Chapter 2001 - 1994: Did You Loot a Hatchery?
If Zhang Menglong remembers correctly, the items sold by the key figures in their survival base are incredibly diverse; almost anything you could imagine can be bought there.
Arriving at this survival base, Zhang Menglong’s first impression was that it was more of a slum than a survival base.
Zhang Menglong naturally understood why such a situation appeared; everyone wants to save as many Supreme Coins as possible to leave this damned place. They wish they could make one Supreme Coin go as far as possible, and unless it’s truly critical, they wouldn’t even spare a red bottle.
Their aim in this survival base is simply to meet basic survival needs; who would spend extra Supreme Coins to improve their quality of life?
Of course, if given the means, who would want to live in such a dilapidated place? Based on their power, before entering this place, who wasn’t a big shot? Who didn’t live under heaps of praise and adulation? Who hasn’t tasted the luxuries of life?
Now, things have changed. With Zhang Menglong here, all he has to do is speak, and even killing the lowest level of Warcraft might drop a Supreme Crystal worth 10 million Supreme Coins, a speed of making money that neither thousands nor even millions of large survival bases can compete with.
Saving up 1 billion Supreme Coins was once unattainable for them, but now it seems surprisingly easy.
Under these circumstances, it’s reasonable for them to both enjoy life and save Supreme Coins, right?
"Since that’s the case, let’s follow what Menglong suggests!"
"Exactly, once we’re back we’ll revamp our base. Selling these materials could fetch at least tens of millions, and we’ll sell all the Supreme Crystals we’ve harvested this time. Part of the Supreme Coins will be distributed among everyone, with the rest used to enhance our living conditions!"
"That’s the spirit, good lad!" Zhang Menglong nodded in satisfaction, "Let’s keep moving!"
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For several consecutive days, Zhang Menglong and his team hunted deep within the Wind Whisper Plains. They chose warcrafts within their capability range to hunt, encountering several herds of Breath Beasts. Although Zhang Menglong had dropped many eggs before, they ended up being eaten at a meal.
Though 8 million Supreme Coins now mean nothing to him, every little helps. Plus, Ying Zheng once said that forming good relations with key figures here is very beneficial for their survival and development, so this mission must be completed!
These past few days, they’ve killed more than 2000 Breath Beasts. Each time Zhang Menglong personally killed one, he’d make sure to extract everything possible, harvesting over a hundred Breath Beast eggs alone.
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Outer edges of Wind Whisper Plains.
A group of Martial Artists appeared anxious; they were another faction from the survival base. Due to limited strength, they couldn’t venture deep into the Wind Whisper Plains, restricting them to hunting along the edges.
Based on their supplies and drop rate, they could usually persist for three days, and their leader might last a bit longer, but at most only five days.
This time, their leader ventured deep into Wind Whisper Plains, gone for seven days, causing unease.
Though the survival base sold communication devices, they were costly, and only three were bought for communication between various hunting teams within the base.
Moreover, they dared not use communication devices outside casually, as these could attract the attention of certain warcraft, potentially leading to disastrous mistimed results.
After much hesitation, they had to attempt contact with Ying Zheng’s group.
But suddenly, a commotion rose in the distance.
"It’s our leader!"
"Thank goodness, they’re safe!"
"You had us worried sick!"
Upon seeing Ying Zheng return safely, the Martial Artists also breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that if anything happened to Ying Zheng, their survival base would be leaderless, making the situation dreadful.
"Having been away for seven days this time, they must have abundant harvests, right?"
"Hey, look, the leader’s weapon isn’t the same as before; hasn’t he always used that sword called Tai’a? Why has he switched to a spear?"
"That spear looks unusual; I can sense the bloodlust from quite a distance."
"Could it be the leader acquired a Supreme Weapon? They couldn’t have forged anything new outdoors without the necessary conditions!"
"Look, plenty of people have switched weapons; surely not everyone has one, right? They must have had some adventure during this time."
"They’re coming over; why not ask them?"
The two teams quickly merged together.
Subtracting costs and some follow-up supplement expenses, this squad’s average net income per person ranged from 1500 to 2000 Supreme Coins, fairly decent; some were heavily injured and sent back to the survival base.
"Lange, what’s this you’re holding; where’s your old bow?" A Martial Artist approached and asked.
"That junk? I threw it away!"
"Thrown away? Wasn’t that bow your prized possession?" exclaimed the Martial Artist.
"Haha, check this out," the Martial Artist handed over a dark red bow, "Only touching, no taking!"
"Typical stinginess, could this possibly be a Supreme..." The Martial Artist’s pupils suddenly dilated.
"Not just me, we harvested over 200 pieces this time!"
"What on earth did you experience? Did you loot a Supreme Weapon vault?"
Those Martial Artists who ventured deep into Wind Whisper Plains exchanged glances and revealed mysterious smiles.
"Warrior, you’ve finally returned!" The key figure seemed to have been waiting here for Zhang Menglong’s return, rushing up as soon as he saw him.
Zhang Menglong pulled out an egg from his belongings and handed it over, "Here, the egg you wanted!"
The key figure’s eyes instantly brightened, "Warrior, I knew I could count on you; you actually brought out a Breath Beast egg from their nest? As Bana promised, this is 8 million Supreme Coins, now yours!"
"Thank you!"
Saving up this money, Zhang Menglong glanced at the other Martial Artists whose eyes gleamed.
However, they found it odd; why didn’t their leader appear thrilled about this? As if 8 million Supreme Coins weren’t a surprising sum.
Before they could ponder further, Zhang Menglong spoke again.
"Do you need more eggs, brother?"
"You have more?" The key figure Bana’s eyes brightened; acquiring one egg alone would be incredible, he hadn’t gotten his hopes up too much. Did Zhang Menglong find two?
"Yes!" Zhang Menglong nodded.
Bana was overjoyed, "Still at 8 million Supreme Coins each; I’ll take all you’ve got!"
"You said it!" Zhang Menglong was equally delighted, having worried that completing the task would render the Breath Beast eggs useless.
With a wave of Zhang Menglong’s hand, the ground was filled neatly with 126 Breath Beast eggs.
"This..." Bana’s expression became petrified, "Did... did you plunder a Breath Beast hatchery?"