Money Making Money, an Ever-Growing Economic Snowball!

The equipment Lin Xiaowan had brought was quickly dismantled. Excluding the 20% he had to give her, the total income from the extra materials came to around 2,200.

3,500.

Jiang Chuan froze for a moment.

That was exactly his parents' combined monthly income.

And he had earned that money in just...

Half an hour!

If not for the limits on the quantity and quality of equipment, he could have made even more!

This...

Was the efficiency of a rule-level talent!

Jiang Chuan's hands trembled with excitement.

Moreover, he knew perfectly well that making money was merely the most insignificant effect of this talent! It could grant him limitless attribute growth. His life would no longer be confined to this space of just over thirty square meters!

Equipment!

He needed more equipment!

As an A-rank battle group with more than two thousand members, the Blazing Fire Battle Group definitely had far more discarded equipment than this.

But none of that equipment would fall into his hands.

And Su Yao's team had only just been established. They had not gone through many battles yet, so naturally, they did not have much stockpiled.

He had to find another way.

The trading market!

Jiang Chuan quickly thought of somewhere to go.

With his ability to turn trash into treasure, going to the discarded equipment market would be like stuffing money into a sack!

Tianyuan City's trading market was in the center of the main city, about a twenty-minute walk from Azure Bamboo Alley.

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

The market was incredibly bustling.

Two long rows of stalls stretched so far that he could not see the end.

There were stalls selling equipment, materials, potions, skill books...

Cries of vendors rose and fell without pause.

Jiang Chuan squeezed into the crowd, his gaze sweeping in every direction. He soon found his target: a stall specializing in discarded equipment.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a face full of flesh. He did not look like a respectable businessman so much as someone who collected protection fees.

A tattered cloth was spread before him, piled with thirty or forty pieces of white-grade equipment.

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

There was everything.

But without exception, all of it was damaged scrap.

Jiang Chuan crouched down and casually picked up a longsword whose blade had chipped into saw-like teeth. "Boss, how much are these pieces of equipment?"

"Fifty each, forty-five if you buy more than ten." The stall owner glanced at him. "How many do you want?"

"You have forty-two pieces here. If I take them all, can you make it cheaper?"

Jiang Chuan asked after counting them.

The stall owner raised a brow, clearly not expecting such a young man to have such a big appetite. He pondered for two seconds.

"If you take the whole lot, 1,700 will do."

1,700...

That came to forty per piece.

Different types of equipment had different values.

Among white-grade equipment, iron weapons were the most expensive because iron ingots fetched the highest price among the recovered materials. Shredded leather and cotton cloth were worth a little less.

An iron sword also cost more than a dagger, even though both were weapons.

Because it used more materials to forge.

Jiang Chuan gave the goods a quick look.

This stall was mostly stocked with large, material-heavy items. There was hardly any small junk like daggers. It was a very fair price.

"Deal!"

Just as Jiang Chuan was about to initiate the trade with the stall owner, embarrassment flashed across his face. "Wait a moment. I'll go exchange my materials for cash first."

The stall owner said cheerfully, "That's fine. Equivalent-value materials will do as well."

"Even better."

Jiang Chuan took out twenty iron ingots and some shredded leather, making up 1,700 in value in exchange for forty-two pieces of equipment.

The stall owner had not expected the deal to go so smoothly.

He immediately helped pack everything up.

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

Large quantities of discarded equipment usually came from major battle groups.

But major battle groups had their own dismantlers.

They generally handled it all internally.

Very little ever made it out.

So, seeing the stall owner selling so much discarded equipment alone, Jiang Chuan could not help asking out of curiosity.

"I'm a scavenger."

The stall owner answered readily.

"Oh."

Jiang Chuan understood.

The Source Realm was inhabited not only by humans, but also by countless races from the heavens. To compete for resources, the various races had deliberately designated certain areas as open battlefields.

People and warriors of other races died on those battlefields at every moment.

Their equipment was left behind.

This attracted a group of scavengers who were not particularly strong but had plenty of courage.

Sometimes, they also took on corpse retrieval jobs, helping family members bring back the bodies of professionals who had died on the battlefield.

Thus...

They were also called battlefield cleaners.

It was a high-risk job, one that suited the growth of his talent but did not suit Jiang Chuan's personality.

He could grow infinitely stronger just by dismantling white-grade equipment.

Why risk his life?

Reckless fools!

Brainless!

Being a dismantler working in a team's logistics division was clearly what suited him best!

Still, the stall owner's identity made Jiang Chuan think of something else. "Brother, do you have any other scavenger friends you know well? I have a large demand for discarded equipment. If you do, introduce them to me. I'll take as much of this kind of scrap equipment as they have!"

The stall owner asked curiously, "Kid, are you a dismantler?"

"No, I just run errands for a battle group."

Jiang Chuan did not tell the truth.

"Which battle group?"

"The Blazing Fire Battle Group."

The stall owner looked at him with newfound respect. "Oh, a major group! No wonder you're so generous! Sure, I do have some friends. Let's add each other. The moment I get goods, I'll notify you!"

"Alright!"

[Notice: You have added "Shen Erbiao" as a friend!]

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

In the Source Realm, he could use his ability anytime and anywhere. Jiang Chuan did not go too far from the market, so he would not have to run back and forth later.

He found a quiet corner with few people, set the sack on the ground, took a deep breath, and got to work.

The first item was that chipped shortsword.

Dismantle!

A flash of golden light appeared.

Iron Ingot ×3, Strength +0.1.

The second item was a pair of cracked leather boots.

Dismantle!

Shredded Leather ×4, Cow Tendon ×1, Agility +0.1.

The third item was a rusty bronze bracer.

Dismantle!

Copper Ingot ×2, Constitution +0.1.

The fourth piece...

The fifth piece...

Jiang Chuan crouched in the corner, dismantling the equipment piece by piece, growing faster and faster.

At first, he cautiously watched to see whether anyone passed by. Later, he became completely immersed in the thrill of his attributes increasing.

[Strength +0.1]

[Constitution +0.1]

[Agility +0.1]

With every piece he dismantled, a faint stream of warmth flowed into his body. By the end, his entire body felt pleasantly warm.

All forty-two pieces of equipment were soon dismantled.

Jiang Chuan caught his breath and opened his attribute panel.

[Jiang Chuan]

[Level: 1]

[Combat Class: None]

[Life Class: Dismantler (Basic, Proficiency: 0.062%)]

[Health: 10]

[Mana: 10]

[Constitution: 1.6]

[Wisdom: 0.5]

[Strength: 1.7]

[Agility: 0.8]

He stared at those numbers, and the corners of his lips slowly curled upward.

Constitution 1.6 and Strength 1.7 had already reached the standard for an F-rank combat class, even exceeding it by quite a bit. His Agility was only a hair away as well.

One had to know that as a dismantler with a life class, his physical abilities were now no weaker than those of an F-rank combat professional.

And this was only the beginning!