What Did You Learn Before?

The author, Window Pigeon, awaited you with <I'm a Demonic Cultivator, Not a Conscientious Capitalist>.

Beyond the middle-class district lay the junkyard. The massive mountains of trash had once been the gangs' domain, and ordinary people had not been allowed to enter freely.

But now, the fallen Fangshan City had brought more uncertainty. The gangs were beginning to stir, and their infighting had reduced their manpower and weakened their control over the area.

The gang members stationed there also saw a business opportunity. The trash mountains that people had once been forbidden to enter could now be accessed freely for Scavenging, provided they paid the gangs a small fee.

Black flies gathered here like dark clouds. All kinds of garbage were mixed together, and sharp fragments could cut a scavenger's hands at any moment. Without a certain level of skill, it was easy to get hurt here.

Most of those working here were cybernetic implant users with little strength, but it was safe enough.

After paying two hundred as an entry fee, Ren Feihong flipped over the barrier and jumped into the junkyard, relying on her implants to search through the trash.

People could come here without implants, but implants made things much more convenient. The implants originally meant for fighting others were like fish in water here, and before long, she had gathered a large pile of useful items.

Then, the watch on her wrist vibrated again. This time, it was not warning her that some attribute had reached the yellow line. Instead, it told her that her Scavenging skill had reached Level 1.

[Scavenging (Level 1): Allows you to see low-value trash and roughly assess its approximate price.]

Looking around, she saw that the previously dim junkyard was now filled with points of light. Discarded materials