Chapter 11: Catastrophe Generation

For most players who are still figuring out how to kill Pigmen, even dropping a piece of junk is an unattainable luxury.

Yet Irving had brought out two pieces in one go.

One ordinary ★★ [Pigskin Armor] and one advanced ★★★ [Slightly Flawed Night Peak Blade].

Even those who were setting up stalls nearby ran over to join the commotion after hearing Irving's call.

"Bro! Bro!" At this moment, a figure emerged from the crowd. It was a man in his thirties named Mark. His monotonous daily routine had left him bored, but the emergence ofthe Otherworld Game breathed new life into his dull existence.

However, after researching the game for three days straight, every time he left the shelter, he would be ruthlessly massacred by the pigmen outside. It was even more unbearable than being in prison.

[Pigskin Armor] had an additional attribute: it could make pigmen feel fear... Mark was so excited as if he had been injected with a shot of adrenaline, yet he didn't notice his footing. He tripped and lost his balance, tumbling right down to Irving's feet.

"Bro! Can you sell me this equipment?" Mark clung to Irving's trouser leg, begging.

"Highest bidder wins." Irving said. His purpose of attending the offline gathering was not only to interact with other players but also to dispose of some of his discarded equipment. Moreover, after changing his profession to a Necromancer, the consumption of spiritual power had become a significant problem.

"I'll pay three hundred thousand dollars!" Mark pulled out his savings from years of labor. However, as soon as his words fell, other players around also joined the bidding. The additional attribute of the [Pigskin Armor], which could make it easier to kill Pigmen, was enough to make them green with envy.

"What? You want to buy it for just three hundred thousand dollars? I'm offering three hundred and fifty thousand dollars."

"Not only does it make pigmen feel fear, but this equipment also has decent defense power. It'll surely be useful in the future... I'll pay four hundred thousand dollars."

"Four hundred and fifty thousand dollars!"

"I'm tired of getting killed by pigmen every day. I'll offer five hundred thousand dollars!"

Even the young man who had just boasted about his equipment in front of Irving joined the bidding. Compared to this [Pigskin Armor], he felt that the equipment he had obtained was garbage.

Irving didn't expect that this discarded [Pigskin Armor] would be so popular in the market. He nodded satisfactorily, "Is there a higher bid? You can also exchange it for equivalent materials or equipment."

At this point, a pretty young girl with a ponytail came over. She held out a scroll, "Can this be exchanged for your equipment?"

Irving's gaze fell on the scroll, and a virtual screen appeared in front of him.

[Item Information: Watchtower Construction Blueprint.]

[Description: This scroll can be used to build a watchtower on the outskirts of the shelter. It allows observation of the surrounding conditions. Starting level Lv1, observation range: 5 kilometers. It can be upgraded later to expand the field of vision, but it will require more basic materials.]

Irving was intrigued. He thought of the player with the [Eagle Eye] talent in Angel Squad that Anna had mentioned before.

With this watchtower, although he wouldn't be able to discern information about the foreign beasts, he could observe the movements around the shelter...

For instance, the morning fight between the Hell Hunting Dog and the Forest Leopard, all movements within a 5-kilometer radius were clearly visible.

"No problem, but a blueprint alone isn't enough. This is a piece of equipment with special attributes…" Irving said with a smile.

"Add another two hundred thousand dollars then." Beautiful girl with a ponytail proposed.

Irving nodded, and the two directly conducted the exchange on the spot and received the bank transfer information immediately.

Many players around them cast envious and jealous glances.

"My name is Lily!" Beautiful girl with a ponytail flashed a bright smile. Then she turned her gaze to the [Slightly Flawed Shadow Peak Blade], her beautiful eyes glinting with an unusual light.

Irving noticed this and asked, "Are you also interested in this piece of equipment?"

"That's an advanced piece of equipment. It's my first time seeing one. You're so lucky!" Beautiful girl with a ponytail expressed her admiration with a twinkle in her eyes.

A piece of ordinary ★★ equipment was actually bid up to five hundred thousand dollars, which sparked a discussion among the surrounding players.

In their view, the price... was somewhat inflated.

"The game has just started. There's no need to rush. In no time. There will be many common equipment like this one!"

"Exactly, we don't have to rush for now. If worse comes to worst, we can just keep a low profile, hide in the shelter and wait a few more days."

"Five hundred thousand dollars. Do you know what that means? I can't earn that much in a year even if I don't eat or drink!"

Hearing these words, Irving shook his head.

He had personally lived through an apocalypse. When the end times came, the dark lord engulfed the entire blue planet, with strange beasts rampant and living beings suffering immensely. Time was running out... By then, even an ordinary piece of equipment could save a life at a critical moment. Sёarch* The novёlF~ire.net website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

As for the money... Under the apocalypse, wiping one's buttocks feels too hard.

"Remaining one piece of advanced equipment, anyone willing to bid or exchange?" Irving held the [Slightly Flawed Shadow Peak Blade] as he spoke.

Although those players were somewhat envious of the equipment, the atmosphere was much colder than before. Even if the ordinary equipment was bid up to five hundred thousand dollars, this advanced equipment would start at a million at least... Comparatively, they would rather keep a low profile and hide in the shelter.

Ding!

Just then, a system prompt suddenly sounded in everyone's mind.

[Otherworldly Disaster is generating...]

[The Dark Lord will soon come to Blue Planet. In order for players to better adapt to the harsh environment, a disaster will occur in the Otherworld every once in a while!]

[The first wave of the disaster will trigger a small-scale beast riot. Player's shelters will be attacked!]

[Important reminder: If the shelter is occupied, the player will directly lose the game qualification and the real body will also suffer severe backlash.]

[First wave of disaster countdown: 24:00:00]

The park fell into silence.

Every player who obtained the game beta quota received the prompt at the same time.

After a brief silence, the scene exploded.

All the players' faces grew ugly.

"If I had known this, I wouldn't have entered the game. I can't believe it can even backlash!"

"Beast riot? The pigmen in the forest are already terrifying enough, perhaps more powerful beasts will appear."

"I'm going crazy, what should we do!"

Originally, the players were considering temporarily hiding in the shelter, waiting for the market to have more equipment and the prices would naturally come down. By then, they could easily buy a couple of pieces and kill the pigmen...But now, it seems that this plan is no longer feasible.

With only 24 hours to prepare, once the beasts start rioting, hiding in the shelter would be tantamount to waiting for death!

Even Irving began to worry.

Although he had become a Necromancer, his spiritual power only allowed him to summon low-level beasts like pigmen, and no more than three at a time. He might not be able to withstand the beast riot... Not to mention, every subsequent disaster would be more severe than the last.

"Beauty, are you willing to sell the equipment you just bought? How about I offer eight hundred thousand dollars?" someone said.

"I'll pay nine hundred thousand dollars. I need at least one piece of defensive equipment, or I'll be slaughtered."

"I want it too. I don't want to suffer a backlash!"

Players who had just felt that five hundred thousand dollars for a piece of ordinary equipment was too much, flocked around Lily. However, they soon received a cold reply. Lily really needed the [Pigskin Armor], especially after learning about the impending disaster, she would definitely not sell it. She rolled her eyes, "Not selling! No matter how much you offer, I'm not selling.

Besides, I don't lack the money!"

The surrounding players regretted their earlier decisions. If they had known this would happen, they would have kept raising the price earlier. Their eyes once again turned to the last piece of equipment Irving was selling - the [Slightly Flawed Shadow Peak Blade], their eyes filled with a longing light...

At this moment, in their eyes, this was not just a piece of advanced equipment, but a life-saving weapon!