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249: The cost is outrageous, Xiao Fan is even more exaggerated

"Why is it so expensive?" Xiao Fan frowned tightly and said, "I saw a Myth-Grade one in the Super God Class Points Mall, and it was only ten million!"

Bai Duojin said indifferently, "Firstly, super god points are a welfare in themselves. Secondly, and most importantly, that weapon isn't suitable for you."

"The concept of Myth-Grade weapons has also changed since General Ke emerged."

"It's not just about power intensity; it also needs to be compatible with the user's abilities and possess the characteristic of infinite development."

"The one in the Super God Class Mall now is a weapon from two hundred years ago. Its potential has already been exhausted by its previous user, and it doesn't have the characteristic of infinite development."

"The attributes of that weapon are also completely incompatible with anyone in your class. A Myth-Grade weapon that isn't handy is not as useful as a handy Divine-Grade one."

"To put it bluntly, second-hand goods aren't worth much, while custom-made first-hand goods are very valuable."

"And the cost is nothing more than manpower and Materials."

"To forge a Myth-Grade weapon, one needs to fail many times and adjust many parameters."

"From ancient times until now, none have been successfully forged within ten attempts."

"For example, Ying Zheng's Emperors Sword. Each time he consumed Materials, it was worth about 5 million merit points. He succeeded on the twelfth attempt, meaning he spent resources worth 60 million. This is still considered impressive for your father-in-law. Otherwise, under normal circumstances, there are cases where people fail fifteen times, or even exhaust all precious resources without succeeding!"

"Then there's your father-in-law's manpower. For one Myth-Grade, he charged 30 million merit points. This means Ying Zheng's sword cost a total of 90 million merit points."

"But yours is different. First, the price of a Black Hole crystal is 5 million merit points per piece. In fact, it's also overpriced, as so many people died back then, and there are still many family consolation payments that haven't been disbursed yet, all of which must be deducted from here."

"Adding other Materials, it totals 8 million."

"It's not over yet, because yours is a Rune, so there must also be Formation Materials, which are all top-grade but slightly cheaper. Still, one attempt costs 2 million, so the total cost for one failure is about 10 million merit points!"

"As for how many attempts it will take to succeed, no one knows for sure. Anyway, the Materials currently available in the entire Human Race are only enough for eleven attempts, meaning ten failures."

"Therefore, to ensure success, your father-in-law also invited another Martial Emperor-level Artifact Refiner. Because the Black Hole's mass is too large, your father-in-law's Realm is not high enough, so a Martial Emperor is more reliable."

"That person is the strongest Artifact Refiner in the Federation. If it weren't for the Black Hole Rune potentially becoming an epoch-making weapon, which is very appealing to him, he wouldn't even come, because we don't have that much money to give him."

"And there's also a top-tier Formations Master, who also needs money."

"That's why I said, at least 200 million."

"Customizing a Myth-Grade weapon is the most expensive transaction on this planet, bar none."

"The head of the weakest Imperial Rank alien race is only worth 150 million."

"Your Black Hole Rune is more expensive than the life of an Imperial Rank alien race."

"However, if it can be created, it will definitely be an epoch-making weapon, transforming the power of the Black Hole into a Rune and integrating it into a person's body."

"Only someone as imaginative as Shao Tianhua could come up with something like this."

"So, going back to the point, do you still want to pay?"

On the other end of the phone.

Xiao Fan's expression was complex. He truly hadn't expected that his father-in-law, whom he had never met, was forging such a terrifying weapon for him.

People once said that Black Holes were unapproachable, untouchable, and places of death.

But now, my father-inlaw wants to turn a Black Hole into a weapon, to become the power in my hands.

He wanted to ask why, but he didn't. It was nothing more than that reason: Father-in-law Shao wants me to win the Dignity Battle!

At this moment, Bai Duojin said again, "Alright, you don't need to think so much. We will take care of the money."

"If you can really get that immaculate spiritual crystal, that would be a great help to us."

"Actually, I should be thanking you on behalf of Old Shao."

"It's been over ten years."

"I've almost forgotten how sunny he used to be."

"But because of your appearance... let's not talk about these things. Remember."

"You are his only hope!"

"The Dignity Battle, you must win!"

"Bring Shao Yan back!"

Xiao Fan said in a deep voice, "Of course."

"However, leave the money matters to me."

"Just today, my Martial Arts became built-in Martial Arts in the Eight War Zones."

"Ten Saint-Grade!"

In an instant, heaven and earth fell silent.

Xiao Fan vaguely heard the sound of a large butt breaking a chair, with a loud bang.

Then there was a series of "beep beep beep" electronic device sounds. If he wasn't mistaken, Boss Bai must have rushed to his computer to check on the built-in Martial Arts matter.

After about three minutes.

A trembling voice came from beside his ear.

"W-what the f*ck!!!"

"Ten... ten Saint-Grade? Built-in... all ten built-in?"

"Grandma's bear... you little brat... you're richer than me!?"

Bai Duojin felt his pride crushed to pieces, and he was so uncomfortable he felt like crying.

No matter how much money he had, most of it was federal currency, natural resources and social resources.

He didn't have much merit points in reality!

That's why he lost his composure so much.

What is the concept of built-in? As far as he knew, a built-in Saint-Grade Martial Arts could bring in about one million merit points per quarter, but he knew very well that rich people pretended to be poor, so the real number was probably 1.5 million merit points!

Moreover, this income was very stable and could last for decades without any problem!

Because built-in Martial Arts had to be pre-ordered and reserved if you wanted to buy them, they were in short supply.

After all, there were only so many Martial Arts charging masters, and if you bought too many, they couldn't charge them all.

What was the concept of ten built-in?

Bai Duojin immediately began brainstorming, doing calculations in his mind.

Although there were ten, it was impossible to reach ten times 1.5 million. Sales would definitely be limited by the number of charging masters, but even so, it would be at least 10 million per quarter!

That means over 3 million merit points a month?

What the f*ck!?

Bai Duojin looked bewildered, feeling as if he had aged considerably in an instant.

These kids, why don't they consider the self-esteem of us old folks when they talk?

My old Bai's commercial Empire, built through years of hard work, is not as good as Xiao Fan's ten Martial Arts?

But in the end, he could only sigh.

There was nothing he could do; the world of Martial Dao was just like that.

Ultimately, things that could improve hard power were more valuable, and the Federation would never allow capital to enter this market, because capital would definitely affect the interests of frontline soldiers, leading to the shaking of the entire nation's Foundation.

Indeed, the waves behind push the waves ahead, and the waves ahead die on the beach.

You just can't argue with it...

So!

"Good!"

"Since you're so rich, we won't be polite. Transfer 8 million every quarter. Damn it, Old Shao and I even went to borrow tens of millions."

"You brat, you're really promising!"

Xiao Fan chuckled. He always felt that this compliment didn't sound very much like praise, but rather full of jealousy!

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