Chapter 9: The Richer And Stronger Golden Ingot
The insectoid monster in front of them had already begun to show features of a mother insect.
Once the metamorphosis was complete and it started laying eggs, the consequences would be unimaginable.
The scarred man clearly realized this too. “Quick, quickly notify the defense team! Otherwise, it will be too late.”
In the chaotic battle, one henchman immediately broke away from the group to report it.
“Brothers, hold on a little longer. No matter what, we must stop that insect from metamorphosing!”
Although the henchmen were afraid, as those at the bottom, they knew very well what kind of disaster and panic a single mother insect would bring to the bottom residents of San Zai Gang.
The scarred man took the lead, charging straight at the mother insect’s metamorphosing body to kill it, while the other henchmen dealt with the other insectoid monster.
Blondie held the 【Ice Spray】, with ice and frost surging out, not caring at all about spiritual power consumption.
Not far away, Wu Xian naturally couldn’t just sit idly by. After all, the threat of the “mother insect” was too great.
The scroll painting unfolded, with golden-red blood light shining.
The God of Wealth rode in on the black tiger in a flashy entrance, with thick aura of wealth flowing around him, like protective divine light. After the painted spirit level advanced to two and a half stars, the God of Wealth’s aura had improved by more than just a little.
Boom!
With a point of the steel whip, lightning surged.
The “mother insect” that was entangled with the scarred man was struck by the sudden thunder, screeching as it rolled into the corner. Its cold, vicious compound eyes instantly locked onto Wu Xian and the God of Wealth behind it.
Compared to facing abyssal monsters in the abyssal realm before, the God of Wealth’s lightning magic power was clearly much “weaker” at this moment.
Wu Xian was not surprised by this.
After all, lightning magic inherently countered evil spirits, and especially the God of Wealth’s lightning magic—it was absolutely the nemesis of evil spirits.
To put it bluntly, the attack effect against insectoid monsters right now was the God of Wealth’s current true damage level.
Although the God of Wealth was already two and a half stars, its hardware foundation was still too poor.
It was just like that famous saying from the computer circle in his previous life: “Lu Bu rides a dog.” It simply couldn’t bring out the “performance” that a two-and-a-half-star God of Wealth should have.
“?!”
At the same time, the scarred man and the others all widened their eyes, looking at the familiar figure behind them with uncertain expressions, thinking Wu Xian had come to cause trouble.
“Little brother, you’re a rich young master. Why do you have to go against us trash like this?” The scarred man’s mouth twitched.
“No nonsense,” Wu Xian didn’t bother explaining. “Deal with that mother insect first.”
The scarred man was stunned for a moment, then hurriedly cooperated with Wu Xian in the fight.
Roar…
The black tiger under the God of Wealth pounced out, pinning the “mother insect” to the ground and grinding it.
The “mother insect” continuously spewed thick acidic poison from its mouth, but it was blocked by a faint treasure light on the black tiger’s body surface—it was the God of Wealth’s aura of wealth protection.
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Another bolt of thunder struck down, electrocuting the “mother insect” until its whole body was charred black. The other insectoid monster went berserk and rushed over to protect it.
But a golden light whistled in—it was an ingot… no… it should be said to be a gold ingot mountain.
Bang!
The giant gold ingot smashed down heavily, instantly turning that insectoid monster into meat paste, leaving the scarred man and the others dumbfounded and scalp-numbing.
That was a tier 2 predatory insectoid monster. Although they had worn it down for a while, it shouldn’t have been one-shot killed like that, right?
“Whew~ Is the consumption this high?”
Wu Xian secretly panted heavily. That gold ingot was also one of the God of Wealth’s attack methods, and this was his first time using it.
Although the power was tremendous, it directly consumed half of his spiritual power.
And this 【gold ingot】 could be said to be the God of Wealth’s hidden ultimate move. Its inherent power was already very strong, and besides that, the richer Wu Xian was, the greater the weight and power of the gold ingot.
Now with over a million in massive wealth in hand, let alone a tier 2 insectoid monster—even a tier 3 insectoid monster couldn’t withstand such a smash.
Looking at that “mother insect” again, it had already been bombarded by thunder until it was emaciated and weak, and in the next instant, it was torn in half by the black tiger.
The crisis was thus resolved.
But the scarred man and the others were still immersed in the shock brought by that 【gold ingot】’s earth-shattering smash.
Especially the scarred man. At this moment, he finally realized that Wu Xian had gone easy on him last time.
“Good thing we discovered it in time. Otherwise, it would have been trouble.”
Wu Xian let out a light breath of relief, casually putting away the God of Wealth, and looked at the scarred man and the others who were stunned.
“Little brother… pfft… little ancestor,” The scarred man and the others no longer dared to act arrogantly in front of Wu Xian. Even Blondie had become much more obedient. “Earlier, we failed to recognize a great figure. You’re a lord who doesn’t hold grudges against petty people. Whatever requests you have, just say them.”
“Look at your manners,” Wu Xian shook his head in exasperation. “I’m here to talk about cooperation with you.”
“Cooperation?”
The scarred man and the others looked at each other in bewilderment, completely puzzled.
Wu Xian got straight to the point. “Who do you usually sell the leftover pigments and scrap material you pick up to?”
“There are a few bosses who specialize in recycling and reusing waste. What’s up, little ancestor? You want to sell some too?”
The scarred man and the others had strange expressions. After all, in their eyes, Wu Xian was a “descended” rich second generation experiencing life. To think he’d be interested in this petty money?
“What price do they give you?” Wu Xian pressed.
“Scrap material floats between 120 to 130 per jin. For leftover pigments, it depends on the brand and origin—on average, one gram of pigment gets 20 to 50 bucks. If you’re lucky and pick up some rare stuff, the price is negotiated separately.”
“Selling by the jin? So black!”
Wu Xian had thought they would be black-hearted, but he didn’t expect them to be this black.
“It’s not bad,” the scarred man smiled. “At least it lets us make a living.”
It was a bit black, but for them at the bottom of society, it was already quite a good income.
“Here’s the deal. I can give you a higher acquisition price. From now on, sell your goods to me.”
At these words, the scarred man and the others were both shocked and suspicious.
So that’s what it was—he was here to buy goods?
Combining this with their guess that Wu Xian was a “rich second generation,” the doubts in their hearts were resolved.
Most likely, he was some factory young master who wanted to cut costs on raw materials. Others might not know the tricks involved, but they trash collectors knew all too well.
Anyone who came to them for waste recycling was up to some “falsifying” business.
“So you’re a little boss. Look at this mess,” the scarred man smiled obsequiously. “Come on, come on, leave a contact method. As long as the price is good, us brothers are naturally willing to help you out.”
Wu Xian chuckled speechlessly, exchanged contact info with the scarred man, and learned his real name, Zhao He.
As they spoke, the henchman who had gone to “report” came rushing back in a panic. Seeing Wu Xian, he was clearly startled.
Seeing Wu Xian chatting amiably with the boss, he was even more confused.
And behind that henchman was a handsome curly-haired youth—it was the defense team member Du Yifan from before.
“Where’s the mother insect metamorphosing body?” Du Yifan hurried over, then saw the two insectoid monster corpses on the ground. “Uh, already taken care of?”
“Young officer, you’ve finally arrived. If not for…” Scarred man Zhao He subconsciously wanted to claim credit for Wu Xian, but was stopped by Wu Xian’s glance, instantly understanding.
After all, they were doing illegal business, so it wasn’t convenient to expose identities.
“You guys took them down?” Du Yifan scanned the crowd, secretly surprised. “Impressive!”
Especially that insectoid monster smashed into a meat pie—it really astonished him.
“Good luck~ Good luck,” Zhao He rolled his eyes. “Look, we fought tooth and nail. Can you give us some reward or something?”
“Don’t worry~” Du Yifan laughed heartily. “I’ll report to my superiors later and give you some commendation. Lately, the dimensional rifts have been unstable, with monsters leaking out frequently.
You wander around the city areas daily. If you discover anything, notify me right away.”
“You’re too polite, young officer~” Zhao He responded fawningly. “It’s our honor to help you out.”
Wu Xian stayed silent in the crowd, secretly observing this young officer.
Young in age but with tier 4 spiritual power cultivation, and able to join the defense team—his strength and background were definitely not simple.
“By the way, how did you smash this insectoid monster like this?”
Du Yifan curiously examined the insectoid monster corpse and suddenly asked.
Everyone’s gazes unanimously turned to Wu Xian, naturally drawing Du Yifan’s attention.
“A hammer… smashed it.” Wu Xian brushed it off casually.
“Oh oh.”
Du Yifan didn’t dwell on it too much, figuring it was some powerful hammer-type weapon scroll painting.
After all, the focus now was this mother insect metamorphosing body. And he could feel that these two insectoid monsters were like the recently leaked monsters—not quite right.
“Anyway, young officer, you go ahead with your business. We’ll head out first.”
Wu Xian and the scarred man and the others didn’t linger, slipping away in a hurry.
