Apocalypse Descends: I Win Effortlessly by Turning Trash into Treasure

Sylas Sawyer walked up to Perry Yates, who was having lunch, and said, "Eating lunch, boss?"

Hearing him, Perry Yates glanced up and nodded. "Yes."

A bowl of eggplant and meat over rice sat before Perry Yates, its tantalizing aroma wafting in the air.

Sylas Sawyer sat down across from Perry Yates. He placed the stump of his right arm on the table and asked earnestly, "Boss, I know you’re capable of incredible things. Is there any way you can restore my hand?"

At his words, Perry Yates glanced at Sylas Sawyer’s severed arm. Thanks to the Healing Water from yesterday, the wound had already mostly healed.

It no longer looked like a fresh injury, but more like the stump of someone who had undergone amputation years ago.

"It’s possible," Perry Yates said with a nod.

Hearing her definitive answer, Sylas Sawyer shot up from his chair, his face a mask of joyous surprise as he stared at Perry Yates.

"Don’t get too excited. I haven’t finished yet," Perry Yates said to him, her tone unhurried.

At her words, Sylas Sawyer calmed down from his initial excitement. ’Regenerating a limb can’t be easy,’ he thought. He naturally assumed she was about to discuss the price.

Based on their prior observations, they had already gotten a good grasp of the personality of The Card Tavern’s owner.

Young, money-grubbing, and a little kind—she didn’t mind helping others, provided it didn’t compromise her own interests. She was inexperienced with the world, disliked socializing, and was aloof and arrogant. A typical egoist.

However, what Perry Yates said next was not what Sylas Sawyer expected at all.

"I have several methods for restoration. Which one would you like?" Perry Yates asked seriously.

Sylas Sawyer was so taken aback he didn’t know how to react. He blinked. "You can customize it?"

"Customize? I suppose you could call it that," Perry Yates replied.

Pushing aside his surprise, Sylas Sawyer began to consider it seriously. "You said there are several methods. What are they, specifically?"

Perry Yates explained at a leisurely pace, "The first method is for me to reconstruct your right hand. This itself has two options. The first is that I personally reconstruct it. This is slightly more expensive, costing twenty one-star cards. Afterward, the strength of your entire arm will be significantly enhanced, though I’m not sure by exactly how much.

The other option is slightly cheaper, requiring ten one-star cards. However, this can only be done after the game ends and you’ve returned to reality. The third floor of The Card Tavern is a treatment room. The Spiritual Spring inside can help you regenerate the limb, though it might take a little longer."

"The second method is to abandon your original flesh and blood. I can reconstruct a hand for you from other materials. A steel hand, a Gold hand, a gemstone hand—all are possible."

"The third method is an artificial hand. It’s similar to the second method, but it integrates with your own flesh and looks identical to a real hand.

Furthermore, the artificial hand has an advantage: a reconstructed hand requires a period of adjustment—it’s a new limb, after all—but an artificial one doesn’t."

"The fourth method is a graft. This is the fastest option, but since it wouldn’t be your original hand, you would definitely experience some initial rejection."

"Those are the basic treatment options. Which one do you choose?"

"Of course, if you can recover your original hand, I’d recommend the fourth option."

After a moment of thought, Sylas Sawyer asked, "If I choose the first method, where you reconstruct it yourself, how much will my arm strength be enhanced?"

Perry Yates shrugged. "I’m not sure."

’She’d never reconstructed a severed limb before, so she didn’t know how many Ascensions it would require. Probably five or six, though.’

"However..."

Perry Yates paused, and a metal baseball bat materialized in her hand.

With a slight exertion of force, she crumpled the entire bat into a lump. Then, after a bit of careful shaping, the metal became a perfectly smooth sphere.

Sylas Sawyer was utterly stunned by the sight. "After the treatment," he asked in shock, "will I have that kind of strength?"

"More or less," Perry Yates confirmed.

Her confirmation was all the reassurance Sylas Sawyer needed. "I’ll take the first option," he said decisively. "The one where you do the treatment, boss. When can we start?"

"Since you’ve made your choice, follow me."

Perry Yates led Sylas Sawyer into a room.

The moment he stepped into the room, Sylas Sawyer’s mind felt muddled. A heavy wave of drowsiness washed over him, and in the next instant, he lost consciousness completely.

Once Sylas Sawyer was asleep, Perry Yates moved him onto a nearby bed and began the treatment.

After four consecutive Ascensions, Sylas Sawyer’s hand was nearly restored.

Looking at the newly grown right hand on Sylas Sawyer’s arm, Perry Yates felt like something was still missing. So, she performed a fifth Ascension.

’There we go. Much better.’

’Today’s earnings: twenty one-star cards!’

After finishing the treatment, Perry Yates left the room. Sylas Sawyer would likely wake up in a few hours.

The four-star Sleeping Cloud Mist could control the duration of its victim’s slumber.

「Meanwhile.」

Outside, the torrential rain continued, but it hardly affected the people aboard Noah’s Ark.

At the same time, as more and more buildings were destroyed by the Deep Sea Cannibals, people grew desperate to board Noah’s Ark.

On the seventeenth day of the game, the torrential rain continued to fall.

By now, very few survivors remained in the city of Solara.

Furthermore, as food grew scarcer, the number of Abyssal Piranhas in the water only increased. They were clearly ravenous; nearly half of Solara’s buildings had already collapsed.

And this was the result of just a few short days of their handiwork.

A wave of retrospective fear washed over the players as they witnessed this.

"This game clearly wasn’t designed for us to survive. Thank god for Noah’s Ark."

The other players nearby nodded in agreement.

If they were on their own, facing those Abyssal Piranhas, they would be struggling just to stay alive.

With Noah’s Ark, the game had suddenly switched from hard mode to easy mode.

Just then, Sylas Sawyer found Perry Yates playing a solitary game of poker cards.

"It must be boring playing by yourself. Mind if I join you?"

Sylas Sawyer was buzzing with excitement. Passing out yesterday had been strange, but when he woke up, not only was his right hand healed, but it was also thrumming with power.

He had already tested it. His right hand was now more than ten times stronger than his left.

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