Jiang Yang held the chainmail up against himself. The next moment, the soft armor transformed into a streak of silver light that condensed over his body and fused with his skin.
The taxi driver up front saw the terrifying sight through the rearview mirror, then was promptly soothed by two stacks of hundred-yuan red notes passed over from the back seat.
Jiang Yang had deliberately withdrawn this cash.
He was worried the network might suddenly go down with the apocalypse approaching.
Besides, the feeling of throwing cash around like a big spender was pretty great. Constantly swiping through WeChat was boring.
When they arrived at Antique City beside Linjiang University, Jiang Yang tossed out another two stacks of hundred-yuan red notes.
"Sir, take the next couple of days off. Go find a foot massage parlor and enjoy yourself."
"Sure thing, boss! Take care!"
There was a reason people said money could make ghosts turn millstones. Jiang Yang still had tens of millions in cash stored in his System Space, though in a few days, it would all become worthless paper.
It would even feel rough wiping his ass with it.
Following Xiao Wan's information, Jiang Yang arrived at a Craft Shop.
"Oh, Boss Jiang, you're here!"
Before he could even enter, a middle-aged man ran out. Over the past two days, they had taken on a huge job: buying up every blade-related item in Antique City, arranging them here, and waiting for Jiang Yang to come choose.
"Are all the knives inside?"
Jiang Yang entered the Craft Shop. The shelves inside had been cleared out and filled with countless blades of every kind.
"Not bad. Take the money and leave."
"Sure thing!"
The Craft Shop owner accepted a pile of red notes. Without even seeing where the money had come from, he ran out with a beaming smile.
After the owner left, Jiang Yang wandered among the many blades with a grim expression for quite some time.
There were over five hundred blades here, all bought from Antique City. Most had strange appearances and an aged look, but they were all imitations.
That made finding the Black Gold Ancient Blade genuinely difficult.
"System, these blades are all mine now, right?"
"If the ancient blade is among them, does that count as plundering the Son of the Plane's opportunity?"
Ding! Plundered the Son of the Plane's weapon.
Obtained weapon skill: Crescent Slash!
Oh, damn!
He had actually gained a skill!
Jiang Yang was pleasantly surprised. In the apocalypse, aside from profession-exclusive skills, some weapons also possessed skills, though they were extremely rare.
A silver card flashed past and entered Jiang Yang's body.
He had the skill now, but Jiang Yang had yet to become a Professional and had no weapon, so he could not use it for the time being. Still, he had confirmed one thing: the Black Gold Ancient Blade was among these five hundred-plus blades.
Jiang Yang picked up a blade and walked over to the Craft Shop's Shredder. The Black Gold Ancient Blade was indestructible and could not be destroyed at all, so all he had to do was toss every blade inside.
Still, carrying over and shredding more than five hundred blades would be tiring.
Jiang Yang called Tang Ya over after she had completed the first step of her task.
"Throw all these blades into the Shredder for me. This is the second step toward becoming permanent."
"Bro Jiang, these knives..."
"Hurry up!"
Tang Ya began doing hard labor. Before long, her clothes were soaked through, and sweat had saturated her bodycon dress. Ridiculously, even while moving things, this woman did not forget to flirt and pose seductively at Jiang Yang.
Jiang Yang pretended not to see it. This was what work-study hard labor was supposed to be. What kind of work was it to spend every day either lying down or kneeling?
But Tang Ya's physical condition made her far too slow. Jiang Yang threw money around again and hired a few laborers. Before long, it was done.
Hard work paid off. Jiang Yang finally found the Black Gold Ancient Blade. The Shredder had even been gouged with several notches by it, yet the ancient blade itself did not have a single mark.
Worthy of the Son of the Plane's weapon. Its hardness could give his own a run for its money!
"Bro Jiang, what do we do next..."
Tang Ya wiped away her sweat and pressed herself against him.
"What are you in such a hurry for? I'll consider making you permanent. Go back and wait for now!"
The sight of Tang Ya made Jiang Yang feel slightly disgusted. He was not some inexperienced virgin desperate enough to take anything. After casually giving her a hundred thousand to send her away, he returned to the hotel.
Xiao Wan had already been waiting in the hotel. She approached with the elegant languor of a noble ragdoll cat.
"You went to all that trouble just to find this knife, Young Master? Everything in Antique City is fake. If you like such things, you could go to Antique Street in Kyoto."
"Got it, Sister Xiao Wan. Help me handle a few more things."
Jiang Yang sat on the sofa and looked at his housekeeper. In the original novel, this housekeeper had been absolutely loyal to him. When Ye Fan came looking for trouble, she had taken a knife for him and died.
"What is Young Master Jiang up to now? Why have you seemed like a different person these past two days?" Xiao Wan sat beside Jiang Yang, crossing her legs as she spoke with the lazy grace of a cat. "Why haven't you been playing with girls lately? Are your kidneys failing, or have you gotten tired of it?"
"No, I was waiting for you."
Jiang Yang stroked Xiao Wan's leg, a satisfied look appearing on his face. This housekeeper was also a stunningly beautiful, mature woman, exceptionally alluring.
"Take your filthy paws off me. What do you need done?"
Xiao Wan glared at Jiang Yang. Having accompanied him since childhood, she knew his life inside and out. The boy's behavior over the past two days had been rather abnormal.
Could he really have been waiting for her?
At that thought, Xiao Wan silently moved a little farther away from Jiang Yang.
"Sister Wan, what does moving away mean? I've secretly been working out lately. I'm all muscle now. Feel for yourself."
Jiang Yang leaned closer. The original owner had been kept in line by this housekeeper, but could she really intimidate him too?
"You little brat, you'd better behave yourself!"
When Xiao Wan saw Jiang Yang crowding close, his paws endlessly scratching at her, she immediately became flustered.
Seeing signs that Xiao Wan was about to get angry, Jiang Yang quickly stopped his misbehavior. After all, Xiao Wan had his father and mother behind her.
On the surface, she was a housekeeper. In reality, she was an "older sister" placed at his side to keep an eye on him.
That was right. Xiao Wan's father had died taking a bullet for Jiang Yang's father, so to his parents, Xiao Wan was practically half a daughter.
"Hehe, Sister Wan, help me buy a few things..."
His arrangements for dealing with Ye Fan were nearly complete. Next, he needed to prepare supplies for the apocalypse.
The instant the apocalypse arrived, huge numbers of humans would turn into Zombies, and all human electronic devices would become unusable.
Food and water would become the most important things in the apocalypse. Besides those, there would be weapons and large quantities of protective gear.
"Why are you buying these things?" Xiao Wan's pretty face was filled with confusion when she heard what Jiang Yang wanted her to prepare. "What's gotten into you these past two days? You keep doing things nobody can make sense of."
"Just listen to me. Go take care of it, Sister Wan. When you come back, I'll dote on you."
Jiang Yang lay back on the sofa. Xiao Wan was trustworthy, and after the apocalypse came, he intended to keep her by his side as well.
"You're awful." Xiao Wan curled her lips. In her eyes, Jiang Yang had probably come up with another bad idea. But he was a super rich second generation with more money than he could spend, so if he wanted to fool around, then let him.
After Xiao Wan left, Jiang Yang took off his clothes, pulled out the ancient blade, and began swinging it around the room. After injecting the Captain America Serum, his physical abilities had reached a terrifying level, roughly five times that of an ordinary person.
This fivefold increase was not as simple as one plus one equaling two. After the apocalypse arrived, physical improvements varied depending on one's profession.
For a Level 1 Professional, the lowest physical ability was three times that of an ordinary person, while the highest was seven or eight times greater.
Jiang Yang had injected the Captain America Serum. Once the apocalypse arrived, he would take Ye Fan's Inherited Profession and become invincible in the early stages!
At that thought, Jiang Yang grinned.
Actually, compared to Ye Fan's Inherited Profession, he preferred Ye Fan's younger sister—Ye Qingwei.
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