Chapter 204: B Grade Sacrifice Box

Chapter 204: B Grade Sacrifice Box

With a clang, a cup smashed onto the expensive dali stone on the ground. It shattered and exploded in all directions, hitting the glass pillar on the side and giving a crisp sound.

"I gave you so many days, and this is what you tell me?"

The old man held a costly-looking wooden staff and looked at this guy with a dark gaze like he wanted to kill him immediately.

Suppose one didn't look at the chaotic world outside the window, just the meeting table, leather sofa, and expensive flooring. It would be hard to imagine that a month had passed since the apocalypse began.

"CEO Wang, we know that Little Blade's death made you sad, but it happened. We can find them as long as the person that killed him and Ah Kuan are still alive. It is the apocalypse, and they won't be far away."

The other middle-aged man on the other side of the wooden table held up his cup to drink the translucent liquid inside. He looked at the staff in the old man's hands and gloated deep down.

"Scoff, the dead person isn't your relative, so naturally, you won't feel anxious."

"You have more than one relative...."

"Tong Yang!"

The two faced off over the meeting table and stared at one another in rage. The atmosphere was agitated.

Doctor Mu wiped off the sweat on his face. He felt afraid. That old man was Little Blade's father, one of Royal Guild's five heads-- Wang Fulin. He was a one-star job expert and was strong. As a support Medicine Maker, he was someone that he couldn't afford to offend.

Doctor Mu, who should have been there to assist, didn't arrive in time, resulting in the death of Little Blade, Ah Kuan, and the siblings. Although he didn't need to take responsibility, he was still a reason for their deaths. He could do so without hesitation if the old man wanted to kill him.

Fortunately, Tong Yang protected Doctor Mu.

"Enough!"

The person sitting in the middle wore a mask. It had a white base color, and four different-sized black circles represented his features, giving one a chilling feeling.

He was the boss of the Royal Guild. As for his identity, probably the four other heads knew a little about it. Doctor Mu was just a second-rate leader, and he couldn't say.

Everyone looked at this person. Hearing his voice, he shouldn't be too old.

"Continue to search for these people; we must find Nature Staff." The Leader tapped his jade ring on the table, and his voice became low, "Soul Merchant sent some people over. There are two-star potions in the trading list; I think that is something that everyone wants."

The four heads and their one or two helpers each started to communicate with each other. The temptation of two-star potions was too huge.

Of the few heads in the room, only the Leader was two-star evolved. How did he get it? How much did Royal Guild pay? Only these heads themselves knew about it.

They used the gains of the entire guild to get it! If not for them finding a colored gachapon, Royal Guild might not be as strong as other survival squads outside.

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"Now that we don't have Nature Staff, what does that side want?" Tong Yang straightened his body. It was obvious that he was interested in the two-star potion. The other heads were the same, and they all wanted to become two-star evolved as soon as possible.

The Leader sighed, "People, many people."

The few heads looked at one another and didn't understand.

People!

What for?

Normal people in the apocalypse were all trash. Apart from wasting food, they didn't do anything. Some might even start riots. Each faction would try its best to reduce the recruitment of normal people.

Moreover, although many people mutated, they were killed or infected. But there was still a huge amount that survived. It wasn't too hard to recruit people, right? One could find random people in cities around, and you could find dozens a day.

That secret and strong Soul Merchant. What did they want people for?

They used stat stones, shining equipment, a one-star potion, an immunity potion, etc. To trade for the last two-star potion. Why did they want people this time?

"How many did they want?"

The other Royal Guild deputy asked.

"If normal people, they want 20 thousand. If one star evolved, one is equal to a thousand."

"They also want evolved?" The person who spoke this time was Little Blade's father, Wang Fulin.

"What do they want to do?"

"They shouldn't lack potions, right? I heard that they occupied dozens of gachapons."

"They want to expand?"

"Then won't we be in danger?"

People in the room discussed. The first reaction of people of the apocalypse when they faced such a thing was to feel a sense of danger. This was normal.

"Shut up!"

The Leader shouted, and the room quietened down.

"Although we found the two-star gachapon, we paid a huge price to occupy that place. But spinning the wheel needs level two crystals. We spend a week and can maybe spin 2-3 times. After this half a month, we didn't even get one potion."

The Leader paused, "Not only did we not get a two-star potion, but the explosion of the colored wheel also caused us huge losses. Little Blade and Ah Kuan's death caused our strength to reduce greatly. We must consider how to increase our strength and not understand why the Soul Merchant that could increase our strength needs people! Do you understand?"

The people in the room nodded their heads.

"Then go now; you have five days to find 20 thousand people."

Tong Yang frowned, "Leader, isn't the timeline a little tight? There are dangers all around, and we don't have many people. To capture 20 thousand people in a week, that..."

The Leader didn't speak right away. He held up his wine cup and shook the liquid inside, "There are some survivor bases that we wanted to farm for crystals, materials, and news. We traded to get things we could trade for two-star potions. But there is no point now. The person took our items, and the base is not under our control. We don't have to hold back, right?"

"For example, Wulan County."

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Ye Zhongming gained a lot from the dungeon. But his good mood turned bad because he heard the words, Soul Merchant.

He didn't tell the others why. If one didn't experience or witness it personally, one couldn't imagine how gory and inhumane the Soul Merchant represented.

It would be if one had to use something to describe Ye Zhongming's thoughts toward them.

A bunch of animals.

To people who lived for ten years in the apocalypse, their hands would be covered in blood. Every one of them would be called a butcher.

For such a person to call you an animal, one could imagine the reputation of Soul Merchant.

What Ye Zhongming didn't' expect was for them to appear right as he came here. He didn't want to bump into this mammoth at such a stage.

But the animal-like Soul Merchant built the calm Ye Zhongming. If not needed, he wouldn't fight them now. But he also knew that sometimes, things wouldn't happen as he wished. So all he could do was to be prepared. If he clashed with them, he had to be able to give them a vicious blow.

Thus, he decided to use the Gate of Sacrifice once, even if it was a waste now.

He took out the golden legendary equipment. He looked at the energy line and continued to toss items in.

He got them from the valley, but he chose what to put in. He left those that could be made into bullets. After all, in the future year, the use of Armor-Piercing Bullets might be even more common than Moon Edge.

He tossed the items he traded nature gems for into the gate. He felt heart pained as these things would be useful in the future. Especially since Ye Zhongming was a smith, he might need such things.

He looked as the line continued to rise. While his heart hurt, he still felt a little satisfied.

He might be the only person now using a piece of golden equipment.

Until he tossed all the materials that he had no use of now into the gate, the energy gem was still not filled. There was still a bit left.

Ye Zhongming knew that this bit needed ten thousand level-one demon crystals.

He bit his teeth. He didn't toss crystals in as he needed them now, so he threw a piece of ghost metal.

Seeing a piece of metal that could increase equipment quality and even give them special skills, Ye Zhongming bit his teeth in pain.

The gem was finally filled after the ghost metal was tossed in but there were no changes. Ye Zhongming was stunned and didn't know what happened. Thinking about it, he tossed a level one crystal in and noticed that an even brighter energy line appeared.

Damn! Did he have to fill it up again?

This thought made him feel frustrated. Again? He could do so if he used up everything, but that would be a loss. He only had a limited number of ghost metals!

Moreover, what if he filled it up and the gate asked him to fill it a third time?

Was it a con?

He started to sweat.

He forced himself to calm down. He looked around and felt like this thing shouldn't be like that.

Ye Zhongming thought about it and softly tapped the gem.

It was as if he had tapped a switch. The gem and the gate lit up, giving out an eye-catching light.

It wasn't too eye-piercing, and it was instead really gentle. Ye Zhongming thought it would disappear, but not only did it not, it got brighter and brighter. It turned from white to gold and rose into the sky, becoming a pillar.

This pillar started to stretch, and it touched the roof. But it was as if the roof didn't exist, and it passed through, shooting outside the room.

He ran out. When he was outside, he saw that it wasn't covered and had become larger and larger, longer and longer!

He rolled his eyes. It was night, this golden light was so bright that the entire Ying City should be able to see it!

Xia Lei and Mo Ye were shocked. Yellow Ball was also shocked by the light and barked toward it.

The team was awakened, and they rushed out with their weapons. When they saw the golden pillar, they were also shocked beyond words.

"Boss, what did you do?"

From its position, it wasn't hard to see that it was from Ye Zhongming's room. It was obvious that he had caused it, just that he had caused such a huge commotion. n0veLUsB.c0M

"Keep your things, and let's leave."

Ye Zhongming ordered. He knew that the situation would draw problems for them, and many zombies and monsters would crowd over. Survivors would also come because they felt like something good had appeared.

If they bumped into them, their explanations would be useless when the time came. They would be attacked, and people would want to kill them for the golden treasure.

Ye Zhongming was confident in their strength but wasn't strong enough to be invincible in Ying City.

The entire Ying City woke up because of the golden light. The zombie roars and monster sounds spread through the wind. The whole situation became tense and dangerous.

Fortunately, the light didn't last for long. After dozens of seconds, it dimmed and then disappeared.

Ye Zhongming rushed back to his room and saw an ancient square box below the reflective gate of the Gate of Sacrifice.

"B Grade Sacrifice Box (small)."