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Chapter 131: 200 Million Spirit Points! It’s My Turn Next! (1)
Translator: End less Fantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation
Swoosh!
Wang Chen rushed in front of him like lightning and slapped Saxin’s chest, sending him flying.
Saxin fell heavily on the ground, creating a huge crater. As if he had been hit by a hammer, he was turned into a meat patty.
“Everyone, whoever dares to attack on the island again will be made an example!” Wang Chen coldly said.
Such a terrifying scene caused all the Descenders to feel apprehensive.
Soon after that, Wang Chen’s expression became gentle again. He looked at the
Lizardman and said, “Well, which battleship do you want?”
“I want…the Northwind!” Phil said nervously.
Wang Chen had killed Saxin in such a brutal manner, which made him doubt whether Wang Chen would keep his promise.
However, he still wanted to take a gamble and chose the best ship, the Northwind.
“Then, he’s yours!” Wang Chen said as he tossed the key to the Northwind to Phil.
It was as if he had thrown out a candy without any attachment.
“He actually gave it to me!”
The Descenders looked at Phil enviously. That was a battleship worth tens of millions of Spirit Points, and he only needed to provide some information to get it!
“Everyone, unless Mr. Phil takes the initiative to sell it, you must not have any thoughts about the Northwind. Do you understand what I mean?” Wang Chen emphasized again.
Tens of millions of Spirit Points could easily drive people crazy. Fortunately, he was strong enough to make these people have some scruples.
“It’s getting late,” Wang Chen said. “Friends who are interested in other battleships can follow me to Silverhorn. You’re welcome to bid.”
After saying that, Wang Chen nodded at everyone and turned to leave.
The Descenders who were ready to bid immediately followed.
After everyone left, the Lizardmen of the Blackclaw Clan gathered together. They looked at Saxin’s corpse which had turned into a meat patty, and their expressions turned ugly.
“Claude should have received the news. We will quietly wait for the leader to return. The Blackclaw Clan’s assets can’t be taken away so easily,” a Lizardman said fiercely.
“But can Claude really win? This guy called Wang Chen could withstand the main cannon of Silverhorn!” the other Lizardman said suspiciously.
“Although his physical body is strong, his spirit might not be. As long as Claude takes the initiative, he will have a chance. Keep an eye on that traitor, Phil. He’s a good bait,” the Lizardman said firmly.
Hundreds of Descenders gathered on the deck of the Silverhorn.
In addition to the Lizardmen, the Katjans and the Blue Star Descenders also came. After all, they knew very well that if they wanted to go out to sea to hunt monsters, they would need battleships.
Compared to trying their luck at the roulette, Wang Chen was undoubtedly a better choice.
Wang Chen didn’t do it personally and handed the auction over to Balean instead.
Balean shouted, “Everyone, welcome. Now, let us begin the bidding for the first battleship.
“A Rank 4 battleship, the Golden Flower. This battleship has powerful mobility and defense. It’s like an ocean fortress.
“The starting price is eight million Spirit Points. Each increment must not be lower than a hundred thousand Spirit Points.”
Balean’s voice faded.
A fat Lizardman shouted, “Nine million!”
“Wayne from Red Tooth has bid nine million. Are there any new bids?”
“This is a powerful battleship worth tens of millions of Spirit Points!”
Immediately, someone raised the price. “Ten million!”
“10.5 million!”
“10.6 million!”
The auction price continued to rise.
In the end, the battleship was sold for 15.8 million.
An hour later, all the battleships were sold.
The Katjans and the humans each took a battleship of slightly inferior quality.
In the end, Wang Chen had earned more than 200 million Spirit Points. Now, his total amount of Spirit Points reached more than 240 million.
The Blackclaw Clan’s hard work over the years all went to him.
After settling the matters on Coral Island, Wang Chen decided to go out to sea tomorrow and start his hunting plan. He planned to travel alone.
After all, the battleships produced by the system were extremely powerful and could sail automatically.
On Coral Island, a huge Doomsday Roulette stood in the middle of the island.
Wang Chen’s arrival immediately attracted the attention of the Descenders nearby. Those Descenders who were about to use the Doomsday Roulette all made way.
[Rank 4 Equipment Roulette]
Wang Chen glanced at the items on the roulette. Most of them were items needed to survive on the sea.
However, he came here for only one thing: the Conch Trap.
Every time he spun the Rank 4 roulette, he needed 100,000 Spirit Points.
Wang Chen had more than 200 million Spirit Points, so he wasn’t worried about not being able to get the Conch Trap.
After spending more than 40 million Spirit Points, Wang Chen successfully obtained more than 400 Conch Traps. Only then did he stop and leave under the dumbfounded gazes of everyone.
At midnight, a miniature submarine that was more than ten meters long quietly approached Coral Island.
Then, the Lizardmen carefully landed on the shore.
“Damn it, that guy is really a monster. I almost can’t recognize this place!” a Lizardman said in a low voice.
Coral Island was now completely different from what he remembered.
“Haven’t we killed enough monsters?” a strong Lizardman said coldly. He wasn’t tall and sturdy, but his eyes were as sharp as knives, making people afraid to look him in the eye.
He was Claude, the leader of the Blackclaw Clan..