Published: February 12, 2025
"Why isn't it enough!?" Alamos seemed like a cat whose tail had been stepped on.
In his view, the value of the White Hole Crystal, even if not the highest, was definitely among the highest.
While the equipment and potions were good, they simply could not compare to the White Hole Crystal, especially those below the golden and purple levels.
He felt that Ye Zhongming was taking advantage of him in this deal.
Ye Zhongming shrugged.
"There's no price bureau now. Since you need something from me, naturally, I can name any price. If we were friends, perhaps we could negotiate, but the fact is, we are not."
Alamos was rendered speechless.
Indeed, he was the one taking the initiative; he had sought Ye Zhongming out for this trade, and the initiative was not in his hands.
Perhaps the White Hole Crystal was as magical as he claimed, but it wasn't something Ye Zhongming desperately needed. Simply put, it was a seller's market now, and the selling price was determined by the seller.
Of course, Alamos could easily refuse this trade; with the gene life behind him, Ye Zhongming wouldn't dare to force his hand.
But! He couldn't.
Knowing his own circumstances, Alamos must obtain these equipment and potions to form a high-level evolver team.
Because... he was homeless!
After crossing the Bering Strait, Alamos went to a base he had established a long time ago, located over seventy kilometers east of the strait.
But upon arrival, he found nothing but a sea of corpses.
There weren't even complete skeletons left.
After examining the area, Alamos determined that it had been attacked at least two months prior.
In the apocalypse, such occurrences were not surprising; a small base with fewer than a hundred people could be easily wiped out by a single eighth-level life form or a medium-sized force.
However, he found a message left by a loyal subordinate in one location.
The message documented that there had been traitors in the organization, and the headquarters and all branch bases had been attacked.
The organization that Alamos had painstakingly built was now occupied by others; his laboratory, his researchers, and his experimental results had all become someone else's.
For someone who had once commanded power on this land, this situation was unbearable.
However, compared to when he left, all factions had made significant progress, while he himself had encountered setbacks after the Ten Thousand Beast Manor and faced difficulties in Eastern Europe and West Asia.
If it weren't for the recent acquisition of the White Hole Crystal and the creation of these mutated lives, he might not even be able to return home.
Alamos lacked the confidence to deal with the invaders who had taken everything from him.
Thus, while contemplating countermeasures, he thought of Ye Zhongming.
During his time in the National District, he had thoroughly studied this strong figure who had made him taste failure, and his understanding of Cloud Summit Villa was even greater than that of many factions in the National District.
When confronted with difficulties, Alamos's first thought was to trade with Cloud Summit.
Because this was the best way for him to quickly regain everything he had lost.
So he couldn't just leave in a fit of anger.
"To be honest, I'm in a hurry to form a battle team, and the gene warriors from the White Hole Crystal are the core. I can't give you more, but I can offer you some other things."
Ye Zhongming nodded, "Let's hear it."
Facing Ye Zhongming's indifferent attitude, Alamos suppressed his inner anger and thought for a moment, pulling something out from his space.
"This is an item I obtained from the Mediterranean coast, called Angry Sea Platform."
In Alamos's hand appeared a transparent box containing something resembling a model of a drilling platform, radiating a blue glow.
"When placed in the sea, it becomes a small platform over ten meters high with a diameter of about twenty meters, possessing various capabilities, such as fish-hunting guns, seductive sound waves, and solid protection.