The facts were exactly as Fan Lang had expected.
Making good use of the four new functions could indeed yield enormous profits.
For example, he could dismantle an item, synthesize it afterward, then dismantle it again. By repeating the process over and over, he would get nine times the result each time. After enough manipulation, the original investment would multiply many times over.
The more valuable the item being dismantled, the greater the return.
In theory, this method could generate infinite wealth, but in reality, there were still limits.
For one, each function had a daily usage limit and could not be exchanged without end. Fan Lang had failed to modify this aspect; any attempt to change it caused a crash.
For another, Fan Lang's own time was limited. He could not spend all day racking his brains over such crooked tricks. Strength was what mattered in the universe; wealth was secondary. He had plenty of ways to make money and would never lack it.
After preliminary testing, repeatedly exploiting the four new functions could reliably generate a daily profit of five hundred thousand Cosmic Coins.
If he acquired more expensive items to dismantle in the future, the profits would rise accordingly, with no upper limit.
Getting five hundred thousand Cosmic Coins for nothing every day was already an outrageously lucrative income. A Star Lord like the Orange Ring Star Master had only a few hundred thousand Cosmic Coins in total assets.
Fan Lang had gained another source of income. His pockets grew fuller, and his wealth increased by the day.
Money made things easier, and these funds would have many uses in the future.
With strength, status, and money, Fan Lang had finally gained a preliminary foothold in the universe.
That day, Fan Lang strolled through the Qi