Jiang Yang sat up from the bed and looked at his right hand…
"Do you want to try?"
Yes.
Jiang Yang decided to give it a try. Then, he placed his hand…on the bed.
"Do you want to take back a broken mahogany bed?”
Jiang Yang revealed an expression of 'I knew it'. He knew it was possible.
"Recover."
Bang!
Jiang Yang fell to the ground.
"Give me a new bed." After Jiang Yang finished speaking, he suddenly felt something under his body.
She looked down and saw a brand new bed.
"That shouldn't be the case." Jiang Yang muttered to himself.
A broken bed can be replaced with a new one?
Not good!
As if he had thought of something, Jiang Yang hurriedly opened the interface.
Name: Jiang Yang
[Cultivation: Third-grade Extraordinaire]
[Recovery Points: 170]
[Extraordinary Power: Perfect Duplication (Grade 3)]
[Ability: Fire Control (252 ), Extreme Speed (Complete)]
[Cultivation Technique: Eight Extremes Body Forging Technique (Uncultivated)]
Jiang Yang suddenly wanted to cry. He was so cheap.
He looked around at the furniture and was slightly moved.
How about…
No, if he recycled it, he wouldn't have any furniture. That would be too shabby.
However, he definitely had to reclaim it, but it didn't necessarily have to be his own.
He went out and looked at the big ball of things placed at the corner next door.
He reached out and pressed the button, silently saying,"Recover".
With a flash of light, he instantly disappeared from the scene.
"Recovery point 5"
A voice sounded in his mind. Jiang Yang was a little disappointed. There were so few recycling points.
As long as he didn't make a wish after recycling, he could turn it into a recycling point. In the future, he could fulfill his wishes by consuming the recycling point.
However, this was not a solution.
Isn't that too little? It's clearly stopping me from becoming a strong person.
Forget it. No matter how small a mosquito was, it was still meat. Jiang Yang didn't care if it was useful or not. He touched the item and silently said,"Recover."
As a result, the door of a house on the third floor was gone.
Jiang Yang remembered that it seemed to be the home of " Auntie Hu ". She was a fierce woman who didn't have a good relationship with everyone and often despised the original owner.
When the door disappeared, Jiang Yang was shocked.
He was afraid that the fierce auntie in his memory would rush out and scold him. She might even beat him up and act shamelessly.
He never expected that…there was no one at home.
No one?
Jiang Yang's eyes lit up. He looked at the expensive furniture in the room and his heart skipped a beat.
In the end, his emotions won over his rationality.
Jiang Yang changed all the furniture of the auntie into antiques.
Well, antiques were very valuable.
The price was 20 reclaim points, which made Jiang Yang's heart ache, but the harvest was still pretty good.
There were a total of 100 recycling points.
After leaving Auntie Hu's house, Jiang Yang went straight downstairs. He was going to look for some trash and accumulate some experience.
As the saying goes, if you don't accumulate small streams, you can't form a river. If you don't accumulate small steps, you can't reach a thousand miles.
The first step to becoming stronger started from picking up trash!
I, Jiang Yang, have made it clear that from today onwards, I will be responsible for all the garbage in the future.
When he went downstairs and saw the trash can not far away, Jiang Yang's face lit up with joy. He rushed forward and touched the trash can to start recycling.
"Recovery Point "
“？？？”
Jiang Yang was speechless…
Could it be that picking up trash really had no future? He wasn't rich.
Before he transmigrated, he had heard that there were old men who picked up watches, branded brands, wallets, and so on. Why couldn't he do it?
After pondering for a long time, Jiang Yang finally came to a conclusion-you're still your boss.
Although the mosquito's legs were a little small, Jiang Yang was still unwilling to let it go. He began to look for trash cans in the neighborhood.
Fortunately, Jiang Yang lived in a five-story neighborhood. It was not big and there were no surveillance cameras.
Three minutes later, Jiang Yang finished searching the last trash can.
"Recovery point 6"
"There are quite a lot of trash cans here.”Jiang Yang laughed.
After touching so many trash cans, each trash can gave him a different recycling point. It seemed that it was because of the "garbage" inside.
He opened the interface.
Name: Jiang Yang
[Cultivation: Third-grade Extraordinaire]
[Recovery Points: 300]
[Extraordinary Power: Perfect Duplication (Grade 3)]
[Ability: Fire Control (252 ), Extreme Speed (Complete)]
[Cultivation Technique: Eight Extremes Body Forging Technique (Uncultivated)]
"What can 300 recycling points do?" Jiang Yang felt that it was a little too little. It seemed that he had to work harder.
He looked at the sky. Oh my, it's already so late?
The sun had already set.
He went back to sleep. He still had to go to school tomorrow, so he could try out the new bed.
Jiang Yang returned to his home happily. He closed the door and lay comfortably on his bed.
"Hu…Hu Hu."
Not long after, there was a snoring sound.
……
May 3rd, Monday, sunny.
Jiang Yang stretched and pressed the alarm clock on the bedside.
He turned to look at his school bag in the corner and hung it on his back.
It was his first time going to school in this world, and he was still a little excited.
He mainly wanted to go to school to see if there were any good-looking girls.
When they went downstairs, they heard an uncle shouting at the top of his voice," Which bastard stole a trash can? Who did it? Come out!"”
" I curse him to go to the toilet without toilet paper, to choke to death when drinking water, to choke to death when eating, and to have a son without ***…"
The words after that…were too vicious. Jiang Yang expressed that he didn't want to hear it anymore and ran out of the neighborhood with a dark face.
After leaving the neighborhood, Jiang Yang squeezed into the car with great effort. After a while, he finally got out of the car.
First Middle School.
Jiang Yang stood outside the school gate and looked at the school that he was about to enter. He had mixed feelings for a moment.
How long had it been since he stepped foot into the school?
He could no longer remember it clearly. To him, school was a distant…distant memory.
He looked around at the students who were carrying their school bags and felt a different feeling in his heart. Then, Jiang Yang entered the school.
When he arrived at Grade 12 Class 1, there were only a few students in the class. Jiang Yang immediately found the seat in his memory and sat down.
Perhaps because of her identity, the Host rarely interacted with her classmates except for a few people.
Don't think that just because they were all commoners, they would be very united and help each other. The reality was that it was all nonsense.
Seeing that others were not doing well, he would feel an inexplicable sense of superiority.
This was especially true for Jiang Yang. Although he was the top student in the school, some people often mocked him in public and in private.
Because Jiang Yang was an orphan and had yet to awaken extraordinary powers, he did not have the money to cultivate martial arts.
He was destined to be an ordinary person in the future. Many people felt disdain in their hearts.
……
Jiang Yang casually took out a few books from his desk." Introduction to Extraordinaires "," General Knowledge of Martial Arts Cultivation ", and " Initial Understanding of Monsters ".
Jiang Yang was speechless.
He was stunned for a moment before letting out a long sigh.
He had almost forgotten that this was no longer his world.
According to what he knew from his memories, it seemed that ever since the original body found out that he could not awaken, he had only roughly flipped through these books and had never read them again.
These books were almost covered in dust on the desk.
"He's giving up on himself." Jiang Yang muttered.
It was no wonder that he had so little memory in this area. Most of it was just hearsay.
"Just in time to understand."
Jiang Yang decided to flip through it. It was normal to be a top student.
Jiang Yang flipped open the general knowledge of martial arts cultivation. He had to admit that brains were really good things, especially a smart brain.
In ten minutes, Jiang Yang had already finished flipping through the " General Knowledge of Martial Arts Cultivation ".
According to the books, martial arts were different from extraordinary powers. Almost everyone could cultivate martial arts. The difference was that everyone's aptitude was different, and the level of cultivation was also different. It was not easy to cultivate martial arts.
However, as long as they were willing to spend money, most people could reach the level of martial apprentices.
It could be said that martial arts was a cultivation that depended on money, while extraordinary power was a cultivation that depended on fate.
Many of the students in this class were martial apprentices, and they were all preparing to enter the academy in the future.
In this world, ordinary people went to university, while supernatural beings and martial artists went to schools specially established by the country.
Pa.
Jiang Yang was patted on the shoulder.
"Hey, Jiang Yang, you're early today.”
Jiang Yang turned around and saw a chubby face.
Li Mingjun was one of Jiang Yang's few friends.
An eighth-grade martial apprentice and an Awakened with speed-type extraordinary power.
Although martial apprentices were not real martial artists, they still had a certain level of strength. They were divided into levels one to nine. Only after reaching level nine could they break through and become a real martial artist.
However, even if they were martial apprentices, their strength was not something that ordinary people could compare to. After reaching the seventh grade, martial apprentices could kill some weak monsters with their weapons.
In No.1 Middle School, Li Mingjun was a true genius, and his background was not weak, even though he was in the commoner district.
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