moment, his consciousness and Black Tower's consciousness simultaneously fell into that familiar void within his body.

There, the crystal-clear Seed of the World floated in an endless pure white space, its tiny buds silently unfurling. A pale pink halo gradually coalesced, its outline soft and rounded, and in an instant, it transformed into the familiar figure of a rabbit.

It's Mimi.

She seemed to emerge briefly from a long slumber, her eyes showing a hint of weariness, but her expression remained gentle.

She didn't say anything, but slowly raised her hand.

Above his palm, thirteen flames of different shapes floated silently, each radiating a distinct yet equally intense light.

The moment Zheng Tianxing reached out and took them, a heavy weight immediately surged into his palm—along with it came an indescribable will and memory.

Those were things left behind by everyone in Onpharos during the last time they traveled through time.

Their struggles, their sacrifices, their final hopes as they coalesced into a spark at the end of the world.

This is the most core power of the Seed of the World, which those people obtained by exchanging the entire world for—the flame of hope.

They are waiting for a new successor.

Zheng Tianxing could clearly sense that if the people he chose were willing to bear this weight and respond to the call from the depths of the fire, then they would become the new Titans that would carry the world.

The moment all the embers fell into her palm, Mimi's figure began to fade.

She didn't struggle, nor did she show any reluctance; she simply glanced at Zheng Tianxing quietly. Then, her silhouette receded like the tide, gradually dissipating into the void, sinking back into the depths of the Seed of the World, and returning to slumber.

The black tower stood silently to one side, simply gazing quietly in the direction where the mist had dissipated, as if savoring everything that had happened in the past.

When consciousness returned, the flame of the oil lamp flickered slightly, the room remained quiet, and the sound of the tide still lingered in the distance.

Zheng Tianxing looked at the Alphia sisters standing in front of him, but did not start the ceremony immediately.

After a moment of silence, he slowly spoke:

"The path I am about to take is not the ordinary path of a clan."

Neither of them spoke; they simply listened quietly.

"It was a very difficult road, a road burdened with the destiny of saving the world."

He paused for a moment.

"I can grant you powers far exceeding those of ordinary people, but in return, you must bear responsibilities far exceeding those of ordinary members of the family. You will learn more of my secrets and from then on, your fate will be bound to mine."

"Or choose to withdraw, and from now on, we'll be like strangers."

He looked directly into their eyes.

"So, are you willing to continue following me?"

The room fell silent for a moment, and Alphia and Metria exchanged a glance.

Then, Alphia turned her gaze back, a gentle yet firm smile playing on her lips.

"From the day you abducted us, our fates, sisters, have been tied to yours, haven't they?"

The events of the past week flashed before her eyes, and her smile became more genuine.

"I will always be by your side, Lord Prometheus."

"Me too," Metalia said immediately afterward, her voice soft but equally firm.

Zheng Tianxing nodded.

"Then, from this day forward, you will no longer be merely members of my clan, but my true companions."

The moment the words left his mouth, two sparks of fire appeared out of thin air.

The seed of death, as dark as night, slowly flew into Alphia's body.

A spark of romance, as gentle as the morning light, softly seeps into Mettler's body.

Zheng Tianxing infused it with divine blood. The next instant, light burst forth in the thatched hut, engulfing the dim light of the walls. The ritual of grace had begun!