Chapter 15
The Good Stuff Sinks to the Bottom

“The Phoenix Bone Blade has probably been noticed by many!”

“Such a peerless divine weapon, it’s inevitable that some will be tempted.”

“Plus, once the dragon corpse goes on auction, it won’t be hard for them to find my information.”

The crisis here was temporarily resolved, but Chen Fan also realized another level of danger.

However, he wasn't too worried.

Right now, he still had a lot of points.

After returning, he just needed to restore Medusa Queen to her peak state, and she should be able to break through to Dou Zong soon, right?

Chen Fan didn't know what level the Dou Zong realm would be in this world.

But, at the very least, it should be at the level of a Transcendent, right?

By then, with Medusa Queen by his side, he shouldn't have to worry too much about safety.

Quickly, Chen Fan calmed himself down and started digging through the trash heap.

This seemed to be a battlefield garbage dump.

Not long after, Chen Fan dug up some severed limbs and even some corpses.

However, the corpses were broken beyond repair.

All the armor on them was shattered, and there were many broken weapons as well.

It's estimated that the intact weapons were recovered by the troops that cleaned up the battlefield.

It was obvious that these corpses and the dragon corpse weren't from the same time period.

The dragon corpse was clearly fresh with blood.

Which powerful figure had slain the dragon and then discarded it like garbage in the battlefield trash heap?

Chen Fan was very curious.

For points, Chen Fan didn't mind getting dirty.

He stripped off any recoverable armor and exchanged it for points.

Adding in some recyclable weapons, Chen Fan's points were slowly increasing.

Actually, he wasn’t the only one doing this kind of work.

The noble Qin Mou was also patiently flipping through trash, enduring the stench and digging through corpses.

Even those beautiful women were willing to do this dirty and tiring work.

Being delicate often only leads to missing out on treasures.

In his spare time, Chen Fan noticed that everyone was collecting broken weapons.

After all, these weapons were all exquisite, clearly not made of ordinary iron.

Powerful forces, if they wanted to build their own teams, would naturally need to forge weapons and arm their unified forces.

This steel was all exquisite.

There were dedicated markets in the world that bought broken and damaged armor and weapons.

It has to be said, with the running of the new order, garbage from all heavens would be perfectly recycled and utilized.

This world was practically the garbage processing plant of the heavens.

“Strong individuals growing up in garbage heaps, in the eyes of all heavens, would definitely have the strongest endurance and resilience…”

Looking at all the young people who were carefully and meticulously working, Chen Fan thought to himself.

Was the heavens' garbage being dumped in this world by human design or by the will of Heaven?

It couldn't possibly be happening for no reason, right?

For a long time after that, Chen Fan’s luck wasn’t as good.

No real treasures continued to appear.

Chen Fan estimated that the storage rings on the dragon corpse and the severed arm were probably the most valuable things to come down in this garbage drop.

Of course, he didn't know if anyone else had found any treasures.

After all, the distance was too far, and Chen Fan couldn't possibly keep his attention focused on them all the time.

Although there were no treasures, Chen Fan's gains weren't small.

His points had now risen to 33,000.

In other words, he had earned at least 10,000 points by collecting all that junk.

Chen Fan instantly used 500 points to repair his injuries.

It wasn't much because it was just ordinary knife wounds, not very fatal.

As time passed, everyone moved closer to the center.

Chen Fan slowly stood up, and everyone's eyes fell on him, alert and wary.

Now, it was almost the end, and it was the easiest time for murder and robbery to happen.

Chen Fan counted, about 50 or 60 people.

“Should we divide it up?”

“Or stick to the previous rules?”

Chen Fan asked.

“Let's stick to the previous rules!”

“If anyone dares to snatch anything, regardless of East or West, let's all attack them, how about that?”

Qin Mou suggested.

“I have no problem!”

Chen Fan was the first to agree.

“I have no problem either.”

Chu Gongzi also spoke calmly.

“Okay, I completely agree.”

The beautiful Western woman also agreed.

At this moment, she was less than three meters away from Chen Fan.

Everyone was almost at the same distance, launching a surprise attack at this time would be the most deadly.

Therefore, Qin Mou's suggestion was perfect.

Whoever wanted to attack would have to consider if they could withstand the attacks of everyone else.

With no objections, everyone continued to dig, but they still remained vigilant.

No one would completely entrust their safety to others.

“Dang!!”

Not long after, the broken spear in Chen Fan’s hand struck something incredibly hard, and the spear bounced back up.

It was obvious that this was a good item that had sunk to the bottom.

“This is mine!”

Looking at the people who were right next to him, Chen Fan said in a deep voice.

Because everyone’s eyes were fixed on his spearhead.

Some people were even getting restless, their eyes flashing with coldness.

No one could resist the temptation of treasure.

Chen Fan didn't know what he had poked, but he still claimed it.

“Brother, what did you dig up?”

Qin Mou, who was far from Chen Fan, asked curiously, his eyes narrowed.

“I don't know yet.”

Chen Fan smiled, reaching into the trash heap, intending to pull the treasure into his storage ring without anyone noticing.