Selling Is Selling, No Matter Who Buys

At the supply base, G27 Villa.

Yang Wu set down his somewhat heavy backpack, then went into the bathroom for a cold shower. Five days alone in the wilderness had nearly stifled him to death.

Fortunately, relying on the advantage of his movement technique, he had always struck swiftly and cleanly. Thus, after every battle, he had not ended up covered in blood.

Otherwise, the smell of sweat mixed with blood...

It was unbearably unpleasant!

Yang Wu ordered a set meal in the villa. After eating and drinking his fill, he rested for a while before getting up to deal with some monster materials first.

Supply base, Limit Martial Hall purchasing point.

"Mr. Yang Wu, this way, please!"

When Yang Wu arrived, the well-informed person in charge, Tang Shan, had already been waiting at the entrance.

After all, although he was the person in charge of Limit Martial Hall's purchasing point at this supply base, his own strength was, at most, that of an Advanced Warrior.

But Yang Wu was different. Although his clearance showed that Yang Wu was only an Elementary Warrior, Tang Shan, who had spent several years at the supply base, understood one thing very well.

Anyone who ventured alone into the wilderness could never be underestimated!

Especially after Yang Wu had sped through the wilderness on a motorcycle and returned fully loaded without a scratch, no one dared look down on him anymore.

Not to mention that Yang Wu's clothes were spotlessly clean when he returned. It was as if hunting monsters in the Wilderness Area was merely a sightseeing trip to him.

From the moment he stepped back through the base entrance, everything from before no longer mattered. Every conclusion had to be overturned and reconsidered...

The supply base's purchasing points were all established in the same area. This not only made military management easier, but also gave martial artists better options.

Under the envious gazes of the other factions' representatives, Tang Shan politely ushered Yang Wu inside.

Once inside, Yang Wu did not waste words. He immediately went to a huge metal basin and opened the backpack he carried.

Other than the Silver Moon Wolf, he dumped every monster material into the metal basin.

Seeing this large quantity of monster materials, Tang Shan's eyes lit up. He swiftly retrieved a set of precision instruments from the bookshelf behind his desk.

"Beep, beep, beep..."

As the instruments scanned them, the name, rank, condition, and price of each monster material appeared clearly on the instrument's LCD screen.

"Gasp! Advanced Beast General rank?"

Tang Shan stared at Yang Wu in shock. He had already tried his best to overestimate him, yet he had still underestimated him in the end.

Under normal circumstances, he would not have been so shocked. After all, he had not spent the past few years here for nothing, and he had seen plenty of Advanced Beast General monster materials.

But this was different. The martial artists who had sold such materials in the past were either elite Warlord squads or War God Level experts casually disposing of them here.

Yet Yang Wu was alone, and this was his first time entering the Wilderness Area. That meant the Yang Wu before him possessed, at minimum, War God Level strength.

A War God!

This was simply outrageous.

When he looked at Yang Wu again, his gaze immediately changed. Every War God Level martial artist was humanity's treasure.

Moreover, with these monster materials, he no longer had to worry about this year's purchasing quota.

Tang Shan's eyes gleamed as he continued examining the remaining monster materials. A moment later, the instrument's screen displayed a total price.

"Mr. Yang, this batch of monster materials is worth a total of 1 billion Hua Xia currency, as well as 500,000 Contribution Points."

After the examination, Tang Shan gently wiped the fine sweat from his forehead. Without realizing it, he had already changed the way he addressed Yang Wu.

When one was away from home, status had to be earned for oneself!

Hearing the offer, Yang Wu nodded slightly. If these monster materials were sold to the HR Alliance, they could probably fetch 1.5 billion Hua Xia currency.

But there would be no Contribution Points from Limit Martial Hall. Although Limit Martial Hall only offered two-thirds of the HR Alliance's price, the remaining value was settled in Contribution Points.

He needed money, but he also needed Contribution Points.

"Mr. Yang, are you sure you wish to sell this batch of monster materials to Limit Martial Hall?"

Following procedure, Tang Shan asked with a solemn expression.

"Confirmed!"

Yang Wu nodded. Some procedural steps seemed very redundant, and in truth, they really were redundant!

He had already come here. Could it be that he had only come to get an appraisal?

Of course, he was joking.

Yang Wu himself did not care about a difference of several million Hua Xia currency, but Elementary Warriors were different. Several million was also an enormous sum to them.

This process seemed cumbersome and redundant, but it was actually meant to help them calm down and give them one more chance to choose again.

Once the transaction was completed, Yang Wu soon received a balance change notification on his communications watch, informing him that 1 billion Hua Xia currency had been added to his account.

At the same time, the 500,000 Contribution Points instantly brought his Contribution Points to Two-Star Level. He was now only 500,000 points away from Three-Star Level contributions.

After everything had been settled, Yang Wu finally left the purchasing point in satisfaction.

That afternoon, at G27 Villa.

Yang Wu was packing his belongings and preparing to return to the base city when a knock suddenly sounded at the door.

"Who is it?"

He asked in confusion. He did not know anyone at the supply base, and the service staff for the row villas generally notified residents through the intercom first.

Although he was at the supply base now, that did not mean there was no danger at all.

"Brother Yang!"

A voice came from outside. Yang Wu nearly thought he was hallucinating, mistaking it for Luo Feng calling out to him.

"Brother Yang, it's me!"

"I'm Little Wang!"

Yang Wu opened the door and saw the chubby Wang Yu, dressed in a suit, standing at the entrance with a middle-aged man.

"Brother Yang, did you forget about your brother here? You have good stuff, yet you didn't come find me?"

His small eyes involuntarily glanced past Yang Wu, toward the martial artist backpack placed beside the sofa.

"You're quite well-informed."

Yang Wu was not surprised. This chubby fellow clearly had no simple background. That morning, Yang Wu had carried such a huge backpack to Limit Martial Hall. The backpack he brought back was obviously much smaller.

Any clever person could immediately guess that the remaining materials Yang Wu had kept were the most valuable ones.

"Hehe!"

"Listen to what you're saying. Buying materials is only secondary to our visit this time. We mainly came to see you!"

"But then again, your little brother here is also from the HR Alliance. Since you're going to let someone else have the bargain anyway, why not let me have it?"

Wang Yu shamelessly moved closer. At this moment, he had already torn off his dignity and thrown it into the bathroom trash bin. How could he still know what shame was?

"Hehe, Little Wang."

"Don't you know a little too much?"

Although Yang Wu said that, he was going to sell the materials anyway. As long as the other party offered a suitable price.

Selling was selling, no matter who bought it.