Richest Rag-picker

Chapter 471: Chapter 443: Terrifying Upon Reflection

Fang Chenyi savored the system notification that had just echoed in his mind.

So the Bone Claw was really from a Flood Dragon. Before this, the system had always just listed it as ’unknown.’

A Flood Dragon. ’Does that mean dragons actually exist in this world?’ Fang Chenyi’s worldview was being shattered, piece by piece.

Even though he had already guessed the true identity of the skeleton, even after experiencing so many inexplicable, scientifically unexplainable things, the system’s confirmation still managed to upend his entire understanding of reality.

After all, a guess was just a guess. But this time, the system had provided proof.

It was telling him, loud and clear, that Flood Dragons were real. ’And if Flood Dragons exist, does that mean true dragons exist as well?’

’And if dragons exist, what other mythical things might be real too?’

The more he thought about it, the more his worldview crumbled. Fang Chenyi felt like everything he had been taught since childhood was being overturned.

The system hadn’t recycled the Bone Claw, it had only reforged it. ’What does that mean? Does it mean the Bone Claw is of a very high grade?’

’And if the Bone Claw is so high-grade that the system couldn’t recycle it, does that mean my system isn’t actually as high-level as I thought? Or maybe not as mysterious and all-powerful as I imagined?’

’Could my system just be something like a magical artifact?’

’If that’s true, could there be many, many other things out there that are even more ridiculous, even more incredible than my system?’

One question after another popped into Fang Chenyi’s mind.

Fang Chenyi felt like he was caught in a vicious cycle. He shook his head hard, not daring to think any further.

Only one phrase dominated Fang Chenyi’s thoughts now: the implications were terrifying.

Shaking his head again, he forced himself to stop thinking and took a deep breath, trying to calm the turmoil in his heart.

When he came back to his senses, he looked down at his palm with a jolt of surprise.

There, lying quietly in his palm, was the azure-blue bead.

But strangely enough, he no longer felt the chill from before.

Not only that, Fang Chenyi felt a deep sense of comfort spreading through his entire body, a very refreshing sensation.

This astonished him. ’This is the hot and humid climate of South Africa, after all. How could I possibly feel so comfortable?’

Even an idiot could tell it was because of the bead in his hand.

’Looks like this thing is truly extraordinary. No wonder that Flood Dragon wouldn’t loosen its claws even in death.’

After carefully fiddling with the azure-blue bead for a while, Fang Chenyi tried placing it on the table in front of him.

But the moment it left his body, a wave of scorching heat once again washed over him.

"It really is a treasure."

He repeatedly tried moving it away from his body, even attempting to place it in the space of his woven bag, but no matter where he put it, as long as the bead was not in contact with his body, the oppressive heat would return.

"Heh. Looks like the heavens are looking out for me. Knowing I’m about to head into the desert, they sent me a divine artifact for beating the heat."

He wondered what it would feel like to enter the desert wearing this bead.

Braving the scorching sun, enduring the desert’s high temperatures that could reach up to sixty degrees Celsius.

’Not only will I not break a sweat, but I’ll feel like I’m basking in a spring breeze. Just thinking about it is awesome.’

It was almost as if this treasure had been tailor-made for his upcoming journey. If he hadn’t obtained this treasure before summoning the asteroid...

...he would have truly suspected that someone was watching over him from the shadows.

Pulling his thoughts back to the present, he placed the bead in an inner pocket, close to his skin.

The bead was quite large, making it a bit inconvenient to carry around, to be honest.

’Later on, I’ll have to look into getting it set into something, maybe wear it as a necklace.’

Of course, that was a thought for another time. Under the current circumstances, just being able to keep it on his person was satisfying enough.

After stowing the bead away, Fang Chen turned his gaze back to the woven bag beside him.

The system’s notification was still echoing in his mind. The system had turned the Bone Claws into a great hammer and several daggers. Now was the perfect time to take them out for a look.

He reached into the woven bag and fumbled around for a moment. When he withdrew his hand, he was holding a milky-white dagger that shimmered with a faint metallic luster.

The dagger’s design was very plain, so plain that there wasn’t a hint of embellishment to be seen.

However, it radiated an intimidatingly sharp aura.

Holding it up, Fang Chenyi studied the sharp edge, then reached up and plucked a strand of hair from his head.

He then gently placed it on the dagger’s blade.

But in the next instant, before Fang Chenyi could even purse his lips to blow on it, the strand of hair had already split in two.

"Holy crap! This thing is way too sharp!"

Staring at the now-severed half-strand of hair in his hand, Fang Chenyi couldn’t help but marvel.

He had always heard that the benchmark for a good blade’s sharpness was its ability to sever a hair with a puff of air. But with his dagger, the hair broke the moment it touched the blade, no breath required...

’What does that even mean? Does this mean my dagger surpasses the legendary treasured blades from the stories?’

’But it makes sense when you think about it. This dagger was forged from a Flood Dragon’s Bone Claw. There’s no way it can be compared to modern synthetic alloys.’

Now that he knew how sharp the blade was, he began to wonder about its durability.

And the best way to find out was to test it. Fang Chenyi reached down and pulled the military-issue dagger from the sheath on his leg.

In front of this Bone Blade, the once exceptionally sharp military dagger seemed to pale in comparison.

Fang Chenyi didn’t bother comparing their sharpness; that was already beyond question.

What he needed to know now was which one was tougher.

After all, the Bone Blade was still made of bone, no matter how it was forged. Fang Chenyi was genuinely afraid that it might shatter on impact with modern metal. If that happened, no matter how sharp it was, it would be relegated to cutting vegetables.

Of course, given the sturdiness of the original Bone Claw, Fang Chenyi believed the blade wouldn’t be too shabby.

Without any more hesitation, he held one dagger in each hand and slammed them together forcefully.

But the next moment, his straining hands suddenly felt as if they had sliced through empty air...

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