8: Chapter 8: Black Market Resale of High-Purity Poison Crystals: A Huge Profit of 30,000 Yuan in One Strike!

Lin Yuan hovered above his Divine Domain.

His gaze pierced through the ashes and landed on the altar in the center of the basin.

Lin Yuan raised his hand, aiming at the remains on the altar.

A dark golden light erupted in his eyes as chains plunged into the corpse of the Cockroach King.

The insect body disintegrated. Flesh, carapace, and venom fell apart under the strangulation of the chains.

A moment later, a glowing, dark green orb of light hovered in mid-air.

[Notification: Extraction successful. Obtained Black Iron-grade conceptual entry: Acid Corrosion.]

[Entry Effect: Grants believers' bodily fluids strong acid properties. Attacks carry corrosive damage, capable of easily melting the armor of creatures of the same rank.]

Lin Yuan applied force with his fingertips and crushed the orb of light.

The Divine Domain interface automatically deducted 60 Faith Points.

The orb of light transformed into sixty streaks of green light, submerging into the bodies of the Petrified Goblins kneeling below.

"Roar."

The Goblins let out low roars.

Drops of dark green sweat seeped out from the cracks in their rock-armored skin.

The sweat dripped onto the scorched earth, making a hissing sound and corroding small pits into the ground.

The surface of the bone blades in their hands was also covered with a layer of sickly green acid film.

Sixty Goblins had all evolved into poison-wielding heavy warriors.

Lin Yuan nodded in satisfaction and did not exit the Divine Domain immediately.

His gaze was drawn to several faint reflections at the edge of the battlefield.

Lin Yuan lowered his consciousness, hovering at a height of ten meters above the ground.

Below him lay mountains of ordinary corrupted cockroach remains.

On this silent, scorched earth, the special laws of the Wasteland environment were silently at work.

The 300,000 square kilometers of scorched earth was, in itself, a natural furnace.

The falling embers of fire poison from the sky, the surging geothermal heat underground, combined with the day-after-day trampling and slaughter by the Goblins.

The neurotoxins within those dead cockroaches had not dissipated.

Instead, they were slowly boiled, precipitated, and purified by this harsh land.

Lin Yuan grabbed at the void.

Over a dozen crystals, entirely dark green and shaped like irregular polyhedrons, broke through the thick ashes and flew into his palm.

The crystals felt cold to the touch, with green mist swirling inside.

He pulled up the Divine Domain interface to scan them.

[wasteland poison crystal]

[Quality: Black Iron Peak-Grade]

[Description: Toxins from within Abyss Cockroaches, having undergone three months of natural smelting through the Wasteland's extremely harsh high temperatures and poisonous gases, removing the manic Abyssal impurities to produce highly concentrated toxin crystals.]

A strange look flashed in Lin Yuan's eyes.

In the textbooks of conventional gods, anything poisonous is a hazard to a Divine Domain.

If gods of the Nature or Light factions found this stuff in their Divine Domains, they would have to pay a high price to hire someone to purify it.

But the universe is vast, and there are always some unconventional existences.

Rogue gods who cultivate Poison, Undead, or even Shadow laws.

What they lack most are these naturally purified, high-purity poison crystals that do not carry the manic attributes of the Abyss.

Lin Yuan decisively exited the Divine Domain space.

Opening his eyes, he raised his hand to tap on his Divine Terminal and logged into the Pantheon Trading Network.

He switched his identity and registered an anonymous alias: Waste Recycling Station.

Lin Yuan packed up the dozen or so [wasteland poison crystal]s, along with several hundred relatively intact high-grade mutant cockroach carapaces, and uploaded them all.

On the pricing interface, he did not hold back at all.

He priced the poison crystals directly at 2,000 Faith Points each. The carapaces were priced at 1,200 Faith Points in total.

This was a full 30% more expensive than conventional poison-type materials on the market.

Specifically targeting rogue cultivators who were in urgent need of materials.

Unconventional gods often hang out in the black market and cannot buy regular materials; when they encounter such pure poison crystals, they would spend their entire fortune to acquire them.

He confirmed the listing.

Lin Yuan got up and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

He had just finished half the glass when his terminal vibrated frantically.

"Ding! Ding! Ding!"

The crisp notification sounds merged into one.

[Your item has been sold!]

[Your item has been sold!]

In less than an hour, the shelves were swept clean.

His account balance jumped wildly. After deducting the outrageous 20% black market transaction fee, a massive sum of money arrived.

[Current Faith Point balance: 28,450 points]

Lin Yuan looked at the numbers on the terminal, the corners of his mouth curling upward.

Profiteering.

Cockroach egg cases bought for a few hundred Faith Points.

Not only did they serve as free sparring partners for his believers for three months, but the final byproducts also sold for nearly 30,000.

With the Creation Extraction talent and this natural, massive furnace of a Wasteland, he could completely mass-produce these custom poisons.

Abyss Processing Plant, a name well-deserved.

With this money, Lin Yuan listed over a dozen expansion plans in his mind.

Just as he was preparing to enter other trading zones to shop, the military network device on his wrist lit up with a blinding red light.

[Emergency Notice: All students of Class 2, Grade 12, log into the virtual campus immediately. Latecomers will be expelled!]

Sender: Teacher Lei Yan.

Lin Yuan's eyes narrowed slightly.

A military mandatory order.

He immediately returned to his bed and put on the holographic access device.

A flash of white light passed.

Lin Yuan appeared in the virtual classroom of Class 2, Grade 12.

The classmates in the class had not yet recovered from the shock of the morning, their faces filled with exhaustion and panic.

Fatty Wang was squeezed into the crowd; seeing Lin Yuan, he was just about to say hello when the space above the podium distorted.

Teacher Lei Yan appeared out of thin air.

"Everyone is here." Teacher Lei Yan scanned the room coldly.

The classroom was silent.

"I am announcing one thing." Teacher Lei Yan tapped his fingers on the desk, making a dull thudding sound.

"Your novice protection period will end completely at twelve o'clock tonight."

As soon as these words were spoken, a collective gasp echoed from below.

The novice protection period in the God World is only seven days.

Within seven days, the Divine Domain is protected by the Alliance laws, isolating it from all external invasions.

Once the protection period ends, the Divine Domain will be exposed to the Astral Realm.

"Next Monday, the Jiangcheng Education Bureau will join forces with the military to initiate the first large-scale assessment for this year's Grade 12 students."

"The Divine Domain Defense Simulation Battle."

Teacher Lei Yan turned around and pulled open a massive tactical star map on the holographic blackboard with one hand.

"There is no theoretical exam. We won't look at how well your farmland grows, nor how beautiful your elves are."

"The military will use large-scale formations to project the captured phantoms of Abyssal monsters directly into your Divine Domains."

"This is a real defense battle."

Teacher Lei Yan's voice echoed in the empty classroom, carrying a thick scent of blood.

"The rules are simple. The longer you hold out, the more monsters you kill, the higher your points, and the higher your ranking."

Several civilian students turned pale.

"Teacher." A girl raised her hand tremblingly, "Will the monster projections... attack our believers?"

Teacher Lei Yan sneered: "What else? Although the projections do not have the full strength of the monster's true form, their physical attacks and law damage are 100% real."

"The monsters will not only tear your believers apart but also destroy the buildings you worked so hard to build. If your believers are all dead, your Divine Domain will collapse."

The classroom fell into a deathly silence.

The wealthy students who were bragging about the beautiful scenery of their Divine Domains on the forum just minutes ago were now breaking out in cold sweat.

This was not an exam at all; it was putting their hard work on the fire to be roasted.

Teacher Lei Yan looked at the fearful faces below and changed the subject.

"Of course, the military will not let you shed blood in vain."

"The top 100 in the school will be rewarded with 10,000 Faith Points."

"The top 10 will be rewarded with 100,000 Faith Points, plus a Black Iron-grade Environment Card."

Hearing this number, many people's breathing became rapid.

100,000 Faith Points is enough to buy a decent set of low-tier follower bloodlines.

Teacher Lei Yan paused, his single eye flashing with a sharp light.

"As for the first place in the school."

"Specially approved by the military, the reward is one [Bronze-grade Barracks Building Blueprint]."

"Holy shit!"

The classroom exploded into an uproar.

Lin Yuan, who had been shrinking in the back row, felt his breathing grow heavier.

Building blueprints.

In the God World, resource cards, environment cards, and bloodline cards.

Can all be bought on the trading network as long as you have money.

Only barracks blueprints are strategic materials monopolized by the military and top financial conglomerates.

With a single barracks blueprint, as long as there are enough materials, a real building can be erected within the Divine Domain.

Believers who enter the barracks for training can gain systematic class bonuses, or even change classes into special unit types.

Unlimited strengthening, with no usage limits.

You can't buy them even with money.

Fatty Wang was trembling with excitement, his fat shaking; he lowered his voice and roared at Lin Yuan: "Yuanzi! Barracks blueprint! If we can get our hands on that, whatever followers you throw in there, they'll come out as a regular army!"

Lin Yuan did not speak, but his heartbeat began to accelerate.

His Petrified Goblins currently relied entirely on wild methods of fighting each other and killing bugs to evolve.

If he had a barracks blueprint, combined with his own entry extraction.

He could mass-produce a monster army that ignores pain, is invulnerable to blades and guns, and carries strong acid.

First place, he had to take it.

Teacher Lei Yan looked at the students below, whose greed and excitement were reignited, and a cruel smile curled at the corners of his mouth.

"Don't be happy too soon."

A bucket of cold water was poured over their heads.

"The monster projections provided by the military have no upper limit on strength. As long as your Divine Domain doesn't collapse, the projections will continue to descend wave after wave."

"The consequence of being overly greedy is the total annihilation of your believers and the shattering of your Godhead."

Teacher Lei Yan supported the podium with one hand, leaning his upper body forward.

"During the simulation battle, you can press the surrender button on your terminal. The military will cut off the projection connection."

"Only by living do you have the qualification to be a god. If you die, you are just space trash in the Astral Realm."

"Know your limits."

These four words slammed into everyone's hearts.