Apocalypse Gachapon

“You must be crazy.”

The leader of the other faction was almost unable to sit still.

“Kid, do you know what two hundred million Moonspan Gold means? Do you know how much Moonspan Gold our entire Su Clan needs to operate for a year? Two hundred million? Let me put it this way: at this price, perhaps if you went to the Taros Red Dwarves and said you wanted to buy a Lie God-grade piece of equipment, they might even consider it.”

Two hundred million was indeed a considerable number because this value represented not the kind of currency on Earth but Moonspan Gold, that miraculous substance needed in all aspects.

From the operation of survivor fortresses, the functioning of races, down to individual cultivation, power for equipment, etc., everything was closely related to Moonspan Gold.

Two hundred million Moonspan Gold. At this price, probably only super major clans could afford it, and even then, not easily.

The Su Clan really wanted this formation that used people as the formation, but that didn’t mean making the entire clan suffer severely for it.

“Then one hundred fifty million.”

“At most one hundred twenty million. Kid, don’t be too greedy.” Yaohan Su knocked on the table and said.

“Fine.” Ye Zhongming’s face was pained. “No repayment required.”

This condition was thus set. However, Jie Su, who knew Ye Zhongming best, always felt something wasn’t right. There was a feeling of being cheated.

“Third, teach the Star-Eye Clan no fewer than five large formations each of attack, defense, comprehensive, and various other types.”

Ye Zhongming’s conditions gradually deepened, slowly touching on core issues.

“This is impossible!” Without the leader of the other faction speaking, Yaohan Su directly refused this request.

Formations were the Su Clan’s most core secret, just like the Taros Red Dwarves’ manufacturing technology. Even if some formations weren’t the Su Clan’s core formations, after being passed on, techniques, habits, principles, etc., could potentially be deciphered.

To protect their secrets, the Su Clan rarely set up formations for other races, afraid they might be learned someday. How could they actively teach formations to others?

Even though Yaohan Su very much wanted to cooperate with the Star-Eye Clan in his heart, he couldn’t use this matter as a bargaining chip. Once he agreed, the opposition within the clan would be enough to remove him from the position of clan leader.

“You know, since my home planet entered the apocalypse, I’ve known one thing: there’s nothing impossible, it just depends on whether it needs to be done.”

Ye Zhongming wasn’t surprised by the Su Clan’s refusal and began explaining his reasons.

“Everyone has their secrets; every race is the same. Formations are your core interests, not allowing others to obtain them—I understand all that. But one thing you must understand: the value and significance of these things are based on your Su Clan still being in your current position, even based on the Su Clan’s continued existence. If even the race becomes extinct, what meaning do these things have?”

Ye Zhongming saw many Su Clan members wanting to speak, even Jie Su, who wanted to rebut. He had everyone listen until he finished.

“I said before, the Su Clan, like many races, is facing a crisis. You might not believe it, or half-believe it, but just pay attention, or have your people investigate, and you’ll actually perceive it. Crisis is descending.”

Pointing outside, the Cloud Peak King continued, “The overall crisis comes from the Slave Race. This pressure is very great, especially under the premise of the nutrient wave. This pressure envelops the cosmic races. The two major camps bear the brunt. To survive the crisis, will they fight the Slave Races desperately? No, they won’t. They will shift the losses onto other races, and the most capable of withstanding and absorbing losses are super major clans like the Su Clan, who are at the bottom.”

“At this time, what’s the point of guarding your formations and such? Moreover, what I’m asking for isn’t your Ten Great Formations, just other large formations. I can even hand over this ancient formation to you; what can’t you open up to us?”

“Your spokespeople on various planets also master some formations, maybe not high-level, but it shows you can pass them on to others. Then now, as cooperative partners, why can’t we learn some formations?”

Ye Zhongming stated his reasons.

The Su Clan members were somewhat moved upon hearing this, but this issue was really too serious; they wouldn’t agree easily, no matter what.

Ye Zhongming sighed and said, “Alright then. One hundred Weapons of War, two thousand pounds of Purple Luo Zinc. Exchange for the formations I mentioned earlier. And your formations only need to be taught to me; I also guarantee not to pass them on.”

To gain the Su Clan’s agreement, Ye Zhongming knew he had to add conditions on top; otherwise, the Su Clan would firmly disagree.

One hundred Weapons of War, two thousand pounds of Purple Luo Zinc—these things were no small matter. The Su Clan members present were all somewhat hesitant.

Simultaneously, Ye Zhongming’s indication that they would only be taught to him and not passed on also lowered their guard considerably.

“We need to discuss.” Yaohan Su hesitated for a long time before saying.

Ye Zhongming immediately stood up and walked out of the conference room, leaving the Su Clan members inside to discuss. After a few minutes, the leader of the Kelan Su faction, who had already left, reappeared, glanced at Ye Zhongming without saying anything, and directly walked in.

Outside, two Gold Mask warriors waiting for Ye Zhongming came over and told him that the others had already gone to Su City in disguise to purchase materials as he requested. For this, Ye Zhongming gave them all the remaining Moonspan Gold.