Apocalypse Gachapon

‘None left?’

Though Xia Bai had become more ‘normal’ after her evolution and no longer always wore a mask, she was still somewhat angry. Knowing Ye Zhongming wanted this item, she had directly offered to buy it.

In her view, beating these people up wouldn’t be as satisfying as using demon crystals to shut them up.

‘This, we…’ Xiao Hua began to stammer.

Though she had some pricing authority, she wasn’t the boss. She wouldn’t last here if she drove away a big spender due to her own actions. With her evolution level, she’d likely die within a week if she went out hunting now.

As for whether there were more Snow Lotuses, the answer was yes. They were rare but not exceedingly so—a few were found in the wild every month. Demand wasn’t high either. The Essence Pavilion’s storage currently held thirteen more. If sold at twelve demon crystals each, the level six demon crystals in that bag wouldn’t even cover half.

‘Yes or no?’

Xia Bai spoke slowly, but each word made Xiao Hua tremble.

‘…Yes.’

Xiao Hua lowered her head and gestured for the male salesperson to hurry and fetch the rest.

‘Boss, shall we check out the upper floors?’

Xiao Peng also felt a surge of pride. After receiving Ye Zhongming’s approval, he pointed at the bag of demon crystals and said to Xiao Hua, ‘Take it. Follow us. If you lose it, you’ll pay with your life.’

Xiao Hua hastily grabbed the bag and followed closely, leaving the room in the care of the guards, now sweating nervously.

Ye Zhongming’s group headed upstairs. Due to the earlier commotion, their entourage had grown to nearly forty people—most of the first-floor customers had joined the spectacle, curious to see what else this wealthy outsider would buy.

The second floor was also alerted, with people asking what had happened and why so many were coming up.

Compared to the first floor, the second had more premium items, and Ye Zhongming spent more time in each room.

Thus, the following scenes repeated:

‘How much for this Cracked Frost Stone?’ Ye Zhongming asked.

‘Thirty six-level demon crystals,’ the salesperson replied.

Ye Zhongming glanced at Xiao Xuan’s friend, who held up a number.

‘Fifteen. I’ll take all you have,’ Ye Zhongming countered.

‘How much per drop of this Frost Marrow Liquid?’

‘Five level six demon crystals.’

Ye Zhongming looked down, then back up.

‘Three per drop. I’ll take this bottle.’

‘How much for one Snow-Patterned Ant?’

‘It is sold by the nest,’ the sweating salesperson replied.

‘Oh? How much, then?’

‘Five… five level seven demon crystals.’

Ye Zhongming looked down, then back up.

‘Three. I’ll take it.’

…………………………

Ye Zhongming began sweeping through the second floor. At first, it was manageable—after all, everyone had seen the bag of two hundred level six demon crystals. But gradually, the onlookers realized something was off. These outsiders were spending far beyond that amount in a short time.

Then, they witnessed something astonishing—the cold, beautiful woman’s spatial ring seemed like a bottomless treasure trove, endlessly producing demon crystals. Bag after bag of two hundred level six demon crystals appeared, and when level seven crystals were needed, those appeared too.

By the time Ye Zhongming finished browsing the second floor, he had spent over a thousand level six demon crystals and thirty-plus level seven crystals.

Now, Ye Zhongming’s earlier displeasure had vanished, replaced by excitement over the valuable finds. He hadn’t expected to discover so many useful items in this remote northern city where humans and mutated life coexisted. This trip to Black Dragon City was truly worthwhile.

Though the spending seemed high, the value these items would bring under Ye Zhongming’s hands far exceeded the cost.

In short, it was worth it!

After finishing the second floor, Ye Zhongming immediately headed to the third, now deeply curious about the Essence Pavilion’s finest offerings.

Behind them, the crowd had grown to over a hundred, not just first- and second-floor customers, but even passersby drawn in by the commotion.

Normally, the third floor of the Essence Pavilion wasn’t accessible to just anyone. The guards tried to block the spectators, but they were outnumbered and easily overwhelmed.

Still, the crowd remained orderly, keeping a respectful distance. The guards could only stand by warily.

The third floor had only three rooms. Ye Zhongming entered the first, and the ice door immediately closed behind him.

The Essence Pavilion’s ability to gain a footing in Black Dragon City meant it had contingencies for such situations. Recognizing a big spender, the head manager had already stationed himself on the third floor, opening a private shopping channel for Ye Zhongming.

The spectators groaned in disappointment, itching to know what Ye Zhongming was buying—and for how much.

About ten minutes later, Ye Zhongming emerged from the first room and entered the second, the ice door sealing again. Another ten minutes later, he moved to the third, where he stayed for half an hour before exiting with a satisfied smile, his group and Xiao Xuan in tow.

The crowd immediately swarmed the Essence Pavilion’s manager for details…

An hour later, all of Black Dragon City knew a tycoon had arrived, spending extravagantly at the Essence Pavilion—over 100,000 level six demon crystals’ worth in total.

The entire city was stunned!”