Increase Foundation

Ever since he learned that the combat power of the two Avengers came from their mechanized suits, Wang Yiyang had set his sights on such technology.

To be able to turn two such young boys into powerful Avengers in one fell swoop—the potency of these mechanized suits went without saying.

As for the Yanhu Sect, their composition was incredibly complex, with influence that could even extend to extraterrestrial forces.

The probability of them being able to source mechanized suits was very high, so he spoke his mind directly.

"Mechanized suits?" The expression on the face of Meat Arhat Peijia instantly stiffened.

"Those aren't things you can just buy with money..." he said with a meaningful look. "Besides, I don't have any complete suits here, though I do have a few component modules. They are all low-level modules, however."

"You know how it is these days; Module Makers are all highly sought after. If they hadn't committed some major offense, why would they be hiding here in our Yanhu Sect?"

"Module Maker..." Wang Yiyang had never heard of this profession. The memory data he inherited was only a simple, broad overview, lacking detailed content.

Therefore, he was unclear about many things.

However, just from the literal meaning, he could tell that this was a profession capable of crafting mechanized modules.

"Low-level modules... which ones do you have? I need some for both offense and defense. How is the pricing calculated?" Wang Yiyang thought for a moment and continued to ask.

"The price is a bit steep. Since our local Yanhu Sect doesn't have a Module Maker, we have to apply to the headquarter's Module Maker on a neighboring planet via communication. Between the back-and-forth, the communication fees and shipping costs are no small sum..." Peijia's eyes crinkled into a smile again.

Whenever business came knocking, his mood would be quite good.

Especially when it was a large deal with a significant sum.

"What about the level of those Avengers? How much would that cost?" Wang Yiyang asked suddenly.

He was certain that the Yanhu Sect knew of the predicament he was facing, and they also knew of the Avengers' formidable combat record.

So, he didn't beat around the bush and asked directly.

"This much." Peijia held up five fingers and chuckled.

"Five hundred million?!" Wang Yiyang's expression shifted slightly.

"Five billion," Peijia corrected him.

"...I think I'll stick to the component modules... Can you provide a list? Which modules can be customized?" Wang Yiyang's face twitched as he continued to ask.

"Of course. I love working with straightforward people like Director Wang." Peijia waved a hand, and a seductive waitress immediately stepped up to his side, carefully placing the tray in her hands in front of Wang Yiyang.

On the tray sat a flickering electronic browser.

Wang Yiyang took the browser and opened the screen; there were only a few options available.

'White Light No. 139: Ranged Attack Module.'

'Four-Winged Bird Gen 3: Force Field Defense Shield Module.'

'Basic Ejection: Mobility Module.'

'Basic Bulletproof: Defense Module.'

'Basic Pacemaker: Enhancement Module.'

Wang Yiyang looked at the prices listed behind them. Even the cheapest one cost tens of millions...

His previous savings had been just over two hundred million, and after a series of large expenditures, he only had forty-odd million left in his account.

Although many things could be reimbursed through company accounts, that was in the past; the current Board of Directors chairman, Xiwan, would absolutely not reimburse him so easily.

"How is it?" Peijia asked with a smile.

"...Just these few... it's meaningless." Wang Yiyang struggled to control his twitching expression and set the browser down as if nothing were wrong.

"Forget it. Tell me, how much support can you actually provide me?" he pressed.

He didn't know how many crippled Limit Martial Artist individuals the Yanhu Sect had, but these Limit Martial Artist individuals, or even general key talents, could all use the Bio-Mechanization Source Silver technology to repair their bodies.

The cost of Source Silver was not high; a large batch only cost a few tens of thousands.

In this way, Wang Yiyang would effectively possess a steady, continuous means of making money.

Peijia clearly realized this as well.

He pondered for a moment.

"I can't speak for the rest of the Yanhu Sect, but for my direct subordinates, how about we set the price for organ and limb repair at the market rate?"

"Agreed." Wang Yiyang nodded. At market rates, reattaching a hand cost about three million. And that was just at a regular hospital.

Three million per person, and they could quickly recover to a state stronger than before; no matter how you calculated it, the Yanhu Sect was profiting. And that didn't even include the subsequent maintenance fees.

Of course, Wang Yiyang didn't care about these costs. If they had no money, they could pay with their lives. Ten years of service to him could be exchanged for one disability repair surgery.

After all, Sect Master Peijia was only willing to pay for his own direct troops, not the others. When the time came, he could fully use loyalty to himself as a condition to trade with other talents.

The Yanhu Sect was a vast and loose organization; just because one squeezed into it didn't mean they had to listen to Peijia.

Many elite talents could join or leave at any time. This place was merely a platform equivalent to a chaotic black market.

After discussing the details carefully with Peijia, Wang Yiyang left the Yanhu Sect about half an hour later, feeling satisfied.

Accompanying him as he left was the Black Tooth Tiger Squad, dispatched by Peijia.

The Black Tooth Tiger Squad consisted of thirty members, half of whom were martial artists, while the other half were elite specialists.

Among them were long-range snipers, demolition experts, defense system designers, hackers, and cryptographers.

They covered almost every elite field of security, making them the most formidable protective unit under Peijia.

With the Black Tooth Tiger Squad as his escort, Wang Yiyang's personal strength had increased once more.

His objective for this trip had been briefly achieved.

Additionally, while he hadn't purchased any modules during this visit to the Yanhu Sect, Wang Yiyang had bought a pile of ordinary mechanical components and various implantable mechanical instruments that fell below the module grade.

Since these items were not modular, they lacked high compatibility once implanted into the human body; the mechanic remained a mechanic, and the human remained a human, resulting in poor control.

At most, they were equivalent to external attachments.

However, Wang Yiyang possessed Source Silver, and he wanted to experiment to see what results he could obtain if he used Source Silver to "flesh-ify" these ordinary implantable instruments.

Just as Wang Yiyang was frantically enhancing his own strength, Kong Ping and Gu Fu, who were Avengers, were picking up their other two partners from the outskirts of the city.

In truth, there were four Avengers in total, not just the two of them.

The Avengers consisted of four people.

However, the other two did not have implantable suits, only other types of modules. Furthermore, they were talented in different areas.

Therefore, even though these two additional members had weak combat power, they were far more helpful to Kong Ping and his companion than anyone else.

Screech.

Gu Fu slammed on the brakes, parking the dilapidated second-hand van in front of the new residential complex Wang Yiyang had arranged for them.

"We're here, everyone out. This is our new residence for the time being."

He turned his head and smiled at the three people behind him.

"We're living here?! Gu Fu, you aren't joking, are you?" The two boys in the back seat looked at the rows of detached villas outside the car window with expressions of disbelief.

They looked at the security guards at the gate, the luxury cars driving in and out, and the rows of beautifully decorated white villas inside.

The three paupers in the back of the van fell into a sudden silence.

"I... I don't know either, but the address on the phone is definitely here... that's right." Gu Fu gave a dry laugh.

"How much is it per day? We don't have much money left; can we afford to stay here?" his companion in the back asked in a low voice.

Aside from Kong Ping, the other two companions were named He Yuntao and Han Feng. Both were survivors who had crawled out of that Abyss with them.

Along the way, they had slept in the open and lived frugally, once staying in the wilderness to save a few hundred credits on lodging, and washing dishes to pay for an eighty-credit fried chicken combo.

For the sake of revenge, they had neither the time nor the energy to work long-term, forcing them to stay in the worst hostels. Because they lacked identification, they could only work under the table for low wages.

But now...

"I'm not sure... but they said before that it wouldn't cost anything..." Gu Fu felt a bit nervous as well.

He and Kong Ping led their two companions out of the car, and someone was already waiting for them at the entrance of the villa complex.

Two soldiers under Jian had changed into plain clothes and took the initiative to greet them.

"Mr. Gu? You've finally arrived. The rooms have been cleaned and are ready for move-in. All daily necessities have been fully stocked," a man with a small mustache said with a smile.

"Uh... was all this... arranged by Minister Wang?" Gu Fu asked, lowering his voice.

Compared to the residents coming and going, their attire looked particularly conspicuous.

The jackets that hadn't felt like much before now looked dirty and shabby by comparison.

If it were just the gazes of other men, it might have been fine, but the disdainful glances from several beautiful young women passing by caused the four innocent young men to blush instantly.

"Yes, Villa No. 11 here is specifically allocated for your stay. Additionally, we will provide a mechanic to come by and maintain your suit modules," the man with the mustache explained with a smile.

"Uh... lead the way, then," Gu Fu said, glancing at the silent Kong Ping.

"Very well, please follow me." The man with the mustache led the four of them to a small side gate, where he registered their fingerprints one by one. They then entered, turned left, and after walking only a short distance, arrived at the assigned villa.

The man with the mustache didn't waste any more words and prepared to turn and leave after showing them the way.

"Please wait a moment. Could you help us purchase some energy blocks?" Gu Fu asked, hurriedly calling out to him as he saw him about to leave.

The man with the mustache smiled.

"How many do you need?"

"Uh... twelve third-grade energy blocks. Three for each of us!" Gu Fu calculated the fifty thousand credits they had left and gritted his teeth.

The energy consumption required by the mechanical suits was immense, so they never used their module functions unless absolutely necessary.

The lowest grade of energy block they could use was third-grade, and the price was quite expensive.

That was why they had been so frugal along the way—to ensure the majority of their funds went toward energy maintenance.

"Third-grade energy blocks? Please wait a moment." The man nodded and quickly turned to leave.

The four of them entered the house with the keys left by the man. As soon as they stepped inside, He Yuntao couldn't help but gasp.

"It's so big!" Standing at the entrance, he could see that the entire first floor of the villa was at least three hundred square meters.

This place didn't look like a house for living; it looked more like a small exhibition hall. The walls were covered with various oil paintings and ink wash paintings.