I've Become the King of Villains in the Game

Chapter 298: Chapter 215: Rush to Buy and Conflict_3
 

The Destiny Faction’s mysterious substance was something he simply didn’t have on hand; these three were transcribed using pure substances, so realistically, selling Destiny Faction’s supernatural knowledge on a large scale in the short term was far-fetched.

The channels of the Silver Dragon Trade Association were extensive, yet they were uniquely unable to purchase the Destiny Faction’s mysterious substance, seemingly because its quantity was too scant.

For other mysterious substances that Chen Lun acquired from the Silver Dragon Trade Association, he almost always paid a premium. The market price for a unit of mysterious substance was around 50 gold pounds, and he spent 60 per unit.

Fortunately, after transcribing them into supernatural knowledge and reselling them to players, the profits increased tenfold, if not more—definitely a lucrative business.

Chen Lun never tired of it.

‘Later I’ll find a way to get some of the Destiny Faction’s mysterious substance. With Polaris helping me to create a buzz, there will surely be more and more players wanting to take this path… But they don’t know that the reason Polaris is so strong is because he has my exclusive skill, “Animal Mimicry”!’

Once they fall into this trap and realize they can only use “Beast Speech” to command animals, they will definitely feel very disappointed by the comparison… Hmm, perfect.’

He thought to himself.

Dongyang and the others had clearly made thorough preparations before coming this time, bringing enough money.

They purchased almost all of the supernatural knowledge Chen Lun had, contributing over fifty thousand gold pounds to Chen Lun’s wallet in total.

‘That’s another huge sum… But the supernatural knowledge of Sequence Nine can only sell for such a high price during this time. I’ve seized this wave of dividends as well.

As time goes on and the number of Transcendent players increases, the prices will have to gradually decrease… But by then, I’ll be able to release the supernatural knowledge of Sequence Eight.’

Chen Lun thought to himself.

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Time quickly advanced to three days later.

The train stopped at the platform of Yellow Iron City, and the three branches of the Red Apple Church were in the small towns nearby.

Chen Lun stepped out of the carriage, the attendants respectfully saluted him and bade him farewell with a smile.

This was the power of money.

He didn’t pay too much attention, adjusting his black hat and leaning on his silver staff as he approached a group of players.

“Let’s go.”

“Yes!”

Dongyang and the others responded, then led their own people, following closely behind Chen Lun.

There were quite a few other players at the train station. Seeing this spectacle, they were surprised, not knowing what these people were up to.

Another half-day passed.

Finally, they reached their first destination, Ice Glutinous Town.

Their first impression upon entering this town was that it was filthy and disorderly!

The plague had ravaged this place severely; the town had fallen into disrepair, with most shops closed and some even broken into and looted.

The streets hadn’t been cleaned for a long time, black stains like dried blood clung stubbornly to the ground. Trash was everywhere, and fragments of old newspapers drifted in the wind.

Dongyang and the others had contacted their guilds from the train and obtained maps of the three towns in advance. Members from other regions had sent the maps via mail, so they were clear on the location of the Red Apple Church here.

The group looked around the desolate town, shaking their heads inwardly.

The setting was so realistic that for a moment, they could hardly distinguish between reality and the game.

Soon, they reached the block closest to the church, a pungent smell of blood assailing their nostrils. What met their eyes were streets full of corpses and players who were hunting plague victims.

“Mr. Jack? Should we go directly to the church, or…?”

Dongyang and the others stopped and turned to inquire of Chen Lun.

“Make your own decision,”

Chen Lun said indifferently, his voice soft as he leaned on his silver staff.

Just then, the players who had been fighting also noticed the arrival of this large group of strangers. They were initially surprised, then quickly became wary and annoyed.

A few of them exchanged glances and whispered messages to each other.

“—Where did these people come from? Are they newbies from nearby?”

“—I don’t know, but they don’t look like it… Let’s scout. They’re players from the Hall of Valor, God’s Love, and Chuxi, some of the major guilds.”

“—What should we do?”

“—What’s there to fear? This is our turf, it won’t matter who comes!”

After that, a male player dressed in leather armor, wielding a short sword, stepped forward. Facing nearly a hundred people, he wasn’t scared. Instead, he spoke arrogantly and coldly:

“This is the Lost Name Guild’s leveling grounds. Go back to wherever you came from!”

“Hmm?!”

Dongyang and the others let out a cold laugh.

Dongyang and Chenxi were high-ranking members of their guilds—one was the deputy head of the Hall of Valor, the other was the president of Chuxi. They were slightly angered by the haughty attitude of this minor figure.

However, they knew the opposing side had fewer people but was not afraid, which meant they must have something to rely on to be so confident.

“We’re not here to level up, and we won’t fight over monsters with you… We’re just passing through, so you can continue grinding yours,”

Dongyang spoke.

“Just passing through? Who would believe that!”

The player from the Lost Name Guild scoffed.

“With so many of you loitering around, did you come here for a walk after filling your bellies?”

Another person by his side took over the conversation, speaking coldly:

“There’s no way through here! I’ll warn you one more time, leave immediately, or don’t blame us for being rude! We’re all from the Three Major Guilds, who’s afraid of whom?”

The faces of Dongyang and the others darkened.

Knowing from the map that there were alternate routes to the church, they now understood that regardless of the detour, given the situation, the entire town seemed to be occupied by the Lost Name Guild.@@novelbin@@

The players of the Lost Name Guild stopped fighting and gathered around, looking unfriendly toward Dongyang and his group, both sides on the verge of confrontation.

The first person who had spoken opened their mouth, intending to speak further, but in the next second—

Thump!

A burst of dense blood blossomed from his chest, and with his eyes wide, he fell to the ground, seriously injured.

Boom!

Another basketball-sized flame landed on him, the sizzling sound of roasting meat accompanying screams as the person turned into white light and disappeared.

Everyone present was shocked. They turned to look and saw Polaris, wearing a mechanical glove and holding a firearm, with an expression of detachment.

“Why waste words? Just start the fight!”