Uchiha Hikaru was not particularly satisfied with Su Mucheng. Even though that capsule had sold for a full billion.
But Su Mucheng was far too calculating. Her desire to become stronger had probably been directed toward the wrong thing.
Of course, anyone with half a brain would know that he had created that capsule. As for directly increasing one's strength a hundredfold, only a small number of people could sense it. Those who were weak could only be suppressed; they had no chance to investigate it properly.
Of course, what could anyone do even if they knew about such a terrifying capsule? At most, they would develop tremendous expectations for it. As for buying one, probably only geniuses from families like these could afford it. How could people who cared deeply about ten million possibly produce a billion?
"Did you buy the capsule you just used from him? If so, I'll buy one too. Let's have a fair duel."
An Ruochen's face was also full of excitement. After sensing the immense power emanating from Su Mucheng, a powerful surge rose in his heart. He wanted that strength too. He wanted to experience what that terrifying power actually felt like.
That longing for strength was something every strong person desired. Of course, it could only be achieved through true pay-to-win.
Families like these would probably choose it, but ordinary people likely would not. After all, their strength was there for all to see. Even if they improved, could they really win?
They were entirely different outcomes, entirely different worlds.
"Hehe, do you think you still have a chance to talk?" Su Mucheng found An Ruochen's appearance laughable. Things had already reached this stage, yet he still wanted to win. He still wanted victory.
Since it had come to this, how could