Apocalypse Gachapon

Ye Zhongming looked at Old Jia but deep down, he didn’t believe him.

Linhai was different from other cities. Although other survivors were at a disadvantage, they could fight back. Entering the cities was dangerous, but at least the cities weren’t closed off.

Linhai was different. Survivors here were on the verge of being wiped out. A similar first-rate city had hundreds of thousands of survivors, but there might only be tens of thousands here.

This resulted in people here being much weaker and less knowledgeable than people in other cities. Their weapons and equipment couldn’t be compared, too.

Ye Zhongming didn’t expect the wheel here to produce the Intermediate Human Puppet Technique much less something else that could interest him.

“Specialty!”

Seeing Ye Zhongming’s expression, Old Jia knew what he was thinking and said something that shocked him.

As expected, Ye Zhongming’s eyes lit up.

He pulled Ye Zhongming to the side. He searched in his pockets and pulled out a small box.

Ye Zhongming frowned. He recognized that the box was identical to the one he traded to the pair.

The truth proved him right. The thing Old Jia mentioned was the seed of the Death King Tree.

Ye Zhongming was interested in this thing because he was within the tree’s territory and also because of his Gardener Job. He paid attention to collecting all sorts of seeds. There was a special room in his villa in Cloud Peak that collected these.

But he wasn’t a fool and didn't show interest. He just shook his head.

Old Jia couldn’t calm himself. It wasn’t because he wasn’t mentally stable but because it was too difficult to do business here. It was hard even to meet one customer. For him to meet such a big buyer today, he didn’t want to miss the chance.

He was anxious and said some things subconsciously.

“Don’t underestimate this. This thing comes from the Death King Tree and has a special use. A few factions in Linhai can use it to make many amazing tools. I am not lying!”

Ye Zhongming’s expression didn’t change. He looked at the seed and then back at Old Jia’s face.

“You said that you heard, so it might not be true. Even if it is, I wouldn’t know how to use it. So, why would I buy it?”

Old Jia was anxious, “You can’t say that; even if you don’t know how to use it, you can sell it to those who know. You can earn the price difference. Did you see the pair? They do that. If you buy it from me, I can give you intel for free and tell you which organizations know how to use the seed.”

“Seems like it makes sense, but I never do small businesses. How many do you have? If the price is right, I want them all.”

He was delighted. He loved those who bought in bulk. He also understood that this person was rich but wasn’t a fool, so he stopped considering conning him. He took out his remaining seeds, around a dozen of them.

“No second price, two three-star potions. I sold them for that price previously.”

Ye Zhongming nodded. Old Jia didn’t lie as he saw the pair using a three-star potion to trade for it.

After completing the trade, Ye Zhongming didn’t stay and continued forward.

When he disappeared, the people surrounded Old Jia and discussed. But the discussions had some killing intent.

“Do you recognize him? Where did he come from?”

“I have never seen him before. Is he a lone survivor from the last feasting day?”

“Is he? I don’t think it is easy to survive alone in this place.”

“If he has some special job or special ability, that is possible.”

“If that is the case… Can we?”

A person made the motion of slicing his head, and the others were silent.

“Don’t think too much; this person isn’t easy to offend.”

Old Jia, who was listening, said, “Although I can’t tell his exact level, he is four-star and above; he might be five-star. How many five stars are there in Linhai? So, be quiet, don’t ask for trouble.”

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They weren't back when he returned to Yang Yixi and Mao Ying’s room. Ye Zhongming sat and studied the Intermediate Puppet Technique.

This was a recipe, but it didn’t belong to a job. As long as you had enough materials, you could use it. It needed one to have the basic human puppet technique so this thing could land in his hands.

He learned it. A light flashed, and Ye Zhongming upgraded the skill to intermediate grade.

“Silver Zombie recipe: 1, Near death person (five-star evolved and above). 2. Three hundred milliliters and blood (Level five and above). 3. Blood pond (250 kilograms of level five mutated animal flesh and above). 4. 20 demon crystals (5-star and above). 5. Five five-star potions.”

Next, it recorded the steps and the effect the different level materials had on the quality of the zombie.

Ye Zhongming looked at it and knew he couldn’t produce as many as the Iron Zombies. He had created a hundreds-strong army in the Secret Realm. But their requirements were low while Silver Zombies had to be level five and above. Even if he was rich, he couldn’t craft too many.

He didn’t have materials at hand, so he couldn’t craft one. He could only pay attention to those seeds.

He picked one up carefully. They were very unassuming. The black seed was wrapped in four petals. The petals weren’t green but purple and red, which looked devilish.

He was worried that they would suck his energy, but it didn’t happen. Ye Zhongming thought about it and took a flower pot he had prepared to plant the Life Grain. He planted the seed and used his nurture skill.

Mental energy surged, and he was shocked.

He nurtured many things, from small plants to big ones like the Ginseng Melon and Cannibal flower. Apart from the Life Grain Seed, this was the only thing that absorbed so much mental energy.

Mental energy continued to be injected into the seed. Ye Zhongming saw the soil being pushed apart, and a red plant with black spots appeared. At the same time, the name of this plant appeared in his mind.

Roselle Cedar!