Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The next morning, Jiang Chuan touched the special marks that had appeared on his arm.

Consciousness sank into the Source Realm.

Open your eyes again.

He was already standing in the central square of Tianyuan City.

The main city was much larger than he had imagined, with towering buildings and dense crowds as far as the eye could see.

Players riding flying mounts also flew overhead.

It leaves behind streaks of light and shadow.

Jiang Chuan stood there and spun around 360 degrees, but couldn't utter a single word other than "Wow".

Before he came, his father gave him a coordinate, saying it was near Qingzhu Lane in the east of the city.

Jiang Chuan spent twenty minutes asking for directions, then another ten minutes getting lost, before finally finding the place at the end of a quiet alley.

It was a three-story building with a flag hanging at the entrance, embroidered with a flame.

The symbol of the Blazing Legion.

A young girl, who looked to be only sixteen or seventeen, was standing at the door wearing leather armor. She was holding a long knife and wiping the blade.

She looked up at Jiang Chuan, her face expressionless, and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

"Uh, I'm here to report for duty," Jiang Chuan said. "I'm looking for Su Yao."

"You're Jiang Chuan?"

"right."

The girl looked him up and down, her expression knowing, then stepped aside and said, "Come in, the captain is on the second floor."

Jiang Chuan went upstairs, turned into a small conference room, and immediately saw a person sitting by the window.

She's a pretty girl.

With fair skin, delicate features, and wearing a dark red light armor, her long hair was tied in a high ponytail, making her look clean and neat.

There was a cup of tea in front of her, and she was looking down at something when she heard footsteps.

Su Yao.

A B-rank mage, daughter of Su Lie, the leader of the Blazing Fire Battle Group.

Jiang Chuan forced a friendly smile: "Hello, I'm Jiang Chuan, my dad is Jiang Mingyuan, he said..."

"I know who you are."

Su Yao interrupted him, her tone neither warm nor cold.

She placed the stack of things on the table, looked at Jiang Chuan, paused for two seconds, and then said directly, "Your father and my father have a life-or-death bond, and our family must repay this favor. So, since you're here, I won't kick you out."

Jiang Chuan's smile froze for a fraction of a second, but he quickly regained his composure.

Su Yao continued, "But I have to say something upfront: I didn't form this team for fun. Everyone on the team needs to be useful. I can't waste other people's time and opportunities because of you."

The words were spoken very bluntly.

It's even a bit unpleasant to listen to.

But Jiang Chuan couldn't get angry because what she said was true.

An F-rank disassembler is indeed a drag on a team led by an A-rank awakener.

"I understand," Jiang Chuan nodded. "I will try my best."

Su Yao glanced at him, seemingly trying to find some hypocrisy or resentment in his expression, but after looking around, she found nothing.

She nodded slightly and stood up: "Okay, that's settled then. You stay with the team for now, and ask the senior members if you don't understand anything."

After saying that, she was about to leave, but stopped at the door, as if she had remembered something.

"Oh, right."

She took out a few items from the storage bag at her waist and casually threw them on the table, making a clattering sound.

Jiang Chuan looked down and saw a pile of equipment.

To be precise.

It's a basic piece of equipment that doesn't even qualify as black iron.

A broken longsword, cracked leather gloves, deformed wrist guards—a dozen or so items in total, all the kind of junk that no one would pick up if left on the ground.

"These are all leftovers from our training."

Su Yao said, "These are practice materials for a disassembler. You can't disassemble anything too good anyway, so use these to practice for now."

Jiang Chuan was stunned for a moment.

To be honest, he thought Su Yao would just leave him alone, but he didn't expect her to prepare materials for him to practice with.

Although it's the lowest level, at least they put their heart into it.

Thanks.

Jiang Chuan said sincerely.

Su Yao didn't say anything more and turned to leave.

Her footsteps faded into the distance in the corridor before Jiang Chuan slowly withdrew his gaze and looked down at the pile of junk on the table.

Whiteboard equipment.

Strictly speaking, it doesn't even have a grade.

If you put them outside, they would only cost a few dozen yuan each, and you might not even be able to sell them, but they were a great help to him!

Jiang Chuan picked up a broken longsword from the table.

The following information appeared before my eyes:

[Iron Longsword: Plain, can be disassembled, estimated recycling: 2 Iron Ingots, 1 Leather Fragment, Strength +0.1]

The first two types of recycled materials are both relatively normal.

Upon seeing the third item, Jiang Chuan's heart skipped a beat.

"Want to give it a try?"

He glanced warily at the doorway; no one was there. He took a deep breath and silently recited a phrase in his mind.

My palms suddenly felt warm.

A faint golden light flashed by, so fast it was almost invisible.

The longsword on the table had disappeared, replaced by two black iron ingots and a small piece of leather, neatly arranged on the table.

at the same time.

A surge of heat flowed down his arm and into his body.

[Hint: Strength +0.1!]

Jiang Chuan's eyes widened.

That's it... done?

He opened the panel.

What comes into view is a property interface that is so rudimentary that it's almost unbearable to look at.

【Jiang Chuan】

[Level: 1]

Combat Class: None

[Life Skills: Disassembler (Basic, Proficiency: 0.0001%)]

【HP: 10】

【Mana value: 10】

[Physical Fitness: 0.4]

[Wisdom: 0.5]

【Strength: 0.3】

[Agility: 0.2]

[Note: The standard base stat for an F-rank combat class is 1.0]

……

His basic attributes are abysmal; his highest attribute, Intelligence, is only 0.5, barely reaching half of that of an F-rank combat profession.

The other attributes didn't even reach half of the target.

but.

Everything will soon be different.

Disassembling a single piece of basic equipment will permanently increase your Strength attribute by 0.1. Just ten pieces are needed to reach the F-rank combat class standard!

If there are one hundred items,

One thousand pieces,

Or perhaps you could dismantle higher-level black iron equipment?

One more thing! Jiang Chuan looked at the materials on the table. An ordinary decomposer who could guarantee a 50% material recovery rate was already qualified to work in some large battle groups.

note,

This calculation represents the overall recovery rate after successful decomposition.

If we switch to a newly awakened F-rank disassembler, firstly, the success rate of disassembling materials is only 35%, and the recovery rate is even lower, at only 27%.

If the overall material recycling rate for ten pieces of equipment reaches 10%, that would be considered quite good!

A 50% overall recycling rate requires at least a senior disassembler!

And his recycling efficiency is...

hundred percent!

this means.

All junk equipment will be given its full value in his hands!

Take this longsword for example. It's a damaged, unskilled piece of equipment. It would only sell for fifty yuan at most on the market, and the only buyers would be disassemblers who need to practice their skills.

But now, it has been replaced by two finely forged iron ingots and a piece of scrap leather.

It can sell for at least 150 yuan!

Its value has tripled!

Jiang Chuan picked up the torn leather glove again, silently chanted "decompose," and with a flash of golden light, the leather glove disappeared, turning into several pieces of leather and a cow tendon.

[Hint: Constitution +0.1!]

Then take the wristband.

Take it again...

In less than a minute, the pile of junk on the table was completely transformed into materials.

His attribute panel changed to:

[Physical Fitness: 0.8]

[Wisdom: 0.5]

【Strength: 0.6】

[Agility: 0.4]

It has increased by a full 100%!

Moreover, looking at the mountain of iron ingots, leather, and metal fragments in front of him, Jiang Chuan was already immersed in a great excitement.