256: Arming civilization with the power of one person

Idiots.

Two absolute idiots.

Old Shi now looked at these two Visitors from the Abyss Domain as if they were fools sticking their necks under a guillotine of their own accord.

Paying upfront?

Claiming to have some family background?

He was now incredibly eager to see the expressions on these two fools' faces once they probed that ring with their Spiritual Power.

He watched Yan Xing as he carefully picked up the ring, a hint of amusement playing on his face as if he were watching a show.

Come on, let me see just how "thick" your background really is.

Yan Xing took a deep breath and slowly sent a thread of Spiritual Power into the unremarkable ring.

The next second.

He froze.

The ring was empty; there were no potions, nothing at all.

Only... densely packed, mountain-like piles of... storage rings?

What was going on?

Was the wrong item delivered?

Yan Xing's brain stalled instantly. He was about to ask if President Lin had brought the wrong thing.

But just then, the Black Shadow beside him moved faster.

The mass of pitch-Black Shadow split off an even finer probe and entered the ring as well.

Then, without any hesitation, it plunged directly into the mountain of rings, randomly selected one, and went inside.

Boom!

The unstable mass of the Black Shadow fluctuated violently, nearly dissipating on the spot!

Yan Xing was startled, and before he could ask what was wrong...

...he felt a massive, chaotic stream of information, laced with extreme terror and disbelief, flood into his mind from the Black Shadow!

He saw it too.

Through the Black Shadow's shared vision, he saw it!

That small storage ring didn't contain samples at all.

It was an endless ocean of potions!

Exactly one hundred thousand top-tier potions were packed inside, without even a single gap!

And storage rings like this... Yan Xing's Spiritual Power swept across the mountain of rings!

Ten thousand!

One hundred thousand!

One million!

Ten million!

Fifty million!

Exactly fifty million identical storage rings!

Each one contained one hundred thousand top-tier potions!

Fifty million times one hundred thousand... Yan Xing's mind went completely blank.

Five... 5.3 trillion potions... This number, like a forbidden incantation, exploded in the depths of his soul!

Old Shi watched coldly from the side. Seeing Yan Xing and the Black Shadow suddenly freeze in a daze, the curve of his lips grew wider.

Yes, yes, yes!

This is exactly the feeling!

That "seen a damn ghost" expression!

It's identical!

Old Shi was both happy and sad.

He was happy to see these two guys from the Abyss Domain scared witless by Lin Yu; it made him feel balanced.

He was sad because Lin Yu truly possessed this level of power, which meant it was even more impossible for him to escape Lin Yu's clutches.

Just as Old Shi was overwhelmed with mixed emotions...

...the frozen Yan Xing finally showed a hint of a reaction.

The energy within his body spiraled out of control due to the intense mental shock, and a terrifying pressure radiated uncontrollably!

Boom!

The glass in the entire reception room, along with the expensive decorations, was instantly crushed into powder by this force!

Wang Teng and the other two were blown away by the shockwave, slamming hard against the wall, nearly fainting on the spot.

Old Shi was also shaken, his blood and qi churning. He retreated seven or eight steps before barely managing to steady himself, his face turning the color of pig liver.

However, Yan Xing and the Black Shadow, the culprits, were completely oblivious to this.

Their entire focus was immersed in that number, which was enough to overturn their worldview.

5.3 trillion... 5.3 trillion top-tier potions... Yan Xing's thoughts had stalled; his brain refused to process this information.

This is impossible!

This is absolutely impossible!

If the top alchemy factories in the Abyss Domain ran all their production lines twenty-four hours a day, burning resources regardless of cost, what would their annual output be?

One hundred million? Two hundred million?

How long would it take them to produce 5.3 trillion?

Twenty thousand years? Thirty thousand years?

A unit of time that only existed in history books.

The Black Shadow was in even worse shape. His body, composed of pure shadow energy, was flickering violently, its edges constantly dissipating and crumbling as if he would evaporate into the air the next second.

He understood what this represented even better than Yan Xing.

Because his family controlled some of the potion production channels in the Abyss Domain.

He understood better than anyone what kind of terrifying... foundation was required to conjure such a massive amount of resources out of thin air!

This wasn't something a single powerhouse could achieve.

This wasn't even... something any known power could accomplish.

The reception room was deathly silent.

Only Old Shi's heavy breathing and the "sizzling" sound of the Black Shadow's body crumbling could be heard.

Lin Yu spoke unhurriedly.

"The current market price on Blue Star for a top-tier potion is about five hundred thousand."

Five hundred thousand... per bottle?

Yan Xing's body jolted, and his chaotic brain finally began to function again.

He struggled, number by number, to perform the soul-scorching calculation in his mind.

5.3 trillion... multiplied by... 500,000... equals... equals how much?

Lin Yu seemed to see through his predicament and kindly said it for him.

"Can't calculate it?"

"It's okay, I'll help you."

He held up two fingers, then six, then five.

"Two hundred and sixty-five."

He paused, as if giving them time to digest the number.

Then, with a near-cruel calmness, he spat out the last two words.

"Hundred quadrillion."

Two hundred and sixty-five hundred quadrillion!

Not 26.5 billion!

It's two "hundred million" units!

If written in numbers, that's 2,650,000,000,000,000,000!

Only when Lin Yu spoke this number did Old Shi's final illusions shatter.

Earlier on the bus, he had still harbored a glimpse of hope.

He thought Lin Yu was just using illusions to intimidate him—that the fifty million rings and 5.3 trillion potions were all fake!

But now, the two powerhouses from the Abyss Domain, with their reactions of near-soul-shattering shock, ruthlessly crushed his last bit of fantasy.

All of this... was real!

Old Shi's brain began to frantically perform another calculation.

What was Blue Star's total global GDP last year?

About nine hundred trillion.

2.65 quintillion... divided by nine hundred trillion... equals... 2,944!

It would take the entire Blue Star, without eating or drinking, concentrating all its output for a full 2,944 years to barely scrape together that amount of money!

And Yan Xing and the Black Shadow, after hearing the number "2.65 quintillion," actually... calmed down.

It wasn't that they had accepted reality.

Rather, after extreme terror, their souls were completely hollowed out, entering a sage-like state of emptiness.

Their thinking had jumped to another dimension.

Money?

This number no longer had anything to do with money.

It represented something else entirely.

Productivity!

A world-destroying level of productivity sufficient to arm an entire race!

According to their data, Blue Star's normal population was about twelve billion.

The population structure of the Abyss Domain was complex, but including both registered and unregistered citizens, it was estimated to be about two hundred times that of Blue Star, roughly 2.4 trillion.

Adding the two together, the total population was approximately 2.522 trillion.

This batch of goods in Lin Yu's hands, 5.3 trillion potions.

Even counting everyone from Blue Star and the Abyss Domain, it was enough to give everyone two bottles, with plenty to spare.

What did this mean?

Could Lin Yu, by himself, arm two entire civilizations?