Published: February 7, 2025
Chapter Title: Tomorrow's Small Outburst, Starting in the Afternoon
Ye Zhongming was naturally the posthumous child Wanderer; he used this identity to execute his plans for entering and exiting the Royal City.
Of course, Ye Zhongming had never given up on the idea of collecting the useless magic crystals here.
Indeed, this trip to the secret realm was fruitful, providing Ye Zhongming with the possibility of breaking free from the shackles of the roulette. Without needing Evolution Potions, he could continue to grow stronger and reach the level of a nine-star evolver, or even... surpass nine stars, accomplishing things that those nine-star experts in his past life had never done.
But before these dreams could become a reality, Ye Zhongming still needed magic crystals. Even if he truly didn't need them in the future, his subordinates would, because Ye Zhongming was temporarily unclear whether others could cultivate the secret methods here. Regardless of whether they could cultivate, bringing these magic crystals back to Earth would bring Ye Zhongming countless benefits.
So, throughout this journey, Ye Zhongming collected these things that were everywhere, often finding a few while walking. Just yesterday, he even picked up an orange magic crystal beneath a huge pile of what seemed to be some unknown monstrous remains.
That was a magic crystal from an eighth-level mutated life form!
How much would one have to pay to acquire such a magic crystal in his past life?
But now, he picked it up casually.
To be honest, when he picked up this eighth-level magic crystal, Ye Zhongming's feelings were quite complex.
Since Afo had only been to the Royal City once in his youth, his map only had a few key point names. Ye Zhongming had to search while he traveled.
Having thought about what identity to use to enter the Royal City, Ye Zhongming relied on the properties of the Source of Endurance and the recovery abilities of the Bloodstained Battle Boots, resting for almost only three hours each day — sleeping for one hour and spending two hours making weapons.
In his expectations, this would be his golden ticket to enter the Royal City.
When he encountered the Sparrow North Tribe, he did not immediately approach them but instead observed and followed a day of falling sand. After confirming they were from the Wenrose Gathering Place, known as one of the portals to the Royal City, he deliberately created an encounter, successfully selling his crafted gray-level feathered arrows and gaining their trust.
Of course, he also gained their magic crystals, although they didn't carry many.
But Ye Zhongming was confident that news would soon spread to the Wenrose Mountain Range, and more tribes would come to exchange for weapons. His identity would become more deeply rooted and unquestioned in such transactions, and his reputation might even reach the Royal City.
While obtaining a large amount of high-grade magic crystals, there was also this benefit, which made Ye Zhongming quite pleased.
The second tribe successfully contacted him in this mood.
Unlike the Sparrow North Tribe, the warriors of this tribe were more skilled with bone spears. Ye Zhongming had prepared some in advance and sold them smoothly after contacting them. However, compared to the feathered arrows, the price of the bone spears doubled, requiring four blue fifth-level magic crystals.
Fifth-level magic crystals were rare on Earth, but in the Blue Secret Realm, after who knows how many years of reproduction, this level of magic crystals was not uncommon.
Unfortunately, that tribe was not very lucky, as the number of magic crystals their members carried was scarce. Most of them were toys collected by one tribesman for his son. But after hearing that they could exchange low-level items just by meeting a quantity requirement, these posthumous children didn’t feel that Ye Zhongming was asking too much. They dug and collected overnight, gathering enough to trade for twenty gray bone spears.
This seemed like just the beginning. Following the last hunting opportunity of the cold season, many tribes of posthumous children passed through the area. Ye Zhongming began a frenzied collection of magic crystals, even taking materials out of his space to make room for high-grade magic crystals.