When the coffin reappeared, it was already far away from the Ashen Star Sea Bandit Gang.
The coffin lid opened again, and Fan Lang rose from within, standing on a fresh corpse with a ball of flame held in his hand.
The One Essence Fire Seed was his!
The flame between that captain's brows had actually been the One Essence Fire Seed, though very few people knew this.
Fan Lang had played a small trick, hiding inside the coffin and creating an opportunity for an instant kill.
He could have wiped out the entire Ashen Star Sea Bandit Gang, but that would have taken too much time—and time was precisely what he lacked most.
This time, his only target had been the One Essence Fire Seed. He had no desire to create further complications.
"That's a good start. Next, it's time to find the second material."
Without stopping, Fan Lang headed straight for his next destination.
This time, Fan Lang arrived at a scrapyard.
That was right—a scrapyard.
However, it was a rather high-end scrapyard, stocked with discarded starships, damaged treasures, and obsolete weapons.
Trash could become valuable when accumulated in sufficient quantity. A scrapyard of this scale was absolutely a major business.
The scrapyard bought junk and sold junk as well, each side taking what it needed.
Some people bought the junk to reprocess it, turning waste into treasure or extracting its original raw materials.
Others searched through the junk for treasures and made fortunes from it.
After arriving at the scrapyard, Fan Lang found an area piled with starships and inspected them carefully. Then he bought a batch of scrapped starships, claiming that he intended to take them back and dismantle them for parts.
The cost of one normal starship was roughly enough to buy ten junk