For Giant Tooth Crocodile, today had gotten off to a very good start.
Early in the morning, he had received two battle horns from a former monster hunter—horns taken from a Golden Armored Demon Bull.
The primary weapons of a Level Six Hell Beast contained more than thirty percent high-grade crystals and Rare Metal. They were practically natural superalloys, even harder than the claws and fangs of many Doomsday Beasts.
They were perfect for forging heavy war sabers, or even battle axes.
The monster hunter had originally kept them as family heirlooms.
Giant Tooth Crocodile had wheedled and worn him down for over half a month, yet had never managed to secure these two top-grade materials at a suitable price.
Then, Gene Serum prices in Dragon City had recently gone through the roof. Many cultivation resources had sold out one after another, and only black-market big shots like Giant Tooth Crocodile had the channels to obtain them.
One of the main medicines the monster hunter needed for his injuries had been out of stock for an entire week, leaving him no choice but to seek out Giant Tooth Crocodile himself.
How could Giant Tooth Crocodile let such a fat sheep delivered to his door escape? He slashed the purchase price again and again, deadlocking with the man for three days and three nights. At last, the other party could no longer hold on and surrendered, allowing Giant Tooth Crocodile to acquire the two Golden Armored Demon Bull battle horns at a price that would make him wake laughing from his dreams.
"Rise! Let the price hikes come even fiercer!"
Giant Tooth Crocodile stroked the two glittering golden horns, smiling until his eyes narrowed into two thin slits.
Although the skyrocketing price of Gene Serum was not necessarily a good thing