22: Chapter 22: Crushing Alloy with Bare Hands, Making Millions by Selling Stolen Goods on the Black Market

The 55 years of evolution in the Divine Domain came to a perfect conclusion.

Returning to the bedroom in reality.

As soon as Lin Yuan opened his eyes, a terrifying heat flow erupted from the Divine Domain core deep within his mind.

This was from the 50,000 high-tier Bronze army, plus the Silver-tier Tyrant.

It was the "War Faith" offered to their god day and night during 55 long years of bloody slaughter.

The dark gold faith instantly surged into his limbs and bones.

Lin Yuan let out a muffled groan, gritting his teeth tightly.

The skin on his body quickly flushed red, and his veins bulged one by one, resembling coiled green dragons.

Under the scouring of the power of faith, his muscle fibers tore, reorganized, tore again, and reorganized again.

Dense, explosive sounds came from deep within his bones.

This was the pain of being reborn, and it was also the necessary path for the leap in life level.

This lasted for a full half hour before the energy gradually subsided and merged into his cells.

Lin Yuan exhaled a long breath of turbid air; the breath formed a wave in mid-air, blowing the curtains until they rattled.

He stood up and exercised his shoulders.

There was no sense of sluggishness at all.

His body felt so light that it seemed to have lost its weight, yet terrifying power lay dormant in every inch of his muscles.

Lin Yuan looked at a discarded alloy dumbbell on his nightstand.

He reached out his right hand, closed his five fingers, and gripped the handle of the dumbbell.

Without using any divine power, he squeezed it purely with his physical strength.

"Creak—"

The hard alloy let out a teeth-grinding sound of distortion and was directly twisted into the shape of a pretzel.

Lin Yuan threw away the deformed dumbbell, his eyes shining extremely brightly.

"My pure physical combat power is already enough to kill standard Black Iron-tier Abyssal Monsters with my bare hands."

At this stage, where the vast majority of high school seniors are still relying on the general faith points of their followers to slowly nourish their spiritual power, Lin Yuan already possessed a terrifying physical constitution comparable to a melee god.

Once he encounters an assassination or a monster invasion in reality, he will definitely not be one of those fragile magic-type gods.

"I am only one last step away from becoming a Demigod."

Lin Yuan was very clear about his current progress in cultivation.

His Divine Domain area met the standard, his kin tier met the standard, and his reserve of faith was far beyond his peers.

Now the only thing missing is to ignite the Divine Fire and carry out the first thorough transformation of the Wasteland Divine Domain's laws.

Ordinary fire cannot ignite the Wasteland.

One must introduce more extreme and purer homologous power to forcibly raise the upper limit of the Divine Domain's laws.

Lin Yuan was not impatient; he sat back on the bed and opened the storage space of his Divine Domain core.

It was time to harvest the assets accumulated over these 55 years.

Not only had his combat power increased within the Divine Domain, but the creatures that died in the cruel ecosystem were also wealth.

Due to the distortion of time flow, this wealth had accumulated to a quite astonishing figure.

Lin Yuan called up the list.

Ranked first was a mountain of dark green polyhedral crystals.

[wasteland poison crystal]. 6,000 pieces.

This batch of poison crystals had been stewed by the Wasteland's ley lines for 55 years, removing all impurities, making their purity a full grade higher than the batch sold previously.

Ranked second were aquatic materials.

[Abyssal Swamp Crab Molts]. 100,000 sets.

These basin-sized carapaces had been soaked in strong acidic dark water for years, possessing extremely high toughness, making them top-grade base materials for forging magic-resistant heavy armor.

[Concentrated Venom of Poisonous Algae]. 3,000 jars.

After the Piranhas ate the poisonous algae, the toxins deposited a second time in their bodies.

The Goblins killed the Piranhas, collected these venom sacs, and piled them in a corner of the Divine Domain.

This was the favorite poison-quenching agent for assassin-type and archer-type kin.

Besides this, there were countless Vulture poison feathers and Piranha sharp teeth.

The quantity was too large.

If he listed them directly on the Pantheon Trading Network, he was afraid it would attract the attention of the military regulatory department and the tax bureau.

Lin Yuan took out the black metal card with amethyst inlaid on the edges from his pocket.

Lin Yuan placed the card against the terminal interface on his wrist.

"Ding."

"Detected Star Net black market Purple Gold-level authorization, currently hiding your physical IP and constructing a virtual link for you..."

A white light flashed before his eyes.

Lin Yuan's consciousness appeared in an extremely luxurious circular hall.

All around were towering domes, and the floor was paved with tiles capable of blocking spiritual power detection.

In the center of the hall, people were coming and going, all of them gods wearing invisibility cloaks or masks.

Lin Yuan looked down and saw that he was also wearing a system-default gray robe, his face obscured by a cloud of mist.

An android waiter in a tuxedo came to Lin Yuan and bowed slightly.

"Distinguished Purple Gold-level VIP, welcome to the Dark Abyss Auction. I am your exclusive receptionist, number 042. May I ask what service you require?"

"Selling goods, the quantity is very large." Lin Yuan's voice, processed, sounded hoarse and low.

"Please follow me."

The waiter didn't waste words and led Lin Yuan to a private box on the second floor.

Inside the box sat an elderly man with white hair.

On the old man's chest was pinned a golden magnifying glass badge; this was a Star Net certified senior appraiser.

"What goods does the customer wish to sell?" The old man's attitude was neither humble nor arrogant as he handed over a storage tray.

Lin Yuan didn't waste words and threw the organized resource list data package into the tray's reading end.

The old man glanced at the holographic screen carelessly.

The next second, the carelessness on his face froze.

The old man sat up straight, pressed his hands on the table, and stared fixedly at the long string of numbers on the screen.

"6,000 high-purity wasteland poison crystals? 100,000 sets of mutated Swamp Crab heavy armor base materials? 3,000 jars of concentrated venom?"

The old man gasped and looked up at the gray-robed person opposite him, his tone filled with obvious awe: "Your Excellency... did you just wipe out a small Abyssal Poison Swamp plane?"

This level of shipment volume and material purity was simply not something an ordinary god could produce.

It was more like the spoils of war after a fully organized legion swept through the Abyssal front line.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't. Can you take it or not?" Lin Yuan's voice was cold.

"Yes! Of course, I can!" The old man quickly put away his curiosity.

The rules of the black market: only look at the goods, don't ask about the source.

The old man quickly calculated on his optical computer.

Five minutes later.

"Your Excellency, this batch of goods is extremely well-suited for several current poison-type guilds. Our auction house can take it all in an internal package deal." The old man pushed over an electronic contract.

"We will calculate the unit price for the poison crystals at 2,500 points, the Swamp Crab carapaces at 100 points, and the concentrated venom at 1,500 points. Plus the other miscellaneous items..."

"A total of 1.85 million faith points."

Lin Yuan's eyebrows raised slightly under his mask.

He knew it would sell for a lot, but this price still exceeded his estimates.

The premium rate for high-purity poison-type materials in the black market was far more exaggerated than in the official mall.

The old man paused and added, "According to the Purple Gold card's authorization, we only charge an 8% channel service fee."

"The final amount to your account is 1.706 million faith points. How does that look to you?"

8%.

The official mall's tax rate was an outrageous 20%; this card of Chu Yunxuan's saved him quite a bit of money.

Lin Yuan tapped his fingers on the table twice.

"Deal."

Without any haggling, he was so straightforward that the old man was stunned for a moment.

The contract was signed.

Less than 30 seconds later, the terminal on Lin Yuan's wrist vibrated.

[Account received: 1,706,000 faith points.]

Looking at that long string of zeros, Lin Yuan's heartbeat only sped up by half a beat.

Numbers are always just numbers.

Only when converted into combat power does it truly belong to oneself.

"Do you have any high-tier environmental modification buildings here?" Lin Yuan didn't leave his seat and asked directly.

The old man had just completed a big order and was extremely respectful: "What type does Your Excellency need? Nature type, Light type, or Shadow type?"

"Wasteland type, the more extreme, the better."

The old man pondered for a moment and searched rapidly on his optical computer.

Soon, he brought up three architectural cards glowing with a ghostly green light and pushed them in front of Lin Yuan.

"Your Excellency is lucky; just yesterday, an Abyssal explorer consigned these three items."

Lin Yuan looked down.

[Architecture Card: Wasteland Radiation Tower]

[Tier: Top-grade Bronze]

[Function: Extracts manic energy from deep within the ley lines and converts it into high-concentration radiation poison gas to cover the Divine Domain. Creatures within the radiation range will have their lifespans significantly reduced, and their genetic mutation rate will increase by 300%.]

[Negative Effects: Severely damages the Divine Domain environment, very easily leading to the collapse of underlying laws.]

[Price: 500,000 faith points/each.]

The old man gave a wry smile: "This thing is too powerful; ordinary poison-type gods dare not use it. If not controlled well, even their own core Divine Spark will be contaminated by radiation. So the price is relatively low, and it has remained unsold until now."

In the eyes of normal people, this is a suicidal bomb.

But in Lin Yuan's eyes, this is the perfect spark to ignite the Wasteland law's Divine Fire.

Reduced lifespan? Genetic mutation?

This is exactly what he needs.

"Three of them, I want them all." Lin Yuan raised his hand, and his terminal connected.

1.5 million faith points were directly deducted.

The old man swallowed, and respectfully handed the three cards to Lin Yuan.

Taking the items, Lin Yuan didn't stay for a moment and exited the Dark Abyss Auction.

In the bedroom, Lin Yuan took off his helmet. He communicated with the Divine Domain core, his consciousness sank again, and he descended into the Divine Domain with a boom.

"Boom!"

The ash clouds in the sky were pushed aside by an invisible hand.

Lin Yuan looked down at the vast scorched earth below.

He flicked his fingertips, and the three ghostly green cards turned into three streams of light, crashing into three edge nodes of the Divine Domain respectively.

The earth trembled violently.

Three giant towers, 100 meters high and built entirely of dark green metal, rose from the ground.

At the top of the towers, ghostly green energy spheres began to rotate, emitting bursts of shrill buzzing.

"Hum—"

Visible green radiation ripples, centered on the three giant towers, swept toward the surroundings.

The floating gray embers were tainted by the radiation ripples, gradually turning into green poison fire with extremely strong penetrating power.

The 50,000 Goblins in the basin were swept by the radiation ripples.

Instead of suffering genetic collapse like normal creatures, they let out excited roars.

Under the stimulation of the radiation, the bone armor on their bodies actually began to absorb these ghostly green lights.

The armor became deeper and indestructible.

Even the vines of the Abyssal Carrion Tree were devouring the radiation energy, and the flesh cocoons they produced faintly carried a layer of fluorescence.

The entire Wasteland ecosystem, under the intervention of these three radiation towers, was evolving in an even more unknowable direction.