Monsters Are Coming

Chapter 1360 - 354: Stop, Fiend! Mindset Shattered (Part 2)

In the early stages, when the speed of spiritual power recovery is limited, the importance of vehicles cannot be replaced by abilities.Before long, he arrived at the vehicle manufacturing plant.

Entering the space, he selected the popular "Floating Skateboard" vehicle template from the forum and generated it directly by consuming sacrificial power.

After completing the vehicle’s creation, Minghou went to the Cultivation Tower and consumed sacrificial power again to embed a spiritual-grade Cultivation Battle Skill.

With the added support of the battle skill, the Body Refining Level can increase continuously 24 hours a day just by consuming sacrificial power, saving on the sacrificial power spent on improving Body Refining Level.

With all this done, Minghou’s next target was the Pet Store.

Before entering the game, he had thoroughly reviewed the data on various growth pets and the analysis posts from Strategy Guide Players on the forum.

Having once been an equivalent travelling merchant, he roamed the world.

After seeing the introductory information on the Treasure Hunting Mouse, he had already decided it would be the pet he would cultivate in the future.

The Treasure Hunting Mouse’s "spiritual Perception" talent was practically tailor-made for him.

In future travels, whether venturing into dangerous areas or exploring the long-forgotten ancient clan sites, having the Treasure Hunting Mouse by his side would bring unexpected surprises.

The adoption success prompt sounded in his mind, and Minghou turned around and left the Pet Store space.

The next stop was the creation of the Rune Resonance Weapon.

He planned to craft a weapon similar to the Destiny Scepter for himself, so that his abilities, amplified by the Rune Resonance Weapon, would have multiplied power.

During this time, the success prompts of sales at the Trading House constantly echoed in his mind.

The resources "bestowed" by the Life Book were continuously being purchased by other players.

After strolling through various functional buildings in Imperial Tomb Village, the sacrificial power in his Space Bag not only did not decrease but even exceeded a million sacrificial power.

It continued to grow as goods kept being sold.

As for what price to sell the resources at, he had already understood this aspect in detail before entering the game.

He memorized all the product information organized by the Gold Coin Chamber of Commerce, as well as the "valuation formulas" for different types of goods.

Though he already had some understanding of the value of different types of resources,

before landing on Earth, he was completely ignorant of the resource values in the Player Faction.

It can be said that the valuation system within the Player Faction is fundamentally different from that of the outside world.

For example, combat resources of the weapon type,

aside from those produced in-house like Rune Resonance Weapons, other types of weapons, even those left by a "Great Emperor" at the Demigod Realm, are seen by players as transitional weapons.

They cannot be measured by the resource values of the outside world.

If you sacrifice Emperor Zhao, the value of goods would be halved again by cutting twice.

Having once been a merchant in equivalent bargaining, he understood that trading is an important resource income channel, so he would make no mistakes in trading.

Resources can be sold slowly, but never cheaply.

Monster World was originally not a game in his eyes, and for the rest of his life, he would continue to explore as a player.

If he’s completely ignorant of the product prices, he’d have to pay a higher price to purchase goods or sell precious resources at a low price.

This unnecessary waste, accumulating over time, would cause serious sacrificial power losses.

As a player’s core trading channel, the product information in the Trading House was more important in his eyes than most of the strategies on the forum.

After equipping himself from head to toe, Minghou once again arrived at the transmission point of Imperial Tomb Village.

Upon entering the transmission area, a dynamic map of all space nodes emerged in his mind, which could be navigated with his consciousness.

This time he chose the map "Earthquake Coast," which was also opened in this round of recruitment, as the area for the next exploration and hunting.

After waiting for a few seconds, he appeared at the Earthquake Coast space node.

The situation here was no different from the Sand-breaking Spear space node.

Everywhere were the figures of players revived, and the Transmission Square was still flashing with white light, obviously players whose resurrection cooldown had ended were returning anew.

Just as Minghou was about to summon the Flying Skateboard, ready to fly over the heads of the novice players.

He suddenly realized he was too engrossed and hadn’t arranged reception matters.

He decisively chose to log out at this time.

As the countdown ended, Minghou’s consciousness returned to his body.

As soon as he got up, Earth’s harsh air environment made him frown involuntarily.

But he immediately realized something was amiss.

He’d already built an energy barrier enveloping the entire city in Destiny City, and the heavily polluted air from outside shouldn’t have entered the city.

With doubt, he spread his perception over Destiny City.

He found that apart from the 32 clansmen eligible, still lying in the Game Pod, the other clans people were missing.

Even stranger, many buildings in the city had been destroyed by external forces.

Even the energy barrier enveloping the city had been shattered by external forces.

"Not good!"

Minghou suddenly realized a possibility.

...

Half an hour ago.

Earth, 1 AM.

Under the night, Trading City looked like a hibernating giant beast, with millions of lights being the scales glistening on its back.

The neon was like blood, winding through the high buildings, bathing the entire city in colorful light mist.

Floating vehicles kept streaming along the streets, and virtual characters in the holographic billboards were throwing electronic streamers into the night sky.

At this moment, on the observation platform atop a building in Trading City, a figure was overlooking the city’s nightscape.

The hem of the silver robe flapped in the high-altitude night wind, rustling like the wings of an eagle unfurling.

The magic wand in hand was pressed against the marble floor, with the crystal in it reflecting the city’s outline.

A silver mask was worn on its face, reflecting the changing neon in the city.