I have an Apocalypse City Chapter 155

Chapter 155: Chapter 155: Selling Equipment

Translator: 549690339

The workbench, engineering skills, blueprints were all there. Now lacking manufacturing materials, it seemed a bit of a wild goose chase. It looked like it will still be some time before acquiring the T-11 high-yield hand grenade;

“Well, now I have the Weakness Potion, it should be enough for most situations.” Song Jian muttered to himself, turning around to glance at the pharmaceutical workbench. After thinking for a moment, he picked up the workbench, once again turning it into a briefcase, and placing it within his bag;

This pharmaceutical workbench is portable and can be carried anywhere, allowing for the production of potions at any location. It's much more convenient than the typical siege weapon construction bench;

The light outside the window gradually dimmed and the last ray of sunlight vanished as the sun sunk out of sight, returning the land to darkness;

Thin clouds began to fill the sky, completely obscuring it. This happened almost every day. The moon only appeared at specific times, and only for a short duration, less than half an hour. This timing coincided with many monsters absorbing the essence of the moon;

Having acquired the Hexagram Array Diagram of the “Night Slayer”, Song Jian now had the ability to absorb moon essence. Absorbing the moon essence could improve one's constitution. Song Jian had been absorbing for a few days, yet he didn't notice any increases in his attributes. He just felt more comfortable, as if impurities were being expelled from his body bit by bit;

“There must be benefits, so long as I persist, there will definitely be an improvement!” Song Jian thought. However, every time he absorbed the moon essence, a desire to kill would well up in his heart. He would crave to charge into the monster horde with a blade, relishing in the thrill of slaughter. This made Song Jian somewhat wary. Once immersed in this pleasure of killing, it was easy to lose oneself, becoming a mindless killing machine;

Song Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, listening to the sporadic roars of monsters outside the manor, quietly waiting for the moment the moon appeared.

“At midnight every day, the moon will appear for fifteen minutes…”

Song Jian remained silent. As time passed, the Hexagram Star Array on his chest began to emit a faint glow. Unbeknownst to Song Jian, in his equipment inventory, a black stone tablet was also emitting a faint black light in concert with time;

The manor fell silent. The butler George, the gardener and the carpenter had all rested. All the defensive measures of the manor were ready to spring into action. As soon as any monster crossed into the alert range of the defensive equipment, these arrow towers and catapults would automatically attack and kill the monsters;

And the bodies and items dropped by the slain monsters, whether bodies or loot, were all dragged into the Spirit Field by the poisonous tree Alex to be used as nutrients;

Caw, caw-

A flock of blood crows flew out from the castle. They seemed to enjoy the poisonous tree Alex, always resting on it whenever they appeared;

After a while, a strand of moonlight shone in through the window. Song Jian opened his eyes and willed himself to appear at the highest point of the castle;

A strand of the silvery essence of the moon fell from the sky, melding into Song Jian's body;

Song Jian only felt a refreshing breath enter his body, flowing through his meridians and finally entering the Hexagram Star Array on his chest. After illuminating the Hexagram Star Array, it emerged again, integrating into Song Jian's body;

The refreshing breath that emerged from the Hexagram Star Array seemed more pure. The dim light radiating from the Hexagram Star Array pulsed in and out, like a beating heart;

As the Hexagram Star Array's light trembled faintly, an inexplicable desire to kill rose from the bottom of Song Jian's heart. He became a little restless. However, the desire to kill surged abruptly, but it disappeared even faster. Song Jian now had the willpower to suppress this inexplicable urge;

The fifteen minutes vanished in an instant, the moon essence disappeared. Song Jian exhaled a turbid breath, mixed with fine grey impurities. If one didn't look closely, it would be hard to notice the impurities;

Song Jian slowly opened his eyes, ready to return to the castle, only to suddenly notice a rainbow light in the distance illuminating a large area;

“Doomsday Supermarket!” Song Jian's eyes lit up and he instantly became excited. This rainbow light was identical to when the Doomsday Supermarket first appeared;

“In the game, it's been over a month. Could it be that the Doomsday Supermarket appears once a month?” Thinking of the endless items in the Doomsday Supermarket, Song Jian's heart thumped wildly;

Opening his bag, Song Jian checked his Doomsday Coins first, having less than five hundred. But he did have a fair amount of items to sell, a load of roasted and fried meat, freshly made potions, and more…

“My goodness, I can't believe this thing hasn't sold yet, I almost forgot!” Song Jian looked at the pair of equipment in the package that emitted a deep green light, slapping his forehead as he spoke.

The items in the parcel, if gathered together, could easily be sold for more than two thousand Doomsday Coins. If he also sold this, Song Jian felt certain that he could get three thousand Doomsday Coins without any problem.

“The skills in the supermarket priced at three to five hundred no longer interest me. This time, 1 want to carefully pick and see if there are any skills related to the Swordsman Immortal profession. If I can get one or two more, I am ready to switch to the Swordsman Immortal profession at level 10!” Song Jian thought to himself.

Turning on the radio, a burst of static noise followed, and then it was quiet. Perhaps because of the evening, there were not many people still using the radio.

“Cough cough, this is the City of Hope, I have two level-io equipment to sell, if interested, name your price!” Song Jian then announced the properties of the two pairs of gloves.

There was silence on the radio. Song Jian waited before calling out twice more, still no one spoke, and he was somewhat disappointed. It seemed there were too few people at night.

“Sell to the Doomsday Supermarket? If those two guys knew I sold it to the Doomsday Supermarket, they'd probably kill me!” Song Jian looked up from the window at the rainbow light outside, shaking his head.

“One thousand Doomsday Coins!” Suddenly, a voice was heard on the radio. The voice was soft, like a whisper.

“One thousand Doomsday Coins?” Song Jian's eyes lit up. This price exceeded his expectations. He was hoping he could sell it for seven or eight hundred Doomsday Coins.

Before Song Jian could even respond, the radio seemed to explode with a series of cursing and bidding noises!

“Old Soma, you old fellow are still awake this late! A thousand Doomsday Coins to buy a set of level-10 equipment, are you still sleepy? I will pay one thousand five hundred Doomsday Coins!”

“One thousand five? I bid one thousand eight, immediate transaction, my address is…”

“Two thousand, 1 am the housekeeper for the Baron of Casia from the City of Sin. If you sell these two pieces of equipment to us, you will gain the Baron of Casia's friendship…”

“Baron Casia? That ass-selling Bunny Lord? Do you think everyone likes his stinky ass? Two thousand five hundred Doomsday Coins!”

“Two thousand eight hundred Doomsday Coins, who dare to insult Baron Casia like this, dare to give your name? This is a provocation to the entire Casia family!”

“Three thousand Doomsday Coins, I am the Legion Commander of the Hurricane Legion, kiddo, I'm waiting for your revenge, hahahaha!”

“Three thousand two, even though complete sets are rare, these are only level-io equipment, transition equipment, the value can't be too high…”

“Three thousand five, idiots, level-io equipment can already be considered professional gear, and it's a complete set, just for that skill alone, it's worth this price!”

Listening to the cacophony of bidding voices on the radio, Song Jian suddenly felt a little breathless. The items he originally thought were worth only seven or eight hundred Doomsday Coins were bid up to over three thousand in just a few minutes.

Song Jian's eyes flickered and he immediately understood why no one had responded after he had called out several times.

“These NPCs, trying to be so crafty. They all thought that others were asleep and wanted to buy things at a low price-“

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