H District, Adventurers' camp.
At this time, more and more people gathered in the camp, mostly Adventurers returning one after another from outside.
They asked each other and realized that they had all been persuaded to return by the Base Army.
“Have you heard? Something big happened in L Town Disaster Area!”
“What big deal? What big deal could an F-grade novice leveling zone have?”
“I don’t know, I just know that the Base Army has now surrounded L Town, and it is said that someone saw a C-grade Disaster Beast.”
...
Everyone was very curious about the Adventurers' Guild’s sudden prohibition of leaving H District through its gate, and people kept speculating.
As a direct participant in this incident, Cheng Xing walked unhurriedly towards the counter.
“Hello, the H District gate is currently under travel restrictions. Adventurers below C-grade are temporarily not allowed to leave the city… Hmm? Is that you?”
The counter lady felt someone approach and subconsciously spoke, thinking someone wanted to leave the city. However, when she saw the person’s face, she recognized Cheng Xing.
Isn’t this the F-grade newcomer who registered today? He even entered the Disaster Area alone. Did he sneak back?
“Hello, I want to sell Disaster Beasts materials.”
Cheng Xing didn’t waste words and directly stated his purpose.
However, his appearance attracted the attention of many people, including Adventurers who had just returned and noticed him earlier, and Adventurers who knew Cheng Xing when he first registered.
When the latter heard what he said, they looked at the large and small bags at his feet and, recalling that he was only an F-grade newcomer who registered today, couldn't help but mock him.
“Isn’t this the newcomer who went out alone this morning? When did he sneak back?”
“With all these bags, you didn’t go out to pick up junk, did you?!”
“Hahaha, possibly! He was probably scared stiff the first time he entered a Disaster Area.”
...
The small incident earlier had made many people notice Cheng Xing, as his appearance itself was enough to leave a deep impression.
Adventurers lounging idly in the camp seemed to smell excitement and focused their gaze on Cheng Xing.
But there were also Adventurers who didn't know him, looking at Cheng Xing's large and small bags of spoils with surprise, saying:
“So many backpacks, how many Disaster Beasts did this person kill?”
“It should be a team’s spoils, handed over to him for processing, right? But to have so much, that team must be quite fierce.”
“What team? You don’t know, he’s an F-grade talent newcomer who just registered today. He entered the Disaster Area alone this morning, so how could it be Disaster Beasts materials?”
...
The surrounding doubts made the counter lady confused. In fact, she also didn't quite believe that Cheng Xing would have so many gains.
Facing the doubts, Cheng Xing shook his head, wasted no words, and directly took out backpack after backpack, pouring their contents onto the counter.
A moment ago, everyone’s faces were still expressions of skepticism or mockery. The next moment, their expressions froze without exception, followed by wide-eyed astonishment, their eyes full of envy.
The contents of several backpacks piled up into a small mountain on the counter, among which there were even many pieces of equipment.
This scene startled the counter lady. She had never seen such a sight before.
Even those experienced Adventurer teams, who had accumulated materials for a month or even half a year, didn't have as much as this newcomer brought out at once.
“Please hurry, I’m in a rush.”
Cheng Xing saw the counter lady staring blankly and reminded her.
Prompted by Cheng Xing, the counter lady finally reacted and quickly began to tally his items.
The more she tallied, the more startled she became, because she could tell that most of these materials were from F-grade Mad Rabbits, which meant it was highly probable that this person genuinely killed them himself.
After all, there had been cases of wealthy young masters privately purchasing large quantities of materials and passing them off as their own gains, but their materials were often inconsistent, mixed with materials from Disaster Areas all over the world.
However, when she saw the E-grade Blood Mantis materials, she was even more shocked.
But her excellent professional ethics did not allow her to panic too much. Instead, she quickly finished tallying all the materials and equipment and gave him a quote.
“Hello, there are a total of 574 F-grade materials, 6 E-grade materials, 11 F-grade equipment, and 1 E-grade weapon here, with a total value of 3.87 million. This is our detailed quote, you can verify it.”
The counter lady’s attitude had clearly become much more respectful. After the apocalypse invasion, people’s views were gradually shifting towards respecting the strong.
Cheng Xing quickly scanned the quote. He had no objection to the price. The Adventurers' Guild’s prices were relatively reasonable; although lower than the black market, they were clean.
“3.87 million has been transferred to your Adventurer account. All banks in the base can withdraw cash.”
After the counter lady stored the materials, she showed a screen to Cheng Xing.
Every Awakener, upon registering as an Adventurer, also registers an account in the Adventurers' Guild’s system. When they sell materials to the Adventurers' Guild, the payment is directly transferred to their account.
They can also use this account to directly purchase equipment and materials from the Adventurers' Guild.
At the same time, his newly bound phone also received a text message about the deposit.
After dealing with the materials, Cheng Xing did not linger and left the camp directly.
Watching Cheng Xing leave, the surrounding Adventurers who were spectating finally reacted.
“What did I just see?!”
“Good heavens, hundreds of materials, and E-grade ones too! This value is enough to buy my life. Where did this heaven-defying newcomer come from?”
“I don’t think he was leveling up; he looked like he was going to stock up.”
Most people were sighing, while only a small number of those who had initially mocked him looked embarrassed and left in a hurry.
As for the money in Cheng Xing’s hands, they were only envious and jealous; there was not a single person who actually had any ideas.
Just kidding, they were just bored and wanted some gossip, they weren't stupid. If they really followed him to rob him, then the South China Base has a complete set of laws.
Moreover, this newcomer clearly wasn't an ordinary person. There have been people who falsely reported their talent levels before, and strength is king...
Meanwhile, South China Base, A District.
In the basement of a luxurious villa, a figure knelt half-bowed.
“Master, your disciple messed up.”
If Cheng Xing were here, he would surely recognize that this person was none other than the escaped Ling Zhong.
“It’s fine. It’s your subordinates who are too useless. If you had a capable assistant, you wouldn’t be like this.”
At this moment, a gentle voice echoed in the basement, and another figure slowly emerged from the shadows of the basement. The crimson six-bar mask on his face appeared incredibly dazzling in the dim light.
Six-bar gently helped Ling Zhong up and handed him a document.
“This is a junior disciple I’ve found for you, Master. Go and get to know him well, and try to win him over to join the Holy Church. If you succeed, he will be a great help to you in the future.”
“Yes, disciple will not fail again this time.”
Ling Zhong took the document and looked at it, muttering to himself.
“A-grade talent Sword Saint?”
...