"Do missions, or... buy them with money?" Lin Ming recalled what Xiao Wuhen had said.
He tried searching the Points Mall for "Federation credit exchange," and sure enough, a subpage popped up displaying the current exchange rate:
1 Peak Point = 10,000 Federation credits.
Moreover, it was one-way. Points could only be exchanged for Federation credits, or certain special resources could be exchanged for points. Federation credits could not be used to purchase points directly.
It seemed points were the real hard currency here. The main way to obtain them was probably by completing the various missions issued by the martial arts hall.
After closing the Points Mall, Lin Ming briefly browsed the [Mission Hall].
The missions came in all varieties, from the simplest, such as "clear low-tier Mutated Beasts from a certain area," to "explore an unknown Wilderness ruin," to "kill designated high-tier wanted criminals or Mutated Beast leaders." There were even large cooperative missions such as "participate in the defense of a base city" and "escort important supplies or personnel."
The difficulty and rewards varied enormously, but without exception, they were all fraught with danger. If he wanted to earn points quickly, he would have to risk his life.
Lin Ming shut off the light screen and put the personal terminal on his wrist. He kept the dark-gold identity badge close to his body. Leaning against the cold wall, he closed his eyes.
Having seen just the tip of the iceberg that was Peak Martial Arts Hall, he now understood even more clearly that between himself and those true geniuses, those heirs carefully cultivated by major powers, there remained a massive gap in resources beyond talent and the system.
Although the Chen Household and the Gao Household had temporarily been suppressed by Xiao Wuhen's domineering presence,