326: Chapter 326 Local bombs are so rude!

Having properly arranged his "death ritual," Chen You cleared his "dailies" for today once more.

Finally, he arrived at the Supreme Tower in Cangxing City.

A crooked "Supreme" neon sign hung on the door, with a rusty skull beside it.

Pushing open the heavy metal door, there was no soothing light music, only deafening heavy metal rock.

It easily brought Marilyn Manson to mind.

Chen You walked to the counter.

No one was behind the counter.

He tapped on the tin tabletop: "Is anyone here to receive guests?"

"Bang!"

A head popped up from under the counter, sporting neon green dreadlocks and chewing on some black gel-like substance, blowing a huge bubble.

The bubble burst, splattering over half her face.

She wiped her face haphazardly and took out a small mirror to check herself.

Chen You was very familiar with that face.

However, the temperament of the one before him had completely veered off course.

"What are you looking at? Never seen a beautiful mechanic?" The wasteland version of Hille tapped the counter with a wrench, making a piercing metal clanging sound.

"Need a car repair or want to buy explosives? Let's get this straight first: no credit."

Chen You stared at her for three seconds.

This wasteland-style punk girl wasn't his type.

But she was just a customer service representative; it didn't really affect him.

"I want to open a Supreme Training Room," Chen You said calmly.

Hille was stunned for a moment, then carefully sized Chen You up.

She casually tossed the heavy wrench behind her; it accurately hit the power switch on the wall, and the heavy metal music came to an abrupt halt.

She tugged at the collar of her leather jacket and tried to squeeze out what she thought was a professional smile.

"Oh, so it's a distinguished supreme member." Hille rubbed her grease-stained hands.

"Our training rooms in Cangxing City aren't like those soft greenhouses. We focus on being 'hardcore' here."

She pulled out a grease-stained brochure from somewhere and flipped it open with a rustle.

"Look at this, the 'Nuclear Fusion Sauna Room,' providing a hundred thousand points of true fire attribute damage per second."

"And this, the 'Demon God's Whisper Meditation Room,' which houses three living ancient beast cubs that provide 24-hour non-stop mental pollution."

Chen You looked at her expressionlessly.

"I just want a quiet, safe, standard Supreme Training Room."

Hille curled her lip and slammed the brochure down: "Boring. You outsiders are just so delicate."

She turned around and tapped a few times on a console full of garbled code.

"Room Heaven-1. No nuclear radiation, no evil gods, not even a cockroach."

Chen You nodded and turned to walk inside.

"Boss, you really don't need some special services?" Hille didn't give up, saying, "Looking at your state, you've only got a sliver of health left."

"Did you offend some enemies and need to hide?"

Chen You paused.

Although the caravan had arranged for mythic beasts, those were ultimately uncontrollable.

If no riot occurred and there was no hostile target, wouldn't his efforts be in vain?

"Do you have any props here that can make a death look particularly realistic, leaving nothing behind, and even triggering celestial phenomena?" Chen You turned back.

Hille was stunned.

She stopped chewing her gum and sized Chen You up and down.

"Boss, your request... is a bit perverted."

"Others come to the Supreme Tower to get stronger and save their lives; you're here to find a way to die?"

"Just tell me if you have it," Chen You said, a bit impatient.

Hille nodded hurriedly.

"Boss, do you want local goods or imported ones?"

They even distinguished between local and imported?

"Let's see the local ones."

Hille slapped her thigh: "Boss has a good eye! Cangxing City doesn't have much, but we have plenty of explosives!"

She bent down and rummaged under the counter for a long time.

Accompanied by a loud metallic clatter, she pulled out a black metal box covered in yellow warning labels.

"Bang!" The box slammed onto the counter, kicking up a cloud of dust.

Hille entered the password, and the box popped open.

Inside lay a fist-sized crystal emitting a faint blue glow.

A nebula seemed to be rotating inside the crystal, emitting a heart-palpitating aura of destruction.

"'Star Annihilation' miniature antimatter bomb." Hille's eyes shone with a fanatical light.

"A non-sale item from the City Lord's armory. Once this thing detonates, it can instantly create a micro black hole."

"Forget leaving a whole corpse; even your soul code will be scattered to the winds."

She lowered her voice and said mysteriously: "Most importantly, the moment of detonation produces extremely strong spatial distortion and light effects."

"To others, it'll definitely look like you're ascending to immortality or suffering divine punishment."

"Is that grand enough?"

Chen You looked at that faint blue crystal and felt the terrifying energy contained within.

If this thing were used to bomb a BOSS, it would definitely be a god-tier item.

"How much?"

"This is contraband. If City Lord James Sander finds out, I'll have to mine for a hundred years." Hille held up five fingers. "One thousand gold coins, no haggling."

Chen You didn't hesitate and directly transferred one thousand gold coins.

This price was simply too cheap.

Hille looked at the huge sum added to her account, her eyes crinkling with joy.

She quickly locked the box and pushed it toward Chen You.

"Boss is generous! I'll throw in a 'Death Recording Stone' as a gift; it can record your glorious moment from 360 degrees with no blind spots."

"It'll automatically upload to the World Channel after death, guaranteeing your name will go down in history!"

Chen You put away the box and the recording stone, feeling a bit skeptical about whether this thing was truly reliable.

He opened his system inventory and clicked on the attribute panel of this "Star Annihilation" miniature antimatter bomb.

[Item Name: "Star Annihilation" Miniature Antimatter Bomb (Defective/Special Edition)]

[Quality: Mythic (Pseudo)]

[Item Description: A contraband item modified privately by a certain anonymous genius mechanic in Cangxing City.]

[Upon detonation, it will produce an extremely gorgeous, grand, and soul-shaking cosmic birth and death phenomenon. The light effects are second to none in the Source Realm, making it an excellent prop for showing off one's status and intimidating the masses.]

[Effect: Deals 1 point of indiscriminate forced true damage—ignoring defense and unavoidable—to all living beings within a ten-thousand-meter blast radius.]

[Note: Isn't it good to be alive? Why spend money to watch fireworks?]

Chen You stared at that massive "1 point" on the panel and fell into a silence that lasted for half a minute.

He rubbed his eyes and looked again.

It was still 1 point.

"Is this damn thing made up on the spot?" Chen You couldn't help but curse in his heart.

His health was currently forcibly locked at 1 point.

From this perspective, this bomb could indeed take him out precisely; it was practically tailor-made.

But...

Chen You quickly simulated the upcoming scene in his mind.

Over ten hours later, the "god of wealth arrives" merchant caravan of the Cangxing City Merchant Guild would enter the city.

Ten thousand Heavy Armor Golems leading the way, eight hundred Thunder Griffins circling above, and players from the entire server crowding the streets.

Then, he would stand on the back of a mythic beast, looking up at the sky at a forty-five-degree angle, and heroically press the detonation button.

"Boom—"

The phenomenon of cosmic birth and death would envelop the entire city.

Then, above the heads of countless players within a ten-thousand-meter radius, a red "-1" would pop up in unison.

The image was too beautiful; Chen You didn't dare to think further.