Extracting all things: My attributes grow infinitely.

The equipment that Lin Xiaowan brought was quickly dismantled. Not counting the 20% that had to be given to her, the total income from the excess materials was about 2,200.

Two thousand two hundred plus the previous one thousand three hundred.

Three thousand five.

Jiang Chuan was stunned for a moment.

This is exactly his parents' total monthly income.

And he earned all that money in just...

half an hour!

If it weren't for the limitations on the quantity and quality of the equipment, he could have earned even more!

This,

That's the efficiency of a rule-based talent!

Jiang Chuan's hands were trembling with excitement.

Moreover, he knew very well that making money was only the most insignificant effect of this talent! It could bring him unlimited attribute growth, and his life would not be limited to this space of just over thirty square meters!

equipment!

He needs more equipment!

As an A-level battle group with over two thousand members, the number of pieces of equipment destroyed in the Blazing Battle Group must be much more than this.

But he didn't get any of those equipment.

Su Yao's team was newly formed and had not yet experienced many battles, so naturally they didn't have many players in reserve.

You have to figure it out yourself.

Trading market!

Jiang Chuan quickly came up with a destination.

He has the ability to turn trash into treasure; going to the scrap equipment trading market is like filling sacks with money!

The trading market in Tianyuan City is located in the center of the main city, about a 20-minute walk from Qingzhu Lane.

Jiang Chuan jogged all the way and arrived in fifteen minutes.

The market was bustling with activity.

The two long rows of stalls stretched as far as the eye could see.

Selling equipment, materials, potions, skill books...

Shouts and calls rose and fell.

Jiang Chuan squeezed into the crowd, his eyes scanning the surroundings, and quickly found his target: a stall that specialized in selling discarded equipment.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a fierce face. He didn't look like a proper businessman, but rather like someone who collected protection money.

A tattered cloth was spread out in front of him, on which were piled thirty or forty pieces of blank equipment.

Knives, spears, swords, halberds, axes, hooks, and forks.

It has everything.

Without exception, they were all broken and unusable items.

Jiang Chuan squatted down, casually picked up a long sword that was already chipped into jagged edges, and asked, "Boss, how much for all this equipment?"

"Fifty yuan a piece, forty-five yuan for ten or more." The stall owner glanced at him. "How many do you want?"

"You have forty-two pieces of equipment here. Can you give me a discount if I buy them all?"

Jiang Chuan counted them and then asked.

The stall owner raised an eyebrow, clearly not expecting this young man to have such a big appetite. He hesitated for two seconds.

"If you want to take everything with you, just give me 1700."

1700...

Each piece of equipment costs forty yuan.

Different types of equipment have different values.

The most expensive items in the basic equipment set are ironware, because iron ingots are the most valuable among recycled materials, while scrap leather and cotton cloth are less valuable.

An iron sword is also more expensive than a dagger, which is also a weapon.

Because more materials are used during forging.

Jiang Chuan glanced at it.

His stall mainly sells large, high-quality items; there aren't many small junk items like daggers. The prices are very reasonable.

"make a deal!"

Just as Jiang Chuan was about to make a transaction with the stall owner, he suddenly looked embarrassed and said, "Wait a minute, let me go and exchange the materials for cash first."

The stall owner readily agreed, "No problem, you can have equivalent materials."

"That's great."

Jiang Chuan took out twenty iron ingots and some scraps of leather, totaling 1,700, and exchanged them for forty-two pieces of equipment.

The stall owner hadn't expected the deal to go so smoothly.

Pack it up for him immediately.

After the transaction was completed, Jiang Chuan suddenly asked, "Brother, where did you get so much junk equipment?"

Large quantities of obsolete equipment are usually produced by large battle groups.

However, large warbands all have their own dismantlers.

They will mostly be processed internally.

Very little flows out.

So, seeing the stall owner selling so much junk equipment all by himself, Jiang Chuan asked out of curiosity.

"I am a scavenger."

The stall owner readily agreed.

"oh."

Jiang Chuan understood.

The Origin Realm is not only inhabited by humans, but also by all kinds of races from all over the world. In order to compete for resources, these races have designated certain areas as open battlefields.

Every moment on the battlefield, people and warriors of other races die.

Their equipment was left behind.

This attracted a group of scavengers who were not very capable but had a lot of courage.

They sometimes also take on body recovery work, helping families bring back the bodies of professionals who died on the battlefield.

therefore.

They are also known as battlefield scavengers.

This is a high-risk job, which is very much in line with his talent development, but not with Jiang Chuan's personality.

He can become infinitely stronger simply by dismantling basic equipment.

Why risk your life?

Brute!

Brainless!

It's clear that working as a breakdown engineer in the team's logistics department is the most suitable job for him!

However, the stall owner's identity reminded Jiang Chuan of something else. "Brother, do you have any other scavenger friends you know? I have a high demand for scrap equipment. If you do, could you introduce me? I'll buy as much of this scrap equipment as you have!"

The stall owner asked curiously, "Young man, are you a disassembler?"

"No, I just run errands for the warband."

Jiang Chuan didn't tell the truth.

Which warband?

"Firestorm"

The stall owner was filled with respect: "Wow, a big group! No wonder you're so generous! Okay, I do have some friends here. Let's add each other as friends, and I'll let you know as soon as I get the goods!"

"good!"

[Note: You have added 'Shen Erbiao' as a friend!]

Jiang Chuan then carried a sack of equipment out of the market.

Within the Origin Realm, he could use his abilities anytime, anywhere. Jiang Chuan didn't stray too far from the market to avoid having to travel back and forth later.

He found a quiet corner, put the sack on the ground, took a deep breath, and started working.

The first item was that chipped short sword.

break down!

A flash of golden light.

Iron Ingot x3, Strength +0.1.

The second item was a pair of cracked leather boots.

break down!

4 scraps of leather, 1 piece of beef tendon, Agility +0.1.

The third item is a rusty bronze wrist guard.

break down!

Copper ingots x2, Constitution +0.1.

The fourth item...

The fifth item...

Jiang Chuan squatted in the corner, breaking things down one by one, his speed increasing.

At first, he cautiously observed whether anyone was passing by, but later he became completely immersed in the pleasure of increasing his attribute points.

【Strength +0.1】

Constitution +0.1

[Agility +0.1]

With each item he disassembled, a subtle stream of heat flowed into his body, until finally his entire body felt warm and comfortable.

All forty-two pieces of equipment were quickly dismantled.

Jiang Chuan took a breath and opened the attribute panel.

【Jiang Chuan】

[Level: 1]

Combat Class: None

[Life Skills: Disassembler (Basic, Proficiency: 0.062%)]

【HP: 10】

【Mana value: 10】

[Physical Fitness: 1.6]

[Wisdom: 0.5]

【Strength: 1.7】

[Agility: 0.8]

He stared at those numbers, a slow grin spreading across his face.

With a constitution of 1.6 and strength of 1.7, this already meets the standard of an F-rank combat profession, and even exceeds it by a considerable margin. The agility attribute is also only slightly lacking.

It should be noted that his physical abilities as a disassembler, a profession focused on daily life, are now comparable to those of an F-rank combatant.

And this is just the beginning!