Chapter 1619 - 411: A Brand-New Experience, Damn Swindler_5

Chapter 1619: Chapter 411: A Brand-New Experience, Damn Swindler_5

Boom!

A dull roar echoed from the front.

Soon followed by a strong tremor that rippled like a wave, shaking the ground beneath his feet, the surrounding trees rustling violently.

A meteorite had landed.

Ye Ming’s speed increased by another notch, shooting towards the direction where the dust was rising like an arrow off a bowstring.

He had to get a jump on players or monsters drawn by the commotion.

The meteorite that fell from the void might contain space materials or world fragments.

Either way, their value far exceeded that of ordinary jungle beasts.

If he could get his hands on it first, he might make a fortune.

Ye Ming’s gaze became sharper, his speed reaching its peak, his figure forming a blurred shadow in the forest.

The scenery around him flashed by swiftly.

Fortune favors the bold; this unexpected windfall from the heavens was something he was determined to claim.

When Ye Ming burst through the last patch of underbrush and reached the edge of the meteor crater, the sight before him caused his pupils to shrink suddenly.

The front had transformed into a boiling meat grinder.

At the bottom of a gigantic scorch crater over several hundred meters in diameter lay a blood-colored crystal stone about the size of a fist, pulsing with intense qi-blood waves.

Hundreds or thousands of monsters had already gathered nearby, lured by the powerful qi-blood energy.

Varied in shape, their roars shook the heavens.

There were earth splitting rhinoceroses clad in bone armor like small hills, winged claw dragons hovering above spewing acid... even more were jungle monsters yet to be decomposed, names unknown, but emitting equally ferocious auras.

They had gone utterly mad, waging a bloody melee to get closer to the heart-like beating blood-colored crystal stone at the crater’s center.

Sharp claws tore, fangs gnawed, energy breaths collided.

Blood poured like torrential rain, severed limbs flying everywhere.

The strong blood scent and chaotic energy flowed out in waves.

Ye Ming keenly sensed that several monster auras in the battlefield’s core area were exceptionally strong.

Decomposition scan revealed creatures with hunting levels exceeding 70.

Each of their collisions made the earth tremble and shockwaves swept the surroundings.

This was clearly beyond his capability to handle at the moment.

Leaping challenges wasn’t an issue, but the combat power gap of over 30 levels wasn’t something skills could bridge.

Ye Ming suppressed the restlessness in his heart, his figure turned into a shadow, sticking close to a scorched boulder at the crater’s edge, his gaze quickly scanning the battlefield, his mind racing as he waited for an opportunity.

This windfall wasn’t as easy to claim as imagined.

Brute force was a dead end, but he wouldn’t give up.

He was a player now, possessing infinite tolerance for mistakes.

As players would say on the forums: What difference is there between not trying as a player and being foolish?

This unique player optimism and adventurous spirit was influencing Ye Ming’s decision logic at the moment.

He brought up the trading house interface.

His eyes swiftly sifted through the various tool categories, quickly locking onto one type of item: Special Medicine.

Especially those with powerful effects, but accompanied by strong side-effects, burst-type potions.

These potions could significantly boost player attributes in a short time or even grant special abilities, but once the effect ended, he’d fall into a long-term Weak State, possibly causing permanent physical damage.

Yet for players, the side effects of such potions were virtually negligible.

They’re generally used at critical moments.

For Ye Ming, special potions were undoubtedly a feasible lever to initiate change.

But when he saw the prices, his brows furrowed.

[Frenzy Blood (Fifth Rank Potion)]: After consuming, Strength and Speed greatly increase, duration affected by the player’s physical fitness, fall into permanent weak state after effect ends, All Attributes decrease by 50-80% (affected by player’s physical fitness).

Price: 15000 sacrificial power.

[Dragon Breath Potion (Fourth Rank)]: Temporarily gain the power to breathe dragon breath, each breath consumes qi blood energy, unable to speak after effect ends.

Price: 12000 sacrificial power.

[Walking Reagent (Second-rank Rare)]: Temporarily gains the ability to penetrate physical and elemental barriers, lasts 5-15 seconds. After the effect ends, some body tissue will temporarily Phantom.

Price: A staggering 83000 sacrificial power (made with space materials).

...

The prices for potions made of high-end materials were astonishing.

The sacrificial power he had accumulated was far from enough to buy powerful potions.

Newcomers generally wouldn’t touch such potions; they’re typically used by top warbands at crucial moments.

Seeing the potion prices, Ye Ming instinctively thought of the "Crafty Merchant Guild" that sells various recovery potions at high prices.

And that black-hearted President Ah Lan.

As this thought arose, a detail he overlooked flashed through his mind like lightning.

Before the Mingwu Clan’s defeat, there was a batch of strategic resources stored in advance at the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce.

Transporting it every time was troublesome, the deposit was so it could be exchanged for war resources at any time.

Could this resource still be retrieved now?!

Thinking this, Ye Ming’s heart couldn’t help but pound wildly.

If these resources were still there, even just a small part would solve his immediate urgent need.

He didn’t hesitate any longer, immediately bringing up the system’s contact list, and typed in the search bar: Shou Jili.

Clicked to add as a friend.

The next second, a prompt popped up:

[The other party has set friend request restrictions.]

[Please briefly explain the reason for adding, and the other party will decide whether to approve it after review.]

It seemed it wasn’t so easy to directly contact this "crafty merchant".

He quickly organized his words and entered in the application reason column:

"Apply to extract Mingwu Clan’s war supply deposit."

Whether this could succeed would depend on if the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce still recognized this old transaction.

Though the chamber claimed that as long as resources are deposited, they can be retrieved anytime and will never disappear.

Even after a hundred years, they say they would still give it upon request.

But these words aren’t necessarily reliable.

It all depended on whether President Ah Lan would care about this "deceased" client.

After sending the bold application, he watched the list intently, waiting for fate’s response.

Not long after, the approval of the friend request popped up.

The other side didn’t wait for him to speak and sent a private message first:

"You want to extract Mingwu Clan’s reserve resources, how do you prove you’re a member of the Mingwu Clan (Explorer confused.jpg)?"

Ye Ming: ...

Seeing this question, Ye Ming was at a loss for words.

How to prove it?

He was now in "Bai Xing’s" form, using a player’s identity, with human blood flowing in his veins.

Even his aura was entirely different from before.

He couldn’t just say: I reincarnated, I was Ye Ming in a past life.

Saying that seemed absurd to him.

Staring at the private message box, Ye Ming was dumbfounded, feeling this deposit resource would probably be pocketed by the despicable cunning merchant.