Chapter 2055 - 10048: Do You Want the Supreme Weapon?
"Who is this person?"
"Yeah, such arrogance, claiming unlimited supply, as much as needed? Does he think he makes the rules of this world?"
"So young with mediocre skills, yet such a big mouth!"
"Hmph, the younger generation of our Human Race is truly worsening!"
If these words were spoken by someone at the Peak of Dao Realm, they might have some influence, but coming from Zhang Menglong, a young man, they naturally lack credibility.
A young man with tenfold strength at the Peak of Dao Realm would be at the bottom rung among any race; what right does he have to access so many resources?
Within the Humans are over a hundred at the limit of Dao Realm, they appeared at this moment, "Everyone, we will split into four groups, defending the four sides of Aiville City. We’ve amassed quite a bit over the years, so if you need anything, feel free to ask us!"
"That’s right, as the backbone of the Human Race, we should set some examples!"
"I have over ten million bottles of Stamina Potion and Mana Potion. If you need them, come to me."
"Same here, we won’t charge you anything for these, as long as we defend the city successfully, what we gain will surely outweigh what we give, so returning them later doesn’t matter."
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One by one, the strong emerged to express their stance; invisibly, they’ve stepped into the position of human leadership.
"Fantastic, true pioneers among Humans; with you, we have much more confidence."
"Yes, it’s like a reassurance pill for us."
"Under the guidance of these seniors, we will definitely defend the city perfectly!"
The Martial Artists among Humans began to lavish praise, as if a few more compliments now would yield benefits during the battle to defend the city.
"Not bad," Zhang Menglong glanced at them; their strength among the Humans truly qualifies as top-tier, even the insect kings under Jin Kela, comparable to the limit of Dao Realm, might not be a match for them.
But compared to the Ice Demon Race, they are evidently weaker, requiring three to five people to jointly face an Ice Demon at the limit of Dao Realm.
This brief scan allowed Zhang Menglong to gauge the current strength level of the Humans.
"Menglong, these seniors have gone through many Myriad Tribes battles; they hold significant prestige among Humans," Ying Zheng whispered cautiously into Zhang Menglong’s ear, though he has high standards, he does hold respect for these Human pioneers.
"Young man, your ideas are good, having ideas is an advantage, but staying grounded is better."
"Your strength isn’t strong; you likely just arrived in this world shortly, unfortunate timing with this Myriad Tribes battle and a Beast Tide; you probably can’t help much, might as well assist in transporting the wounded and distributing supplies!"
These Human pioneers have experienced more than one Warcraft siege, making them quite experienced; according to their wisdom, strength above a hundredfold at the Peak of Dao Realm is barely sufficient to engage in battlefield combat.
Someone like Zhang Menglong would likely be engulfed instantly upon encountering a Warcraft swarm.
Rather than sacrificing in vain, joining the logistics unit would be better.
Whenever someone is injured, treatment and care are always necessary, right?
Whenever frontline supplies are scarce, transportation and turnover are always necessary, right?
In the past, those below tenfold Dao Realm didn’t even qualify for battlefield inclusion; more of them couldn’t change the outcome of war and would be better utilized otherwise!
Indeed, Zhang Menglong felt these people were not malicious but were actually considering his welfare and that of all Humans.
"Seniors, I truly have enough supplies," Zhang Menglong noticed the meager resources gathered by those folks—barely a few billion in Energy Potion, Stamina Potion, and Spirit Potion among hundreds, which is merely a drop in the ocean for so many soldiers.
Even Zhang Menglong, whose body reserves of Energy are unfathomable, would find himself emptied after a full day of high-intensity combat; due to the rules of this world, replenishing Energy and Stamina through self-recovery is nearly impossible.
Once Energy and Stamina are depleted, the quantity of potion required to restore depends greatly on the Martial Artist’s strength; weaker ones may need just three to five potions to fully recover their Energy and Stamina.
But for those strong at the limit of Dao Realm, even several hundred potions consumed in one go may not adequately restore them; as for Zhang Menglong, he may require countless potions for Energy recovery, resorting to elixir concoction instead.
Seeing them still skeptical, Zhang Menglong walked to an empty spot nearby and, with a flick of his hand, a mountainous pile of potions appeared on the ground.
These potions aren’t just the basic Stamina and Energy Potions, but include even more advanced ones.
The 500 Supreme Coins potions restore a fixed amount of Stamina and Energy, but Zhang Menglong’s are different; they restore Stamina and Energy as a percentage of the maximum, making them the most cost-effective for him!
The price of such potions is extremely high; the cheapest instantly restores 10% of Energy and Stamina, unavailable at survival bases—a single unit prices at 2000 Supreme Coins at the Main City.
Slightly superior ones restore 30%, priced at 8000 Supreme Coins, while those restoring 50% in an instant cost 15000 Supreme Coins, and ones that completely restore all Stamina and Energy peak at a staggering 50,000 Supreme Coins!
For instance, ten basic potions are required for effect, and they have a one-minute cooldown post-use, inadequate in critical moments!
The advanced potions restore significantly in one go, reflecting their higher cost.
The potion bottles on the ground spoke volumes about their quality; a mere glance revealed that over half were percentage-restoring ones!
The drop rate for such potions is unimaginably low; ordinary people would keep them as treasured possessions, unwilling to use them.
Yet Zhang Menglong generously brought them all out!
"So many!" Zhang Menglong’s potions left the Human Dao realm top-tier warriors dumbfounded.
They indeed have some advanced potions but compared to Zhang Menglong’s, their numbers are insignificant.
"Little brother, how many potions do you have on you?" A Dao realm limit martial artist inquired, his tone no longer carried prior haughtiness.
"I don’t know either," Zhang Menglong shook his head. Every time he slays a Warcraft, several potions burst forth, and the number he’s killed in recent months is astronomical!
"Feel free to take them; if it’s not enough, I have more. By the way, are you interested in Supreme Weapons?"