Chapter 115: Disassembly (2/2)

With so many days since his last roll, the die was already emitting hazy starlight at this point. Lu Yin gulped with the same nervousness he felt every time he rolled, tapping on it lightly to set it off. It spun rapidly and landed on Pilfer, at which point a thump followed as a large sword dropped down from the portal. He picked it up and exerted some force to test it; it wasn’t bad but was more suited to Melders and he had no use for it right now. Putting it away, he retrieved a cube of star crystals to replenish the die and set it off again.

His luck was rather good this time, and he landed on Blackhole Disassembly on his second roll. Elated, he didn’t think further to crush eighteen more cubes and extend the duration just like Timestop. One cube provided about 160 minutes of extension, double that for his Timestop domain. Eighteen were enough to run the thing for a day.

“Just a little too small,” he muttered to himself before picking up a random discarded instrument and tossing it in. The item passed through and an unknown material landed on the floor below. He took a deep breath, “Alright, time to start.”

Lu Yin pushed the mountainous heap of trash towards the vortex. Although the thing was small, anything that passed through its domain was disassembled. He only had to move things back and forth, consuming the entire mountain in only two-ish hours to leave behind a considerable pile of all sorts of unrecognizable materials. He thought of the previous situation with the cosmic rings and guessed these materials could be passed through again to produce something more precious, but he hesitated to do so. His speed would already be questionable anyway.

A day thus passed with Lu Yin spending his time disassembling a considerable batch of abandoned machinery. Everything around him seemed a little emptier by the time he was done, and the materials formed a significant heap. He wondered how much income that would be, but after some thought decided to crush eighteen more cubes of star crystals for another day.

When Ahke received a notification after two days, he immediately flew out to Lu Yin’s location once more. Seeing two tiny hills of disassembled materials, however, he had to rub his eyes vigorously to believe it was actually real. How did he recycle so many things in only two days? Even Limiteers with the most efficient disassemblers couldn’t do this much in a month. This was far too efficient! For a moment, Manager Ahke looked at Lu Yin like he was a deity.

Lu Yin coughed, “How is this, Manager Ahke. Enough?”

“Of course! You’ve completed your mission, Student Lu, and exceeded the quota by a large margin. But, did you do all this by yourself?” Ahke asked suspiciously. Some students had brought in a lot of disassembled materials in their cosmic rings to complete missions before, claiming that they had done the work. Iltoco didn’t care because it was pure profit, but the amount before his eyes was far too much. Just how many cosmic rings could a student bring? Was this even real? How could he do it so quickly?

“I hope it won’t be too much trouble to calculate my reward,” Lu Yin prodded faintly.

Manager Ahke immediately agreed and assigned someone to settle Lu Yin’s rewards, even contacting the general manager in charge within the Frostwave Weave.

“Impossible, one student cannot recycle that quickly unless he’s a lockbreaker!” the voice said with certainty.

“I’ll ask,” Ahke answered.

“No need, it has to be fake. A lockbreaker wouldn’t bother with a tiny reward like this; let him go.”

“And what about the assignment progress?”

“Overperformed.”

“Alright,” Ahke hung up.

Lu Yin had already received his reward by this time. While a majority of the materials weren’t worth too much, there were some special things that were sold by the gram. Everything weighed a few tons in total, adding up to a worth of nearly 1 billion credits. His share of the reward was a little over 300 million. A quick calculation told him that disassembling machines that were actually in good condition would jump his output a hundredfold. Iltoco paid extremely low prices for the scrap and had people like him disassemble it for further usage. The finished products would fetch tens of billions of credits; even if the money given away was shaved off, the profits would be well over 10 billion. The only issue was that disassemblers needed care, maintenance, regular repairs, and training. This money would be paid by Iltoco, and they would never be short on money. It was no wonder they had enough to buy a planet to use as a rubbish dump.