Everyone’s Junkyard, Picking Up Faked Death Medusa at the Beginning
11 The corpse of a giant dragon, instant wealth

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Moreover, this Medusa's hair was messy, and the robe on her body was somewhat tattered. It was obvious that she had just been shot to death.

"Could it be that he was thrown into the trash by his opponent and came down with the trash?”

Chen Fan was a little curious. He pressed his palm on her heart and pulled out the golden arrow with his other hand.

"System, heal this Medusa's wound.”

Chen Fan gave the order. If she was not treated, she would really die.

Although it could still be repaired after death, it would definitely require too many points.

"Ding…300 points deducted to heal the fatal wound of a dying creature.”

The system notification sounded, and Chen Fan's palm glowed.

"It's just a fatal wound.”

"It actually requires so many points."

Chen Fan thought to himself.

The points were really useless.

Soon, the light on Chen Fan's palm disappeared, and Medusa's fatal wounds were all healed.

Her breathing also began to stabilize.

"Recover the golden arrow."

Chen Fan gave the order, and the golden arrow in his hand instantly disappeared, earning him 50 points.

"The points I used on you, you can just make up for it when the time comes.”

Chen Fan thought to himself as he looked at the bracelet and other treasures on Medusa's wrist.

Picking up a beauty for free was not a loss at all.

This Medusa's temperament was not as noble as the Empress, but her figure was definitely not inferior, and her appearance was not much inferior.

Moreover, this Medusa had an additional charm and maturity.

As for his aura, it was much weaker.

Because Chen Fan had only healed her fatal wound, she was still unconscious.

At this time, there were no more garbage dump masters descending.

In the air, the falling trash had all stopped.

Then, it was time to divide the trash.

Chen Fan thought to himself. It was like a mountain of trash. He could not monopolize it alone.

Didn't you see that everyone was eyeing him covetously?

Chen Fan looked around and realized that there were quite a number of garbage dump owners in the west and abroad.

It would be difficult for Qin Xia to take it all for himself.

"Brother, what do you think we should do with this pile of waste?”

Young Master Qin looked at Chen Fan. After seeing Chen Fan's combat strength, he felt that he had to give Chen Fan some face.

This was the world. No matter where one went, one had to rely on their strength to speak.

If he wanted to gain respect, he had to show his strength.

"That's easy. Let's just dig."

"I won't snatch it from you!"

"Don't snatch mine. It's all up to your luck to be safe.”

Chen Fan didn't want to cause any more trouble. Anyway, he believed in his luck.

"Good!"

"I agree with this brother's suggestion.”

"What do you think?"

From the looks of it, Young Master Qin was quite powerful. Moreover, he should be in a position to give orders normally.

"I have no objections."

"However, I just can't stand seeing the good of the barbarians.”

"I'm a little unwilling to let them share this waste!”

The burly young man who had spoken earlier was a little unwilling. He was definitely a nationalistic youth.

"Brother Chu, in terms of the situation, our strength is 50 - 50 with theirs. If we really fight to the death here, it will undoubtedly be a lose-lose situation.”

Young Master Qin was very calm.

In this era, internal and external conflicts were all about profit.

Without absolute benefits, it would be a reckless move to shout and kill when they met.

In this era, what was most sought after was cultivation, strength, and longevity.

Chen Fan did not care about them and had already started digging.

Seeing this, the others also started digging.

However, everyone was very restrained and tried their best to keep a distance from each other.

"Rustle…"

In the quiet garbage space, the sound of all kinds of fallen leaves, rotten wood, and sand being dug up could be heard.

Everyone was working hard.

Chen Fan also endured the various rotten smells.

Occasionally, Chen Fan would look up and realize that everyone was wearing a mask. He could not help but smile bitterly.

It seemed that he was not experienced enough.

After all, the garbage he dug up the first two times did not have any strange smell.

"Disgusting…"

Very soon, Chen Fan actually dug out a rotten arm. A stench came over, and he could not help but feel extremely disgusted.

"Eh…"

Just as he was about to shake it off, he saw a ring on the finger of the severed arm.

Therefore, he suppressed his disgust and removed the ring. After wiping it, he put it in his pocket and shook off his broken arm in disgust.

"This…is definitely a real garbage dump…"

"It can't be a battlefield garbage dump, right?"

Chen Fan thought to himself. However, because he had gained something, he was still very happy.

"Hmm…"

As he continued to dig, Chen Fan's wooden stick was pressed against something hard, and an extremely cold texture came over.

Chen Fan suddenly opened the door and saw shiny black scales.

" What creature's corpse?"

Chen Fan increased his digging speed and soon saw a huge eye covered in scales. On its head, there was a pair of dragon horns.

"This is a dragon corpse?"

" Western Dragon!!"

Chen Fan was amused.

With this dragon corpse alone, he could become rich overnight.

"Ding, host, this is a dragon corpse. You can retrieve it!”

The system notification sounded.

"If we directly take it back, the benefits won't be the greatest!”

Chen Fan shook his head.

This was a dragon corpse. If it was auctioned, it would definitely fetch a high price.

With money, he could buy all kinds of things. Wouldn't it be more profitable to buy valuable things and recover them?

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