Infinite Disasters: I Hoarded My Way to Godhood novel Chapter 205

Chapter 205: Chapter 205: Wind-Sweeping Broom, Trading for Information

The sewer rat was killed.

"I hit it! Big brother! I did it!"

Nathan Gallo stared at his accomplishment, unable to hide his excitement.

The hand gripping the broom trembled slightly with exhilaration.

He turned to look at Graham Gallo, his eyes filled with anticipation, seeking approval.

A hint of approval appeared on Graham Gallo’s face.

He walked over and ruffled Nathan’s hair. "Nice work, Nathan."

His tone was filled with relief, but he didn’t let his guard down completely.

After reassuring his brother, he turned fully to fix his gaze on Seraphina Sullivan, who had been standing by and watching silently the whole time.

His expression grew cautious. Although he didn’t raise the Metal broom in his hands, he held it in a stance ready to react to any sudden developments.

Nathan’s gaze followed his brother’s to Seraphina. His excitement faded, replaced by a mixture of curiosity and wariness in his eyes.

The air seemed to freeze for a moment.

Compared to the two brothers’ unconcealed caution and vigilance, Seraphina’s attention was drawn to the peculiar "weapons" in their hands.

Using brooms as primary combat weapons in these ruins was, by any measure, exceedingly strange.

Unless... the brooms themselves were anything but ordinary.

With a flicker of thought, she silently activated the [Item Identification] Ability of her Analysis Glasses.

Her gaze focused on the Metal broom in Graham Gallo’s hands.

[Wind Cleaning Broom]

Effect: Constructed from a Lightweight Alloy and special Energy-conducting fiber, with a built-in miniature Wind Rune Array. Significantly enhances the power and Effect of the "Broom Cleaning Three Forms" Martial Arts, with an extra bonus for "Wind Sweep" type Skills. Possesses a basic cleaning function.

After reading the brief description, Seraphina nodded in understanding.

’So that’s how it is. This broom isn’t an ordinary cleaning tool, but a "specialized weapon" designed for their unique Martial Arts.’

’It even incorporates "rune" technology that seems to surpass conventional science or understanding.’

This made her even more curious about the background setting of this instance world.

’What kind of special instance is this Junkheap Ruins apocalypse dungeon?’

But in the brief moment she spent identifying the broom,

Graham Gallo, standing opposite her, clearly misinterpreted her silence and stare.

He took Seraphina’s scrutiny as some kind of malicious assessment. The Anti-Poison Mask that concealed all her expressions only added to her mysterious and dangerous air.

He took a deep breath and was the first to speak, deliberately keeping his voice steady in an attempt to defuse any potential conflict.

"This... friend,"

He used a neutral term, as Seraphina’s gear and build made it difficult for him to determine her Gender.

"We’re just out here in the Junkheap Ruins looking for some mutated animals to practice our Martial Arts on. We have no intention of making an enemy of you."

He paused, his tone carrying a hint of imperceptible resignation and sincerity.

"Besides, we don’t have any food or valuables on us, so... please don’t attack us."

This statement, which was practically a show of weakness, deeply puzzled Seraphina.

In a post-apocalyptic environment where the law of the jungle reigned, proactively revealing one’s "harmlessness" and "poverty" was usually not a wise move.

It was like telling a robber, "I don’t have any money, so don’t waste your energy," which could sometimes provoke an even worse reaction.

She also noticed that the young man named Nathan shrank back slightly as his brother spoke, gripping his broom tighter, his eyes betraying obvious fear.

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