Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 2340: Taking all wealth is a form of control

The Assault Camp members walked in from the back one by one, each carrying wooden crates of various sizes.

These crates were ordinary and common—the lowest grade of handicraft—but no one doubted the contents would be equally low-grade.

Besides the Assault Camp, Red Female Guard members and Changxu Water Race members also emerged, some carrying crates, others boxes.

Though they had rough guesses, everyone still watched intently, eager to see what was inside.

Ye Zhongming didn't waste words—he had the front row open their crates.

The front row consisted of about a hundred Assault Camp warriors. They immediately opened their crates, revealing the contents.

Weapons—all of them, uniformly Red Condensation-grade.

"These are weapons I designed specifically based on the characteristics of each race in Dark Strip City. Each one has the race's name marked underneath. If you're interested, take a look. For more details, tell our people, and we'll play a holographic presentation of my design philosophy for that weapon, its capabilities, and how it works with your race's skills."

Seeing many races rise, Ye Zhongming quickly smiled. "How about this—let's go one by one, starting from the back."

He pointed to a race representative to come up first.

This representative was the clan leader's own brother—the second-in-command. Their race was weak and wary of both the Star-Eye Clan and Ye Zhongming, not wanting to offend either, so they had sent the second-in-command.

Ye Zhongming showed no displeasure—anyone who came today was a friend.

The representative walked up and found the battle saber designed specifically for their race. At first, his brow furrowed—outwardly, aside from its grade, the weapon showed no sign of custom design. He picked it up and examined it closely, finding nothing, so he had them play the detailed presentation.

On the large holographic screen at the side of the hall, Ye Zhongming appeared seated behind a workbench.

"The Xingzhichi race has a 7.5-degree upward angle at the wrist, which causes them to hold weapons slightly higher than normal. If the weapon's outward curve is increased..."

Ye Zhongming's voice came softly through the screen, clearly presenting a master equipment maker's philosophy and crafting process to everyone.

Everyone was stunned—including the Red Female Guard, Assault Camp, and Changxu Water Race members.

They had never imagined that crafting a weapon could involve such intricacies. Those phrases—"because... therefore... this way..."—made them feel like idiots.

What kind of person could consider so many aspects when making a weapon, solve and integrate them all, and produce a perfect piece?

After watching Ye Zhongming's presentation, the Xingzhichi representative looked at the saber completely differently.

If everything in the video was accurate, then this saber, while performing at normal Red Condensation-grade strength, could boost the Xingzhichi race's combat power by over twenty percent!

That was a terrifying improvement—and the saber only required Furelai over ten thousand to fully utilize, a very low threshold.

"This, this..." The second-in-command was so excited he stammered. Then he remembered something and turned toward Ye Zhongming. "The price..."

The item was excellent, but they might not be able to afford it.

Red Condensation-grade equipment was already expensive, with high starting prices, and premium pieces even more so. Custom-made Red Condensation-grade... frankly, not even the Eight Heads of old Dark Strip City had enjoyed such treatment.

At the same time, everyone realized something: Ye Zhongming could craft Red Condensation-grade equipment—meaning he had broken the Taros Red Dwarves' monopoly in this area!

That was even more shocking than custom-making equipment for them.

Many immediately understood why Ye Zhongming would reveal such a capability—one that would cause a stir among the myriad races if exposed. First, to show sincerity, letting everyone know he trusted them and could provide services others couldn't. Second, to demonstrate his strength, proving his earlier words weren't empty boasts.

Another shared secret brought everyone closer to Ye Zhongming.

"Ten thousand... Moonspan Gold." Ye Zhongming held up one finger.

Hearing this, the Xingzhichi second-in-command nearly dropped the saber.

Not too expensive—too cheap!

What was the market price for any Red Condensation-grade item? The lowest grade cost ten to twenty thousand Moonspan Gold; premium pieces forty to fifty thousand or more; custom-made could exceed a hundred thousand.

This saber—after learning its capabilities—could sell for thirty thousand even if used by non-Xingzhichi.

They had seen the materials used—worth at least four thousand Moonspan Gold—and the success rate for crafting Red Condensation-grade was at best thirty percent!

This was cost price—no, a loss!

And that was just materials—what about the labor? Not even counted.

It felt like a giveaway.

"We'll take it! As many as you have!" The Xingzhichi second-in-command said, red-faced.

At this quality and price, they wanted as many as possible.

They didn't know that Ye Zhongming's success rate for Red Condensation-grade was now eighty percent. This type of cosmic-race-tech equipment required more manual control and precision—exactly Ye Zhongming's strength. His powerful constitution, rich experience, and vast mental energy gave him microscopic insight and control, raising his success rate with practice.

Combined with his speed, the cost of making such a custom Red Condensation-grade item was under five thousand—so even at a rock-bottom price, the profit was high.

"Short-term supply may be limited, since everyone gets a share. But within thirty cosmic days, I can deliver ten custom Red Condensation-grade pieces, including weapons, armor, and accessories—all at ten thousand Moonspan Gold each. You decide how to allocate among categories and report the data to my people."

Ye Zhongming then showed him a piece of armor designed for their race, exciting him further. Before leaving the stage, he paid twenty thousand on the spot.

The other races couldn't wait. Seeing him step down, they surged forward. Ye Zhongming stopped them and offered another concession.

"If you don't have enough Moonspan Gold, you can pay with materials. We have a price list—just compare."