Chapter 309 - 299: Blind Box Clash 14

Thanks to Moira Lynch’s relentless efforts, a large pile of energy cores soon accumulated in her space.

However, Moira Lynch was still far from satisfied with her current speed.

’She could clearly collect so much more.’

Watching a Recycler slowly amble toward her, Moira Lynch found the sight increasingly irritating.

’Can’t you stay away from me? Getting in my way while I’m collecting energy cores. Seriously.’

Moira Lynch griped inwardly as her feet began to slowly shuffle toward a deserted spot nearby.

Moira Lynch suddenly had a premonition that this would be her last day here.

So, Moira Lynch decided to go big.

She deliberately caused a commotion, continuously raking energy cores downward with her hands, then took advantage of the chaos to sweep up all the ones that rolled away.

However, this method had a drawback: it made the already fragile energy cores even more brittle.

Then, Moira Lynch came up with a second method.

She found a deserted corner, took all the energy cores in that spot, and then raked over the surrounding cores to fill the gap she had created.

Since it was all considered junk anyway, Moira Lynch’s actions didn’t draw anyone’s attention.

Before she knew it, noon had arrived.

A robot pushing a food cart came over and began to distribute lunch to everyone.

The lunch provided was quite lavish, with vegetables and meat, showing no signs of cutting corners. It was, Moira Lynch had to admit, the most sumptuous work meal she had ever seen.

After receiving her portion, Moira Lynch felt a pang of hunger and began to eat eagerly.

As she shoveled food into her mouth, she noticed that everyone else, apart from her, was eating very slowly.

’Aren’t these people hungry?’

Soon, Moira Lynch realized that wasn’t the case.

They were eating slowly not because they weren’t hungry, but because they were utterly exhausted—both physically and mentally.

This combination resulted in a loss of appetite. Even though their stomachs were empty, they just couldn’t bring themselves to eat.

After an explanation from Patience, Moira Lynch finally understood that Recycler wasn’t just a job; it was also a talent.

Those who awakened the Recycler talent gained a small, bag-like Dimensional Pocket. Anything placed inside it would be broken down.

During this decomposition process, the Recycler gained no benefit. Instead, they had to expend their own spiritual power to break down the items inside their Dimensional Pocket.

That was why the people Moira Lynch had seen resting periodically were actually channeling their spiritual power to speed up the decomposition of the items inside.

’I can’t believe a talent like this actually exists in the world.’

’Good thing Recyclers have a high social status. Otherwise, anyone who awakened this talent would be a total laughingstock.’

Moira Lynch sighed, then lowered her head and continued to eat.

After being the first to finish her meal, Moira Lynch went back to work.

’While they’re still eating, I can gather a bit more for my space.’

As Moira Lynch re-entered the work area, as luck would have it, several trucks loaded with energy cores pulled up.

At that moment, Moira Lynch’s eyes darted, and a smile touched her lips.

It was like someone handing you a pillow the moment you felt sleepy.

She had just been worrying about what she would do if the others returned and noticed too much was missing. Now, she had a solution.

As the workers began to dump the energy cores from the trucks, Moira Lynch positioned herself a strategic distance away.

She siphoned off a portion of the cascading energy cores into her space as they fell.

After all the trucks had been emptied, a worker sitting in the driver’s cab looked at the rear-view monitor with a puzzled expression. "Huh, does the pile of energy core fragments look smaller than usual?"

’What’s going on?’

’I’m sure the truck was full before we left, and the weight was right. So why does it look like there’s less?’

It wasn’t just him; the drivers of the other trucks had the same feeling.

However, they didn’t dwell on it, chalking it up to a trick of the eye. Besides, they had followed all the procedures correctly.

Unwilling to invite trouble, they didn’t give the matter a second thought.

After the workers left, Moira Lynch breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed she hadn’t been discovered.

Looking at the energy cores she had just collected, she saw there were more than she had gathered all morning.

While the others were still away, Moira Lynch went to work on the remaining energy cores.

Moira Lynch was having a blast collecting her loot, thinking she could definitely play this game a few more times.

But for other players—especially the novices participating in their first game—this round was not nearly as enjoyable.

Because most of them had yet to awaken their talents, their bodies hadn’t been enhanced. Just completing the basic task required all their effort, leaving no energy to think about anything else.

Sharon Lynn was one of them.

After the initial joy of being chosen by the game had faded, Sharon Lynn discovered that this game was completely different from what she had imagined.

Before the apocalypse, she was her family’s little princess who had never done a single chore. You could say she’d never had to lift a finger in her life.

After the apocalypse began, she had suffered a little, but thanks to her family’s considerable wealth, her hardships were nothing to speak of.

But now, staring at a spaceship component that was nearly as big as she was, Sharon Lynn felt a powerful urge to just give up.

’When have I ever had to do something like this?’

Both her palms had long been covered in blisters.

The blisters would pop, new ones would form, and then those would pop in turn. It was a vicious cycle that had left her palms a complete mess.

But she persevered.

She had to, because only by surviving the first round of the game would she earn the right to awaken.

On Caelus today, even if you weren’t a player, just awakening a talent meant you could live a better life than an ordinary person.

Sharon Lynn’s family was wealthy, but with no players among them, their lives were becoming increasingly difficult.

Sharon Lynn knew this was her only chance.

SoySauceDrunkard’s shop sold Awakening Potions, but you had to have an awakened talent just to get inside.

Besides, the number of Awakening Potions was limited, and it felt like the entire world was after them. Given her family’s circumstances, even if they sold off all their assets, they probably couldn’t afford a single one.

After a short break, Sharon Lynn finally finished loading the last "blind box" shipment.

When she heard the system announce her task was complete, Sharon Lynn was so relieved she almost burst into tears.

After selecting the second option, Sharon Lynn decided to tend to the wounds on her hands.

She hadn’t felt it while she was focused on her work, but now that the weight had been lifted from her shoulders, a sharp, stinging pain instantly flared up in both hands.