"You want Treasure because you trapped me, don't you? What do you want? Take your pick. Just let me out first."
"Even if you want it all, you have to let me out first."
Inside the huge pot, the corpse's appearance changed, turning into a blue-skinned man with a spiked tail behind him.
This was Xiao Qi.
The Apocalypse Store's customer service representative.
At that moment, he was drenched in sweat, his face twisting as though he desperately wanted to escape. Yet the iron pot around him was like an impenetrable wall, trapping him completely.
"Damn it, do I really have to use divine power?"
"Even offering up my wealth to avert disaster won't work?"
Xiao Qi was enraged as well. Colors emerged around his body, carrying divine fluctuations. But the instant he used divine power, his face began to wither and age. More precisely, it was drying up.
Sensing the changes in his body, Xiao Qi immediately withdrew his power and continued shouting through the sweat, "Friend outside, what exactly do you want? I can give you anything!"
"What if I want your life?"
The single sentence entered the pot, immediately bringing silence. A cold glint flashed through Xiao Qi's eyes. "You want my life? Friend, are you that confident?"
"May I ask where you're from, friend? You actually dare to say you want my life?"
"Do you know how many divine beings I can mobilize with a single word from Xiao Qi?"
Xiao Qi was covered in Treasure. Those things were his capital. With one word from him, whoever did his bidding would receive a piece of Treasure.
Countless people would then desperately crowd forward, competing to work for Xiao Qi.
Money could make the devil turn millstones.
That saying applied in the Chaos Universe as well, provided