Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

(The academy storyline is just a transition and won't take up too much screen time. Lots of updates daily, so feel free to follow along!)

……

Jiang Chuan stared at the semi-transparent attribute panel in front of him, which contained only a single line of information.

[Basic Disassembly: Grade F, can disassemble items of Black Iron level, success rate 35%, when disassembling an item successfully, up to 27%~42% of the materials can be recovered]

He blinked, and the panel disappeared. He blinked again, and it reappeared, but the information had changed.

[Extract All Things: Rule-level, can disassemble items of any level, 100% success rate, 100% material recovery rate, and can obtain permanent attribute bonuses]

Repeatedly several times.

A fact has finally been confirmed.

Sixteen years after his time travel, his cheat code finally arrived!

"Am I dreaming?"

Jiang Chuan subconsciously pinched his thigh.

It feels very smooth and soft, and a little cool to the touch.

"Um?"

wrong.

He was clearly pinching the fat guy's leg, so why does it feel so strange?

and……

"hiss!!"

A gasp of surprise came from beside me.

Jiang Chuan turned around in surprise, muttering, "Zhang Hao, you fatso, when did your skin get like this...?"

He hadn't finished speaking.

He was stunned.

Standing before me was a face of unparalleled beauty.

The girl's cheeks flushed red, her beautiful eyes wide open, staring at him with a mixture of surprise and anger.

Ling Aoshuang.

The school's number one beauty, an S-level combat talent awakener, and a future supreme powerhouse.

His hand was pinching her fair and tender thigh.

"..."

The air froze for 0.3 seconds.

Ling Aoshuang glanced down at the groping hand, then looked up at Jiang Chuan, her lips trembling slightly: "You...you pinched me?"

"No! I...I wasn't talking about you..."

Jiang Chuan withdrew his hand incoherently.

Ling Aoshuang bit her lip, glared at him with a mixture of shame and annoyance, and turned to leave quickly.

Jiang Chuan stood there, the delicate, cool touch still lingering in his palm.

Just then, a short, stout figure came running over, panting heavily.

Zhang Hao held two popsicles in his hand, one dangling from his mouth, staring in shock at Ling Aoshuang's departing figure, oblivious to the fact that the popsicle in his mouth had melted.

"Holy crap!!!"

He swallowed the popsicle in two gulps, spitting all over Jiang Chuan's face: "You just touched Class Monitor Ling's thigh?!"

"Would you believe me if I said I didn't do it on purpose?"

"I don't believe you for a second!" Zhang Hao exclaimed, his face filled with indignation. "I only went to buy an ice pop, and you've done this heinous thing! How did it feel? Tell me!"

Jiang Chuan glanced guiltily at Ling Aoshuang's departing figure, took the popsicle, took a bite, and a smug smile unconsciously appeared on his lips: "Just like this popsicle, it's smooth, cool, and refreshing."

"You beast..."

Zhang Hao let out a trembling voice filled with heartache.

Jiang Chuan rolled his eyes at him: "Look at you, so pathetic. All you did was touch my leg!"

"Damn, you're a waste decomposer, and you expect to develop a relationship beyond friendship with someone?"

Zhang Hao said disdainfully.

Jiang Chuan said, "Yes, you're strong, you're stronger than me, you useless enhancement master!"

That's all.

The two of them sighed heavily at the same time.

Decomposer.

Enhancement specialist.

These are all the lowest-level professions in the [Source Realm].

It's not because they're weak. In fact, top-tier disassemblers and enhancers are indispensable positions in a battle group, providing a lot of assistance to the team. They are highly sought after and their salaries are not low.

But the problem is...

There are more Awakened Ones in these two professions than stray dogs on the street!

In the early stages, both the Disassembler and the Enhancer need to consume a lot of resources to upgrade.

Ordinary families simply cannot afford it.

Take the disassembler as an example.

From basic to beginner level, you need to dismantle 100 pieces of black iron equipment; from beginner to intermediate level, you need to dismantle 1,000 pieces of bronze equipment; and from intermediate to advanced level, you need to dismantle 10,000 pieces of silver equipment!

What is the price of a piece of black iron equipment?

Even the worst one costs several thousand yuan!

That's the total monthly income of most ordinary families!

If a decomposer doesn't reach a higher level, their material recycling efficiency will always be inferior.

They have higher-level decomposers but don't hire them.

Why would I pick a piece of trash like you?

If you have no money, no connections, and no background, who would spend money to train you for no reason?

Jiang Chuan comes from an ordinary family. His father was originally a soldier, but he was left with permanent wounds in a battle and can only mine in the Origin Realm to earn money to support his family. His mother is also an ordinary seamstress.

The two of them earn less than three thousand yuan a month combined.

The family barely managed to make ends meet.

Zhang Hao's family is in a similar situation.

According to the saying "poverty doesn't last three generations," barring any unforeseen circumstances, the Jiang and Zhang families will likely be completely wiped out in their generation.

"Ugh!"

Zhang Hao sighed deeply, "I heard that Ling Aoshuang awakened an S-level combat talent, the best in the city! Who knows which supreme expert she'll become her partner in the future? We'll probably never have the chance to speak to them again in this lifetime!"

At this point, he gritted his teeth again, "You're really lucky! You actually managed to touch the thigh of a future supreme expert's wife! If I were that supreme expert, and I found out about this, I'd have someone kill you!"

Jiang Chuan laughed in exasperation: "What supreme expert would be as petty as you?"

"I'm not going to say anything more."

Zhang Hao, with the remaining stick in his mouth, mumbled, "My dad said he could ask someone to pull some strings and get me sent to the garbage collection station. I'll see if I can talk to him and get you in there too."

Garbage collection station.

It's a place for bulk recycling of scrapped equipment.

What might be a dumping ground for outsiders is a top-tier training ground for these two professions; countless top-tier disassemblers and enhancers have emerged from there.

Jiang Chuan patted him on the shoulder and said half-jokingly, "Brother, just for what you said, when I attain eternal enlightenment and become the Heavenly Emperor, I'll definitely give you a hand."

"hehe."

Zhang Hao didn't even bother to refute such nonsense.

……

When Jiang Chuan got home, it was almost dark.

His parents hadn't come home from get off work yet, and the house was cold and quiet.

He casually tossed his schoolbag onto the sofa, then sat solemnly in front of the coffee table and took a deep breath.

blinked.

The panel appears.

[Extract All Things: Rule-level, can disassemble items of any level, 100% success rate, 100% material recovery rate, and can obtain permanent attribute bonuses]

"Okay, it seems I'm not dreaming."

Jiang Chuan nodded in satisfaction, then began to seriously consider a serious question.

How am I going to explain this to my parents?

To be honest, it wasn't that he didn't trust his parents.

The problem is that this kind of thing is too complicated to explain.

Rule level?

A level that has never appeared in the entire history of the Federation!

If word gets out that a sixteen-year-old boy is carrying such a treasure, wouldn't he be waiting to be invited for tea by all sorts of big shots?

No, inviting someone for tea is being too polite; you might end up being taken away for an autopsy!

Who knows if there's any way to transfer talent in this world?

If possible.

His possession of this talent is not a stroke of luck, but rather a recipe for disaster for his entire family!

"Forget it, let's just develop quietly for now."

Jiang Chuan muttered to himself, "F-rank is fine. Anyway, I'm not exactly a genius, so my parents should be able to accept it."