A Beautiful Day Begins with Picking Up Trash

Around three hundred and twenty years ago, witches had already begun excavating other worlds on a massive scale, obtaining the resources they desired.

Not every excavation was fortunate. Sometimes they were dragged into bitter struggles, and sometimes both sides perished together.

The ruins left behind were but tiny grave mounds drifting through the vast graveyard of the Astral Realm.

Witches called them: excavation sites so dangerous that even Archwitches risked their lives entering them.

Yet some creatures possessed an innate advantage. Even if they were weak, they could still pick up treasures from these excavation sites.

The ancient ruins of Anser Royal City.

Once the ruins of a certain elven race, these long-ears had called themselves a divine race. They had left behind vast quantities of exquisite paintings, fine weapons, and precious minerals within the ruins. These items were guarded by undead awakened through resentment, as well as the terrifying winds of decay.

Atop one of Anser Royal City's towers, through a shattered stained-glass window, one could see jewelry of tremendous artistic value stored inside...

"Meow-ao?"

First came a pair of bright ice-blue eyes, then a fluffy feline face and enormous cat ears.

Seen through the multicolored glass, this Giant Cat Lamp looked somewhat eerie, but her gaze was locked tightly upon the jewelry.

She poked her head in from outside the window, glanced at the treasures within, then aimed her tail...

Meow-ao!

Clang! Crash!

Glass scattered across the floor. The giant cat leaped in first, followed by two other Giant Cat Lamps and five or six little Cat Lamps. The moment these fluffy creatures entered, they declared everything inside to be cat property!

After all, these treasures had been sitting here for centuries. They had long since become cat property! It was only that the cats had discovered