Player, Behave Yourself—This World Might Actually Collapse – Chapter 177

Exclusive Weapon

Chapter 177: Exclusive Weapon

Inside the hall master’s lounge.

As Lin Qi spoke and asked, Meng Wei seemed like he wanted to say something but hesitated.

“Is there a problem?” Lin Qi looked at the suddenly speechless Meng Wei, doubt on his face.

“That’s not it.” Meng Wei shook his head, a bit awkward. “To participate in this power ranking of the Red Moon Merchant Guild, you only need a Red Moon Token to prove you are a faction. The Iron Heart Gang originally had one, kept by the gang leader Fu Yihai, but when the martial arts hall disciples killed Fu Yihai before, they destroyed that Red Moon Token along with him.”

“Is there any way to obtain that Red Moon Token?” After hearing this, Lin Qi could not help but frown.

A technique like the hand-crafted Super Electromagnetic Cannon can indeed give players extraordinary destructive power, but the side effects are also significant. Almost all the loot purchased from players needs major repairs, and too few items can be used directly.

Right now, whether it is the warehouse at Crimson Moon Mountain or the hall’s warehouse, both are piled high with A6-grade weapons, armor, and battle armor.

A6-grade battle armor is still acceptable; it has great use on its own, and it is fine to repair it. But A6-grade weapons and armor, even if repaired, hardly any player in the entire martial arts hall would redeem them. They have become pure scrap, not even worth repairing.

Even now, he was still troubled about how to deal with this pile of junk that filled the warehouses.

“To get a Red Moon Token, you need to purchase it from the Red Moon Merchant Guild.” Meng Wei did not hide anything and only gave a small bitter smile. “But the Red Moon Tokens sold by the Red Moon Merchant Guild cost one hundred thousand tons of energy ore.”

“One hundred thousand tons of energy ore? Are you sure they are not just robbing people? Or are those factions all idiots?” Lin Qi looked at Meng Wei, feeling that these people from the Red Moon Merchant Guild were wasting their talent by not being bandits.

Normally, the reserves of a miniature energy vein are only twenty to thirty thousand tons, and those large wilderness gangs may not even control a single one.

The Red Moon Merchant Guild opened their mouth and asked for one hundred thousand tons, equivalent to four miniature energy veins. Even if you sold off the number one gang in the wilderness outside the City of Light Chasing, they still might not be able to gather so much energy ore.

And this Red Moon Token sold by the Red Moon Merchant Guild is clearly just an entry fee. An entry fee of one hundred thousand tons of energy ore is a harvesting blade on the factions in the city, swinging even faster than those city senior officials.

“It is indeed very expensive. According to the Red Moon Merchant Guild, if a faction cannot even produce one hundred thousand tons of energy ore, then they are not qualified to do business with the Red Moon Merchant Guild. Our Iron Heart Gang also spent many years back then to finally buy one piece.” Meng Wei nodded and explained. “And all the major powers in the city have no choice but to buy, because only the Red Moon Merchant Guild in the entire city sells those B-grade battle armors that are otherwise never sold to outsiders.”

“The martial artists of the major powers may be cut off for a generation, but those B-grade battle armors can always be kept. Not to mention, the Red Moon Merchant Guild sells many good things, not just B-grade battle armor.”

“For example, the Type II Potions that are impossible to buy on the market. The Red Moon Merchant Guild sells those too, and sells them in the same way as B-grade battle armor: limited sales based on ranking. All our Iron Heart Gang’s Type II Potions were bought from the Red Moon Merchant Guild.”

“They even sell Type II Potions?” Lin Qi could not help but somewhat understand why the major powers in the city would buy such expensive Red Moon Tokens.

The Martial Artist Association also sells Type II Potions, but the monthly quota is extremely small. A martial artist is only allowed to purchase five bottles of Type II Healing Potion and ten bottles of Type 2 Energy Potion per month, which is simply not enough for a single martial artist.

For those who control a faction, if there is anywhere else selling such items, they will definitely find a way to obtain them. One extra bottle is one more bottle, since it affects their path as martial artists.

“No wonder Estina was so confident back then. Resources for martial artists are really not something an ordinary martial artist can casually earn.” Lin Qi could not help but recall Estina, who had tried to recruit him at the time. She had no dissatisfaction at all with his refusal, left directly, and even gave him a sense of watching a joke.

Now, after hearing Meng Wei’s explanation, he understood everything.

Previously, he had not started martial artist cultivation and felt that having energy ore was enough. But after cultivating the Startling Spirit Breathing Technique to the second level, he already understood that having only energy ore was far from sufficient.

Even though he had already learned the second level of the cultivation method and even reached a proficient level, using energy ore with somewhat violent energy and many impurities would likely still injure him.

But if he used Type 2 Energy Potions with pure and gentle energy, his cultivation would be much safer and also more efficient, only slightly inferior to energy crystals.

This is also why the major powers in the suburbs can easily cultivate quasi-martial artists, and why the difficulty of cultivating martial artists is much lower than for wilderness factions.

“Hall master, I am afraid we cannot take the Red Moon Merchant Guild route for now,” Meng Wei said. “I suggest we first improve the recruitment treatment to attract some experts to join, then privately inform them that they can cultivate martial artist-level cultivation methods. This can greatly avoid being targeted by the Four Major Powers.”

If they openly announced that the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall would directly teach cultivation methods to become martial artists, it would definitely cause a huge sensation. Crowds would rush to sign up, and their growth would only be a matter of time.

If the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall had not previously provoked the Four Major Powers, at most it would be secretly targeted by various powers. After all, no faction in the city would watch others grow stronger. If more martial artists emerged, the resources from the Red Moon Merchant Guild would be relatively reduced, and they would never ignore that.

But if the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall expanded openly, not only would the Four Major Powers openly move against it, other factions would also try to help the Four Major Powers. That would be very unfavorable for the Obsidian Martial Arts Hall.

“Do not change the plan.” Lin Qi slightly shook his head and said with firm certainty, “Tomorrow you will still announce this matter.”

“Hall master, what if the Four Major Powers attack? If they cause trouble on our territory, we will not be able to handle it.” Meng Wei asked worriedly. “And if we do this, other factions will secretly help the Four Major Powers play dirty.”

Completely unconcerned, Lin Qi said calmly, “Do not worry about that. Tomorrow you will recruit some long-term patrol teams inside the martial arts hall. I will give you permissions: each person will receive three thousand points and five hundred contribution per day. Recruit as many as you think is appropriate. I will also equip these patrol teams with some special weapons. You must manage these weapons well, and when they get off duty, you must personally take them back.”

“Will that really be okay? Those will be limit quasi-martial artists wearing B2-grade or higher battle armor.” Looking at the confident Lin Qi, Meng Wei was still somewhat worried.

As a limit beginner martial artist wearing B1-grade battle armor himself, if he faced limit quasi-martial artists wearing B3-grade battle armor, he would probably suffer a major loss. If two or three attacked him together, his life might be forfeit.

Relying only on recruiting some Obsidian Martial Arts Hall disciples to guard the territory did not seem reliable no matter how he looked at it.

“Relax, they will protect your safety.” Seeing Meng Wei’s worry, Lin Qi patted him on the shoulder and then sent him off.

After Meng Wei left, Lin Qi also walked out of the lounge and went directly to Yi Ye Fu Yun’s lounge.

“Hall master, what brings you here?”

Inside the lounge, Yi Ye Fu Yun, who had been tinkering with the medium machine tool, looked at Lin Qi entering and felt quite surprised.

“I am here to assign you a task.” Lin Qi went straight to the point and took out three large golden treasure chests. “I want to use these golden treasure chests to forge a batch of exclusive coilguns for the patrol teams.”

All three gold-grade treasure chests were made entirely of B6-grade top-tier ore, Rem Titanium Gold. If they could be made into superconducting electromagnetic guns, the effect would be beyond question.

Originally, he had wanted to create his own B6-grade weapon, but for now he could only prioritize securing the Iron Heart Gang’s territory. Moreover, the three treasure chests were not large. If they were used to make weapons, they would not yield many pieces, but for coilguns, they could produce quite a few.

“A professional task?” Yi Ye Fu Yun’s eyebrows lifted with delight as he looked at the three gold-grade treasure chests. “Are you going to teach me how to forge gold-grade weapons?”

Player, Behave Yourself—This World Might Actually Collapse

Player, Behave Yourself—This World Might Actually Collapse

玩家请自重,这个位面真的会破碎
Score 6.8
Status: Ongoing Type: Author: Released: 2025 Native Language: Chinese
Lin Qi was just an ordinary young entrepreneur when he suddenly found himself in a high-martial world—one where countless races coexisted, monsters rampaged, and alien tribes flourished. Beneath the surface of these flourishing, magnificent cities lay endless piles of bones. The gods stood far above, treating the lands they ruled as their personal playgrounds. All living beings were merely their toys—created with a word, destroyed with a thought. Lin Qi discovered he had nothing but a long-abandoned martial arts school, which had been in ruins for who knows how many years, and a legacy martial system that could summon players from another world. What the players created and learned, he learned. He used the players as chess pieces and the myriad races as the board. Thus began Lin Qi’s survivalist lifestyle. “100% real virtual game—are you in or not?” “Race wars of the ages, experience the most epic battlefield ever—are you in or not?” “Get stronger in the game, get stronger in real life. So, are you in or not?” Countless years later, during one of Lin Qi’s speeches, he said: “They call me a devil from the abyss, a destroyer of civilizations, a subverter of all races, a slayer of gods—but that’s all slander.” “I’m just a guy who runs a martial arts school. I only had one dream—to open branches of my school all over the world, to improve people’s physical health and quality of life. As for their accusations? It’s only because I learned from them—used the flame of civilization and the name of justice to inspire them, to make them open their gates willingly, and to promote the exchange of population and economy between cities and cultures.”

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