Apocalypse : Super Copy System 超级复制系统 11 - 25

 Apocalypse : Super Copy System Chapter 11

บทที่ 11: กำไรมหาศาล

ฟางฉาง ได้รับเงินเดือน 20,000 หยวนต่อเดือน แต่การซื้อ ยาเพิ่มพลังชีวิต เพียงขวดเดียว มีราคาถึง 200,000 หยวน นั่นหมายความว่าต้องทำงานถึง 10 เดือน โดยไม่กินไม่ดื่มตลอดช่วงเวลานั้น

อย่างไรก็ตาม ผลของมันก็ทรงพลังมากเช่นกัน แม้ว่านี่จะเป็น ยาฟื้นฟู ระดับต่ำสุด แต่ตราบใดที่กระดูกและกล้ามเนื้อไม่ได้รับความเสียหาย มันก็จะฟื้นตัวเต็มที่ภายใน 12 ชั่วโมง ซึ่งนับว่าน่าอัศจรรย์มาก

แน่นอนว่ายังมี น้ำยาฟื้นฟู พลังชีวิตที่ทรงพลังกว่านี้อีก ตราบใดที่คุณมีเงินพอ น้ำยาฟื้นฟู พลังชีวิตที่ทรงพลังที่สุด สามารถรักษาบาดแผลของคุณได้ทันที ด้วยความเร็วที่มองเห็นได้ด้วยตาเปล่า

"พี่ชาย ดูเหมือนว่าท่านจะได้รับบาดเจ็บจากข้างนอก ผมเห็นว่ามันไม่ได้โดนกระดูกหรือกล้ามเนื้อ ท่านอยากซื้อ ยาฟื้นพลังไหม ? ผมขายในราคาถูก"

ขณะที่ ฟางฉาง กำลังอธิบายให้ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ฟัง ชายคนหนึ่งที่มีคางแหลมและใบหน้าคล้ายลิงก็หยิบขวดน้ำยาออกมา ขวดนั้นดูคล้ายกับน้ำยาบนโลกมนุษย์ แต่มีสีออกฟ้าเล็กน้อย

บี๊บ... พบ ยาปรุงระดับ 1 ระดับต่ำ ... ต้องการคัดลอกหรือไม่?

ค่าใช้จ่ายในการทำสำเนา: 15,000 หยวน

พบ สูตรปรุงยาเกรด 1 ... ต้องการคัดลอกหรือไม่?

ค่าใช้จ่ายในการทำสำเนา: 150,000 หยวน

ตอนนี้ถึงคราวที่ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ต้องอ้าปากค้างบ้าง เขายืนนิ่งงันอยู่ตรงนั้น ระบบ นี้ มันเหนือ ความคาดหมายจริงๆ การคัดลอกยาของคนอื่นก็เรื่องหนึ่ง แต่การคัดลอกแม้กระทั่งสูตรยา หลิวเจิ้นฮวา มั่นใจว่าทั้ง ฟางฉาง และคนขายคงไม่มีสูตรยาติดตัว ระบบนี้ จะสามารถ ถอดรหัสสูตรยาได้เองหรือ?

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา กลืนน้ำลายอย่างยากลำบาก ของชิ้นนี้ราคาขวดละ 200,000 หยวน แต่ถ้าทำเองแค่ขวดเดียวต้นทุนแค่ 15,000 หยวนเท่านั้น กำไรกว่าสิบเท่า! แต่ตอนนี้เขาไม่มีเงิน ทำได้แค่เฝ้ามอง น้ำลายไหลเลยทีเดียว

"คุณมีสายตาที่ดีมากเลยนะน้องชาย 180,000 งั้นก็แล้วกัน ในเมื่อคุณได้รับบาดเจ็บขณะลาดตระเวน ฉันจะถือว่านั่นเป็นคุณูปการต่อมวลมนุษยชาติ"

ชายหน้าลิงวางยาลงใน มือของ ฟางฉาง และรอให้เขาโอนเงิน ยานี้ถูกกว่าราคาทางการถึง 20,000 หยวน ซึ่งเป็นเหตุผลที่ผู้คนไม่ค่อยอยากไปซื้อที่สถานที่ทางการ เพราะมันช่วยประหยัดเงินได้ถึงหนึ่งเดือน!

เมื่อการซื้อขายเสร็จสิ้น หลิว เจิ้นฮวา จึงเดินไปดู ขวดเล็กๆ แค่นี้มีราคาถึง 180,000 หยวน แพงจริงๆ

"คุณจ่ายเองทั้งหมดเลยเหรอ? จุดรวมพล ไม่ได้ ให้เงินอุดหนุนบ้างเหรอ?"

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา พูดด้วยความสงสัยเล็กน้อย อย่างไรก็ตาม นี่เป็นการบาดเจ็บที่เกิดขึ้นขณะปฏิบัติหน้าที่ จุดรวมพล จะ ไม่ทำอะไรเลยหรือ? ถ้าเป็นเช่นนั้นก็ใจร้ายเกินไป!

"เจ้าหนูคิดอะไรอยู่เนี่ย? ตามกฎของเผ่าพันธุ์มนุษย์แล้ว ถ้าเจ้าได้รับบาดเจ็บก็ย่อมมีเงินช่วยเหลือ แต่กฎก็เป็นเรื่องหนึ่ง ความเป็นจริงเป็นอีกเรื่องหนึ่ง ดู จุดรวมพล ของเรา สิ เรายากจนขนาดที่ต้องขายกางเกงอยู่แล้วเนี่ยนะ พวกเขาจะให้เงินชดเชยเจ้าได้เท่าไหร่กัน? ใน จุดรวมพล ที่ร่ำรวยกว่าบางแห่ง พวกเขาไม่เพียงแต่ให้เงินชดเชยเต็มจำนวน แต่ยังให้โบนัสอีกด้วย อย่างไรก็ตาม ข้ายังหวังว่าเจ้าจะอยู่ต่อและใช้กำลังของเจ้าปกป้อง จุดรวมพล ของเรา "

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา จะต้องเจอกับเรื่องนี้ไม่ช้าก็เร็ว ดังนั้น ฟางฉาง จึงบอกเขาไว้ล่วงหน้า จุดรวมพล ของพวกเขา เคยผลิต ผู้เชี่ยวชาญ มามากมาย ในอดีต แต่คนเหล่านั้นก็ทยอยจากไป เพราะผลประโยชน์ที่นี่น้อยเกินไป คนอย่าง ฟางฉาง จึงเป็นเพียงส่วนน้อย

นอกจากนี้ ฟางฉาง ยังต้องการเปลี่ยน ความคิดของ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ในเวลานี้ด้วย หากทุกคนออกจาก จุดรวมพลไป หลังจากแข็งแกร่งแล้ว จุดรวมพล เล็กๆ เช่นนี้จะ มีหวังอะไรได้?

"ดู ผู้ควบคุม ของเรา สิ เขาเป็น นักรบ อยู่แล้ว และมีประสบการณ์การต่อสู้มากมาย ถ้าเขาออกไปหาเลี้ยงชีพ เขาคงมีทรัพย์สินหลายร้อยล้านไปแล้ว แต่ ผู้ควบคุม ยังคงใช้ชีวิตอย่างยากจนอยู่ที่นี่ ทั้งหมดก็เพื่อ จุดรวมพล ของเรา นี่คือชีวิตของเขาและลูกชายของเขา"

ฟางฉาง พูดอย่างหมดหนทางเล็กน้อยว่า “ ผู้ควบคุม ต้องเป็น นักรบ ถ้า เว่ยซง จากไป จุดรวมพล ของเรา จะต้องถูกยุบและผนวกเข้ากับ จุดรวมพล อื่นๆ รอบข้าง เมื่อถูกผนวกแล้ว คุณก็จะเป็นพลเมืองชั้นสองที่นั่น ถูกบังคับให้ทำทุกอย่างที่พวกเขาสั่ง และมีโอกาสสูงที่จะถูกส่งออกไปนอกเมืองเพื่อเป็นเหยื่อกระสุน”

หลิว เจิ้นฮวา พยักหน้า แสดงว่าเขาเข้าใจแล้ว

ชายทั้งสองนี้ทำให้เขาตกใจ โดยเฉพาะอย่างยิ่งนิสัยใจคอของพวกเขา หลิวเจิ้นฮวา หวนนึกถึงวัยเด็ก เมื่อพ่อของเขาเสียชีวิต ครอบครัวก็ไม่มีอะไรทำเลี้ยงชีพ และ จุดรวมพลแห่ง นี้เองที่คอยช่วยเหลือพวกเขา ทำให้พวกเขารอดชีวิตมาได้ ดังนั้น หลิวเจิ้นฮวา จึงตั้งใจไว้ในใจว่าจะไม่จาก จุดรวมพล แห่งนี้ไป เด็ดขาด

ฟางฉาง ตบ แขน หลิวเจิ้นฮวา เบาๆ แล้วเดินกลับบ้านพร้อม ยาฟื้นพลัง เวลาของเขากระชั้นชิดมาก เขาต้องดื่ม ยาฟื้นพลัง ทันทีที่กลับถึงบ้าน มิฉะนั้นจะมีปัญหาในครั้งต่อไปที่เขาไปทำงาน

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา เฝ้ามองชายคนนั้นจากไปอย่างอาลัยอาวรณ์ ราวกับว่าเขากำลังแบกทองคำกองโตไป แต่โชคร้ายที่เขาไม่มีเงินติดตัวเลย!

" พี่หัวล้าน มาดูนี่หน่อยสิ ลูกเขยไร้ประโยชน์ของฉันตายแน่แล้ว นี่ลูกสาวฉันเอง ถึงแม้เธอจะอายุแค่สามสิบต้นๆ แต่เธอก็เป็นสาวสวยที่มีชื่อเสียงไปทั่ว"

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา เพิ่งจะรู้สึกถึงความอบอุ่นของ จุดรวมพลัง มนุษย์ เขาก็ได้เห็นด้านมืดของครอบครัวหนึ่ง ชายวัยห้าสิบกว่าปีกำลังชี้ไปที่ภรรยาของเขา ราวกับพยายามจะขายลูกสาว ถ้าเป็นคนอื่น หลิวเจิ้นฮวา คงไม่เข้าไปยุ่ง แต่ถ้าคุณพยายามจะขายภรรยาของผม เราคงต้องคุยกันอย่างจริงจัง

ใครคือลูกเขยที่ไม่เอาไหน? เขาพูดถึงฉันไม่ใช่เหรอ? ฉันยืนอยู่ตรงนี้ แต่ไอ้แก่คนนี้บอกว่าฉันตายไปแล้ว คุณนี่ปากมากจริงๆ!

"พ่อคะ อย่าพูดเรื่องไร้สาระ นี่คือลูกน้องของฉัน เขาปลอดภัยดี และต่อให้เขาไม่รอด ฉันก็จะไม่ยุ่งเกี่ยวกับคุณอีกต่อไปแล้ว"

จางจิง รีบไปยืนข้าง หลิวเจิ้นฮวา เกรงว่าเขาจะเข้าใจสถานการณ์ผิดไป

ปรากฏว่า พ่อของ จางจิง ไม่ใช่คนดีเลย เขาเป็นพวกชอบกิน ดื่ม เที่ยวผู้หญิง และเล่นการพนัน หลังจากที่ สามีของ จางจิง "ตาย" ไปแล้ว เธอก็ไม่ได้วางแผนจะแต่งงานใหม่ แต่ใครจะรู้ว่าชายชราคนนี้เอาเงินทั้งหมดไปจัด งานแต่งงานให้พี่ชายของ จางจิง หมดแล้ว ดังนั้น จางจิง จึงไม่มีทางเลือกอื่นนอกจากต้องแต่งงานใหม่

ไม่ว่าจะถูกเกลี้ยกล่อมมากแค่ไหน จางจิง ก็ปฏิเสธที่จะแต่งงานใหม่ แต่เมื่อเธอเลือก เจ้าหน้าที่ลาดตระเวน หนุ่ม แล้ว ความคิดของชายชราก็เริ่มทำงานอีกครั้ง ตราบใดที่ เจ้าหน้าที่ลาดตระเวน หนุ่ม ออกไปปฏิบัติหน้าที่ อัตราการเสียชีวิตก็สูงถึง 60% ลูกเขยที่เขาไม่เคยพบหน้ามาก่อน ย่อมไม่กลับมาอย่างแน่นอน ดังนั้นชายชราจึงวางแผนให้ลูกสาวแต่งงานใหม่เพื่อจะได้เก็บสินสอดอีกครั้ง

"เขากลับมาแล้วเหรอ?"

การได้ยินว่าญาติกลับมาควรจะเป็นเรื่องน่ายินดี แต่ พ่อของ จางจิง กลับดูไม่สบายใจ นี่ไม่ใช่การรบกวนการหาเงินของเขาหรือ? ยิ่งไปกว่านั้น พี่ใหญ่หัวล้านคน นี้ ไม่ใช่คนธรรมดา เขาเป็นหัวหน้าแก๊งอันธพาลชื่อดังในท้องถิ่น การไปทำให้เขาขุ่นเคืองไม่ใช่เรื่องเล็กน้อยเลย เขาไม่รู้เลยว่าคนที่ควรระวังตัวที่สุดก็คือลูกเขยของเขานั่นเอง

บทที่ 12: การหลอกลวงเอาเงินจากคุณ

"เขากลับมาแล้ว เรื่องใหญ่ตรงไหน พวกเธอสองคนยังไม่ได้แต่งงานกันเลยด้วยซ้ำ อย่าคิดว่าฉันไม่รู้เรื่องนะ เขาถูก ทีมลาดตระเวน จับตัวไป ในคืนแต่งงานของพวกเธอ แค่คืนของขวัญหมั้นให้เขาไปเถอะ พี่หัวล้าน ยินดีให้เรา 100,000 เหรียญ"

พ่อของ จางจิง ส่ายหัว เขาเอาเงินไปแล้วจะถอนตัวได้อย่างไร? ยิ่งกว่านั้น พวกนี้ก็หมายปองลูกสาวของเขา ถ้าเขาคิดจะคืนเงินจริงๆ พวกมันคงจะทำร้ายเขาจนบาดเจ็บสาหัส พวกนี้ใจร้ายจริงๆ

"พ่อคะ พ่อพูดอะไรนะ!"

จางจิง กังวลใจจนแทบจะร้องไห้ แต่ที่แปลกคือ หลังจาก หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ตบมือเธอเบาๆ เธอกลับรู้สึกสงบลง นานแล้วที่เธอไม่ได้รู้สึกปลอดภัยจากสามีแบบนี้ แต่สามีของเธอยังหนุ่มอยู่แค่สิบหกปี เขาทำได้อย่างไรกันนะ?

"เด็กน้อย เจ้าคงเป็นสามีของนางที่ยังไม่ตายสินะ อย่าเสียเวลาเลย รีบเซ็นสัญญาหย่ากับนางไปซะ ฉันรู้ว่าเจ้าให้เงินค่าหมั้นไป 30,000 บาท ตอนนี้ฉันจะให้เจ้า 60,000 บาทเลย เพื่อให้เจ้าไปหาคนที่ดีกว่า อย่าปฏิเสธข้อเสนอที่สุภาพ แล้วต้องมาเจอข้อเสนอที่แย่กว่านี้อีก"

ชายหัวล้านวัยห้าสิบกว่าปีเดินออกมา พ่อของ จางจิง เรียกเขาว่า "พี่ชาย" ทั้งๆ ที่เขาอายุมากแล้ว

ชายชราคนนี้มีงานอดิเรกอย่างหนึ่ง คือเขาชอบผู้หญิงวัยกลางคนอายุประมาณสามสิบกว่าๆ เขาหมายตา จางจิง มานานแล้ว แต่เธอขู่จะฆ่าตัวตาย เขาเลยไม่กล้าลงมือ ตอนนี้เธอแต่งงานแล้ว เขาจึงต้องลงมือทำอะไรสักอย่าง ในเมื่อพ่อของเธอเอาเงินของเขาไป เธอก็ต้องไปกับเขาด้วย ส่วนสามีของเธอที่เป็น ตำรวจลาดตระเวน นั้น เขาไม่คิดจะสนใจเลยสักนิด เพราะเขาเคยได้ยินมาว่าหมอนั่นเป็น คนไร้ ค่า

เหตุผลที่เขาเจรจาอย่างสุภาพกับ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา เป็นเพราะกฎของเผ่าพันธุ์มนุษย์ เพื่อปกป้อง สมาชิกหน่วยลาดตระเวน หากใครกล้ามาทำร้ายภรรยาของพวกเขา เรื่องนี้ไม่ใช่เรื่องเล็กน้อยเลย มันจะทำให้เขาเดือดร้อนมาก

"แค่นั้นไม่ได้ 60,000 น้อยเกินไป ต้องมีอย่างน้อย 100,000"

คำพูดของ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ทำให้ทุกคนตกตะลึง โดยเฉพาะแม่ของ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา อยากจะเข้าไปตบหน้าเขาเหลือเกิน

จางจิง ปล่อยมือของ หลิวเจิ้นฮ วาอย่างเหม่อ ลอย สามีของเธอเป็นอะไรไป? เปลี่ยนท่าทีในพริบตา... แม้แต่ หัวล้าน ยังรู้สึกแปลกใจ นี่ไม่ใช่สิ่งที่ควรจะเป็น เด็กคนนี้ควรจะร้องไห้และตะโกนพร้อมที่จะต่อสู้เพื่อเอาชีวิตรอดไม่ใช่เหรอ? ทำไมเขาถึงต่อรองราคา? อย่างไรก็ตาม หัวล้าน ก็ยิ้มออกมาในไม่ช้า มันเป็นเพราะเรื่องเงินนั่นเอง สำหรับ หัวล้าน แล้ว 60,000 กับ 100,000 หยวนก็ไม่ต่างกันมาก เขาสามารถจ่ายได้

"ฉันจะตีแกให้ตาย ไอ้เด็กเหลือขอ! ชะตากรรมของแกยังไม่เป็นที่รู้แน่ชัดในขณะที่ฉันกับเมียแกอยู่บ้านร้องไห้เสียใจ และพอแกกลับมา แกยังอยากจะขายเมียแกอีกเหรอ? คอยดูสิว่าฉันจะไม่ตีแกให้ตาย!"

ก่อนที่ใครจะทันได้ตอบโต้ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ถูกแม่ของเขาตีเข้าที่ท้องแล้ว ทั้งสองคนสร้างเรื่องวุ่นวายไม่น้อยเลยทีเดียว

"เดี๋ยวก่อนทุกคน ดูดีๆ ผมโอนเงิน 100,000 ให้พวกคุณไปแล้ว ผมจะพาผู้หญิงคนนี้ไปด้วย"

หัวล้าน ไม่มีเวลาดูแม่ลูกทะเลาะกัน จึงสั่งให้คนมาแยกทั้งสองออกจากกัน แล้วโอนเงิน 100,000 หยวนให้ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ในทันที

"ฉันยอมตายดีกว่าไปกับคุณ..."

จางจิง รู้ดีว่า ไอ้หัวล้าน นั่นเป็น คนแบบไหน เขาเป็นพวกวิตถารชื่อดัง ถ้าเธอตกอยู่ในเงื้อมมือของเขา อะไรๆ ก็คงไม่ดีขึ้น เธอเกือบจะกัดลิ้นตัวเองเพื่อฆ่าตัวตายอยู่แล้ว แต่ทันใดนั้นก็รู้สึกว่ามีมืออุ่นๆ มาจับที่คางของเธอ

"ภรรยา คุณกำลังทำอะไรอยู่? นี่ไม่ใช่เพื่อนสนิทของพ่อตาผมเหรอ? เขาตั้งใจนำเงิน 100,000 บาทมาให้เราเป็นของขวัญแสดงความยินดี คุณทำแบบนี้ได้อย่างไร?"

คำพูดของ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ทำให้ทุกคนตกตะลึง แต่ หัวล้าน ก็รู้ตัวได้ทันทีว่าเกิดอะไรขึ้น เด็กคนนี้กำลังเล่นตลกกับเขา หลอกเอาเงิน 100,000 หยวนต่อหน้าคนมากมาย ถ้าเขาเป็นคนธรรมดา เขาอาจจะโดนหลอกจริงๆ แต่เขาเป็นคนธรรมดาหรือ? เขาเป็นคนที่หาเลี้ยงชีพด้วยคมดาบ เขาจะถูกหลอกได้จริงๆหรือ?

"เจ้าหนู กล้ามากที่เล่นไพ่แบบนี้กับฉัน ไม่เลวเลย!"

หัวล้าน โกรธจนหัวเราะออกมา เขาเชี่ยวชาญเรื่องแบบนี้มานานแล้ว แต่วันนี้เขากลับถูกหลอก

เหตุผลที่ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ทำแบบนี้ก็เพราะเขาไม่มีเงิน ในเมื่อคนพวกนี้ก็ไม่ได้ดีอะไรอยู่แล้ว การจะหลอกเอาเงินพวกเขาสัก 100,000 หยวนจะไปกลัวอะไร การปล้นโดยตรงก็ไม่ใช่เรื่องที่เป็นไปไม่ได้เช่นกัน แต่ที่นี่มีกล้องวงจรปิดนี่นา

"ฉันเรียนรู้ทุกอย่างจากคุณ ถ้าคุณไม่พอใจ เราไปหาที่สนุกกันดีกว่า ถ้าคุณทำได้ ก็เอาเงินคืนไป ถ้าฉันทำได้ เงินก็ยังเป็นของฉัน"

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา พูดอย่างร่าเริง เขาไม่ได้จริงจังกับพวกนี้เลยสักนิด ถึงแม้พวกเขาจะดูน่าเกรงขามในสายตาคนทั่วไป แต่สำหรับเขาแล้ว พวกเขาไม่มีอะไรเลย

"เจ้าช่างหยิ่งยโสเสียจริง อย่าคิดว่าตัวเองเป็นวีรบุรุษเพียงเพราะออกลาดตระเวนแค่ครั้งเดียว ถ้าอย่างนั้นเจ้ากล้าดียังไงถึงตามข้าเข้าไปในตรอกนั่น? เจ้าต้องการเงิน 100,000 และข้าก็ให้เจ้าไปแล้ว ข้าปฏิบัติตาม กฎของ เจียงหู อย่างเคร่งครัด ในเมื่อเจ้ากำลังเล่นกล งั้นมาดูกันว่าใครมีหมัดที่แข็งแรงกว่ากัน ข้าจะให้เจ้าเลือก: รับเงิน 100,000 แล้วไปซะ ทิ้งผู้หญิงคนนั้นไว้ข้างหลัง แล้วข้าจะไม่ถือโทษโกรธเจ้าเรื่องนี้"

ดวงตาของ ชายหัวล้าน เป็นประกาย ความจริงแล้วเขาไม่ได้ใจกว้างขนาดนั้น เขาแค่รอให้ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา และ จางจิง แยกจากกัน จากนั้นเขาจะให้คนของเขาลักพาตัวจางจิง ไป ทุบตี หลิวเจิ้นฮวา จนปางตาย และเอาเงิน 100,000 เหรียญคืนไป ปล่อยให้ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ไม่มีอะไรเหลือเลย

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ส่งยิ้มให้เขา แล้วพาแม่และภรรยาเดินเข้าไปในตรอก เมื่อเทียบกับเขาแล้ว คนพวกนี้มีพลังต่อสู้แค่หนึ่งในยี่สิบของ มดดำด้วยซ้ำไป หรือ?

แม่ของเขาอยากจะแจ้งความกับ เจ้าหน้าที่ แต่ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ห้ามไว้ทันที นี่เป็นเวลาที่เหมาะสมหรือเปล่า? ถ้าเจ้าหน้าที่มา เขาจะหลอกเอาเงินจากพวกเขาได้อีกอย่างไร?

หลังจากทุกคนเข้าไปข้างในแล้ว ก็มีเสียงดังโครมครามดังมาจากข้างใน ห้านาทีต่อมา หลิว เจิ้นฮวา ก็ออกมาด้วยท่าทางร่าเริง นอกจากเงิน 100,000 หยวนที่เขาโกงไปก่อนหน้านี้แล้ว เขายังพบเงินอีก 100,000 หยวนในตัวชายเหล่านั้น เห็นได้ชัดว่าเป็นดอกเบี้ยที่พวกเขาเพิ่งเก็บไป ดังนั้นเขาจึงไม่มีทางเลือกอื่นนอกจากต้องยึดมันไว้

แม่และภรรยาของเขามอง หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ด้วยความตกใจ เขาไม่ควรจะเป็นคนไร้ฝีมือหรือ? นี่มันยังเป็นลูกชายและสามีของพวกเธออยู่หรือ? เขาแข็งแกร่งขึ้นได้อย่างไรหลังจากออกไปข้างนอกเพียงครั้งเดียว? แม่ของเขานึกย้อนไปถึงตอนที่เขาต่อยห นิวเอ๋อร์ —ลูกชายของเธอได้รับ การปลุกพลัง แล้วจริงๆ หรือ ? ชายเจ็ดหรือแปดคนนั้นแข็งแกร่งมาก แต่พวกเขากลับไม่มีกำลังพอที่จะต่อสู้กับลูกชายของเธอได้เลย

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา หัวเราะเบาๆ แล้วรีบพาแม่และภรรยาขึ้นรถประจำทางที่อยู่ใกล้ๆ หลังจากส่งพวกเขากลับบ้านแล้ว เขามีเรื่องสำคัญมากที่ต้องทำ ก่อนหน้านี้เขาไม่มีเงิน แต่ตอนนี้เขาต้องใช้เงินนั้นเพื่อผลิต ยา ของ ฟางฉาง ขึ้นมาใหม่ ถ้าชายคนนั้นดื่มมันเข้าไป ก็จะไม่มีทางผลิตยาขึ้นมาใหม่ได้อีก

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บทที่ 13: ความยอดเยี่ยมของ ระบบ

ปัจจุบัน หลิวเจิ้นฮวา เป็นเพียง เจ้าหน้าที่ลาดตระเวน ธรรมดา จึงไม่ค่อยมีโอกาสได้เห็น ยาฟื้นพลัง หากไม่มีใครได้รับบาดเจ็บ พระเจ้าเท่านั้นที่รู้ว่าจะต้องรอนานแค่ไหน ดังนั้นการคัดลอกยาอย่างรวดเร็วจึงเป็นการดีกว่า

หลังจากออกจากที่นั่นแล้ว หลิวเจิ้นฮวา จึง ตระหนักว่าเขาไม่รู้ว่า บ้านของ ฟางฉาง อยู่ที่ไหน ฟางฉางอาศัยอยู่ใต้ดินกว่าสิบชั้น ในขณะที่ ฟางฉาง เป็น ศิษย์นักรบ ผู้มีชื่อเสียงมานานแล้ว แน่นอนว่าพวกเขาคงไม่ได้อาศัยอยู่ในที่เดียวกัน

โชคดีที่หลายคนรู้จัก ฟางฉาง และในไม่ช้าก็มีคนชี้ทางให้ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ปรากฏว่าทั้งสองครอบครัวอาศัยอยู่ใกล้กันมาก แต่ครอบครัวหนึ่งอยู่ชั้น 12 เหนือพื้นดิน ซึ่งอยู่คนละซีกกับ บ้านของ หลิวเจิ้นฮ วา

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา มาถึงหน้า บ้านของ ฟางฉาง อย่างรวดเร็ว เสียงแจ้งเตือนของ ระบบ ดังขึ้นในที่สุด ทำให้ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ถอนหายใจโล่งอก เขาคัดลอกยาหนึ่งขวดก่อน แล้วจึงคัดลอกสูตรลับ

"ทำไมหนูถึงวิ่งมาที่นี่ล่ะ เกิดอะไรขึ้นเหรอ?"

สถานการณ์เริ่มอึดอัด หลิวเจิ้นฮวา กำลังถือยาอยู่ในมือพอดี ขณะที่ ฟางฉาง เดินออกมาทิ้งขยะ เดิมที หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ตั้งใจจะรีบกลับไปทันทีหลังจากคัดลอกยาเสร็จ แต่เขาไม่คาดคิดว่าจะมาเจอกันแบบนี้

"เรื่องมันเป็นอย่างนี้ครับ หลังจากที่คุณออกไปเมื่อสักครู่ มีคนหัวล้านคนหนึ่ง มาหาเรื่อง ผมเลยสั่งสอนเขาในตรอกซอย และบังเอิญไปเจอยาพิษอยู่ในตัวเขา ผมไม่รู้จักของแบบนี้ เลยเอามาให้คุณดูครับ"

หลิว เจิ้นฮวา ใช้ชีวิตมาสองแบบ ความสามารถในการโกหกของเขานั้นน่าทึ่งมาก

ฟางฉาง พยักหน้า คำอธิบายนั้นฟังดูสมเหตุสมผล เขาก็รู้จัก ไอ้หัวล้าน นั่นเหมือนกัน ถึงแม้จะมี ออร่า ที่น่าเกรงขาม แต่จริงๆ แล้วมันไม่ได้แข็งแกร่งอะไรมาก การตามหา หลิวเจิ้นฮวา จึงเหมือนกับการเตะแผ่นเหล็ก มันสมควรโดนซัดให้เละแล้ว

"อ่า..."

เมื่อ ฟางฉาง เห็นยาใน มือของ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา เขา ก็ร้องออกมาด้วยความประหลาดใจ นอกจากขวดจะเหมือนกับของเขาแล้ว ยาข้างในยังมีฤทธิ์แรงกว่าของเขามาก

"ยาของคุณมีฤทธิ์แรงกว่าของฉันมาก คุณรู้ไหมว่านี่คือยาคุณภาพอะไร?"

ฟางฉาง จ้องมองยาใน มือของ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา และพูดทุกคำด้วยน้ำเสียงเน้นหนัก

เมื่อครู่ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ค่อนข้างประหม่าและไม่ได้สังเกตความแตกต่าง แต่ตอนนี้เขาเห็นแล้ว ขวดของ ฟางฉาง นั้นโปร่งใสเกือบทั้งหมด มีเพียงสีฟ้าจางๆ แต่ของเขาแตกต่างออกไป ทำไมของเขาถึงเป็นสีฟ้าอ่อน? หรือว่ายิ่งโปร่งใสมากเท่าไหร่ คุณภาพก็ยิ่งสูงขึ้นเท่านั้น และของเขาเป็นแค่ของไร้ค่า?

เมื่อเห็น สีหน้าสับสนของ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ฟางฉาง ก็เข้าใจสถานการณ์ เด็กคนนี้คงไม่รู้เรื่องอะไรเลย

"ยาฟื้นพลังแบ่งออกเป็น 10 ระดับ ยา ฟื้นพลัง อย่างที่เราใช้เป็น ยาฟื้นพลังระดับ 1 แต่ ยา ฟื้นพลังระดับ 1 ยังแบ่งออกเป็น 3 เกรด คือ สูง กลาง และต่ำ ยาของฉันเป็นเกรดต่ำ จึงมีสีฟ้าจางๆ ส่วนของคุณเป็นสีฟ้าอ่อน ซึ่งเป็น ยาฟื้นพลังระดับสูง เหนือกว่าระดับสูงยังมี ยาฟื้นพลังระดับพิเศษ ซึ่งมีสีฟ้าเข้ม ความสามารถในการฟื้นฟูของแต่ละระดับแตกต่างกัน ยาระดับต่ำสุดของฉันใช้เวลา 12 ชั่วโมง ยาระดับกลาง ใช้เวลา 8 ชั่วโมง และ ยาระดับสูง ของคุณ ใช้เวลาเพียง 2 ชั่วโมง ยาระดับพิเศษ ใช้เวลาน้อยกว่าครึ่งชั่วโมง และยังมี ยาฟื้นพลังระดับสุดยอดพิเศษ ที่สามารถฟื้นฟูได้ภายในครึ่งนาที แต่ยาเหล่านั้นมีราคาแพงเกินไป ไม่ใช่แค่เราเท่านั้นที่ซื้อไม่ไหว แต่แม้แต่ นักรบ ก็ ยังซื้อไม่ไหว"

จาก คำอธิบายของ ฟางฉาง ในที่สุด หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ก็เข้าใจถึง ระดับ ของยาต่างๆ

"ราคาต่างกันมากเลยครับ ยกตัวอย่างเช่น ขวดแบบของผมราคา 200,000 ใน โรงพยาบาล ทางการ แต่ซื้อได้ในราคา 180,000 นอกเมือง ขวดของคุณต่างออกไป คุณรู้ว่าทุกนาทีมีค่ามากนอกเมือง ดังนั้นถ้าคุณมีเงิน คุณควรพยายามซื้อยาคุณภาพสูงกว่า ยา ระดับกลาง ราคาประมาณ 300,000 และ ยาระดับสูงราคา 500,000 นั่นหมายความว่าขวดในมือคุณมีมูลค่า 500,000 ยาระดับพิเศษ ราคา 1 ล้าน และ ยาระดับสุดยอดพิเศษ ราคาอย่างน้อย 10 ล้าน ยิ่งไปกว่านั้น คุณไม่สามารถซื้อพวกมันได้ด้วยเงิน พวกมันสามารถปรุงได้ก็ต่อเมื่อ เภสัชกร ทำผลงานได้ดีเยี่ยมเท่านั้น"

เมื่อพูดถึงราคาสินค้าเหล่านี้ ฟางฉาง ส่ายหัวอย่างหมดหวัง ทุกครั้งที่นึกถึงราคาเหล่านี้ ความรู้สึกไร้เรี่ยวแรงก็ถาโถมเข้ามา มองดูชีวิตของบรรดาเภสัชกรที่ใช้เงินหลายสิบล้านทุกวัน ใครจะไปตำหนิพวกเขาได้ ในเมื่อพวกเขามีรายได้มากมายขนาดนั้น!

"กัปตันครับ คุณมีช่องทางไหนที่จะช่วยผมขายมันได้บ้างไหมครับ?"

หลังจากผ่านไปนานพอสมควร หลิวเจิ้นฮวา จึงหายจากอาการตกใจในที่สุด ปรากฏว่าขวดของเขามีมูลค่า 500,000 แต่ต้นทุนในการลอกเลียนแบบกลับมีเพียง 15,000 เท่านั้น เขายังไม่รู้ด้วยซ้ำว่ากำไรเพิ่มขึ้นกี่เท่า

"ทำไมต้องขาย? ทำไมไม่เก็บมันไว้กับตัวเผื่อไว้ใช้ช่วยชีวิตในอนาคต? อย่าคิดว่าแค่เพราะคุณปราบ สัตว์ร้ายได้ ในครั้งนี้แล้ว ครั้งหน้าคุณจะโชคดีเหมือนเดิม"

ฟางฉาง พูดด้วยความประหลาดใจเล็กน้อย ในป่า เรื่องแบบนี้อาจเป็นชีวิตที่สองของคุณก็ได้

"ท่านกัปตัน ผมก็อยากเก็บมันไว้เหมือนกัน แต่ท่านก็รู้สถานการณ์ครอบครัวผมดี สุขภาพแม่ผมไม่ค่อยดี ผมอยากขายยาปรุงนี้ แล้วเอาเงินที่ได้จาก สัตว์ร้ายตัว นั้น ไปแลกบ้านแถวนี้สักหลัง ถ้าเป็นบ้านที่อยู่บนพื้นดินจะดีกว่า เพราะไม่อย่างนั้นอาการป่วยของแม่ผมจะยิ่งแย่ลง"

ขณะที่ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา พูด เขาก็สังเกต บ้านของ ฟางฉาง แม้ว่าจะมีพื้นที่เพียงประมาณ 60 ตารางเมตร แต่ก็อยู่เหนือพื้นดิน อย่างน้อยก็ดีกว่าไม่มีเลย ระยะห่างระหว่างอาคารอาจไม่มากนัก แต่ก็ยังมีอากาศถ่ายเทภายในบ้านได้ดี

ฟางฉาง พยักหน้า เขาไม่รู้มาก่อนว่าเด็กคนนี้ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา จะกตัญญูขนาดนี้ ในเมื่อเป็นเช่นนั้น การซื้อบ้านก็ควรมาก่อน!

"งั้นฉันจะให้เพื่อนช่วยขายให้ ถึงแม้พวกเขาจะหักค่าส่วนไปบ้าง แต่มันก็ดีกว่าขายเอง ตลาดของมือสอง อันตรายเกินไป มีการฆ่าและปล้นชิงเกิดขึ้นบ่อยๆ ถ้าหลีกเลี่ยงได้ก็อย่าไปโผล่หน้าเลยดีกว่า"

ฟางฉาง พยักหน้า ทุกสิ่งที่เขาพูดเป็นความจริง อย่าคิดว่าทั้ง เมืองฐานทัพ ปลอดภัยทั้งหมด ปลอดภัยเฉพาะพื้นที่ที่มีการเฝ้าระวังเท่านั้น ในพื้นที่ที่ไม่มีการเฝ้าระวังนั้น มีเรื่องราวต่างๆ เกิดขึ้นมากมาย และมืดมนยิ่งกว่าสังคมแบบเก่าเสียอีก

"ราคาทางการของขวดนี้คือ 500,000 แต่ถ้าคุณเอาไปให้พวกเขาขาย มันจะดีมากถ้าพวกเขาให้คุณได้ 450,000; มีโอกาสสูงที่จะได้แค่ 400,000 แต่ฉันรับประกันได้เลยว่ามันจะขายได้ 400,000 รวมกับส่วนแบ่งเงินของคุณจาก จุดรวมพล มันน่าจะพอซื้อบ้านได้สักหลัง พื้นที่ของเราถือเป็นชานเมือง และบ้านที่อยู่เหนือพื้นดินมีราคามากกว่า 10,000 ต่อตารางเมตร ครอบครัวของคุณสามคนสามารถซื้อบ้านหลังเล็กๆ ได้"

หลังจากฟัง ฟางฉาง พูด จบ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ก็พยักหน้า เงินที่ได้มานั้นแน่นอนว่าต้องซื้อบ้าน แต่สิ่งแรกที่ต้องทำคือคัดลอกต่อไป งานนี้หาเงินได้เร็ว!

หลิวเจิ้นฮวา คัดลอกขวดอีกขวดอย่างรวดเร็วที่สุดเท่าที่จะทำได้ แล้วกล่าวลากับ ฟางฉาง ฟางฉาง สัญญา ว่าจะโอนเงินให้ หลิวเจิ้นฮวา ภายในสองสามวันข้างหน้า

การคัดลอกครั้งนี้ไม่ราบรื่นนัก มีความผิดพลาดเกิดขึ้นสองครั้ง ค่าใช้จ่ายเพิ่มขึ้นเป็น 50,000 แต่ก็ยังได้กำไรอยู่

Apocalypse : Super Copy System Chapter 14

Chapter 14: Apothecary

A failure to duplicate had never happened before, and this was the first time. Perhaps Liu Zhenhua had duplicated too many times, or maybe there was always a base failure rate and his luck had just been exceptionally good until now. Regardless, Liu Zhenhua didn't dwell on it; even if the cost was 50,000 yuan, he still stood to make a tenfold profit!

Liu Zhenhua brushed it aside. With some money left on him, he prepared to continue duplicating, but the next notification nearly made him curse out loud.

Beep... Any item can only be duplicated three times per month. The duplication count will reset on the same day next month.

A thick black line appeared on Liu Zhenhua's forehead. He had known the System wouldn't let him make money through duplication so easily and that there would be other conditions, but he hadn't expected this. Only being able to duplicate an item three times was quite a restriction.

Liu Zhenhua shook his head helplessly. The System clearly wanted him to work hard; it certainly wouldn't let him just sit back and deplete his resources. If duplication were unlimited, he could fill an entire room in just a few moments.

However, Liu Zhenhua quickly thought of the potion brewing technique. Hadn't he just completely learned it? If it came down to it, he could just brew them himself. Everyone said Apothecaries were rare, but did he need to fear that? He already was one now. Given the System's past performance, even if he became an Apothecary, he would surely be a master among the rare few.

Thinking of this, Liu Zhenhua immediately felt energized. He waved his hand and hailed a taxi. One must know that in this era, taxis were a luxury. The distance home wasn't far, but the fare would be 100 yuan, because the base fare alone was 100 yuan.

Liu Zhenhua's face twitched slightly; this was truly expensive. However, he couldn't just get out now, so he decided to treat himself for once. He could use the time in the car to look up information on Apothecaries.

From the internet, Liu Zhenhua learned that anyone could attempt to brew potions, but the potions brewed by ordinary people were basically useless. It was a pure waste of medicinal Materials; they couldn't even be called potions, just a pot of medicinal water.

There was also a profession called Apothecary Apprentice. The potions they brewed had a success rate of about one in twenty, which was basically just breaking even on the cost of Materials. Therefore, Apothecary Apprentices generally didn't brew potions for sale; they mostly assisted Apothecaries. They would only start brewing slowly after learning enough. Of course, most people only ended up disappointed; only a tiny minority of Apothecary Apprentices could succeed.

Next were those formidable Apothecaries.

Apothecaries were divided into ten Ranks, with clear boundaries between each. Naturally, when a Senior Alchemist brewed low-level medicine, the success rate would be very high, and the quality would be excellent.

The internet placed heavy emphasis on the rarity of Apothecaries.

There was one Martial Artist for every 10,000 people, but for Apothecaries? There was only one Apothecary Apprentice for every 100,000 people.

Only one out of every 100 Apothecary Apprentices became an Apothecary. In other words, there was only one Apothecary for every 10 million people. This level of rarity was incredibly high.

Furthermore, the internet stated that most were low-level Apothecaries who could only brew potions below Grade 4. Senior Alchemists only accounted for 10%, so every single Apothecary could cause a stir.

Liu Zhenhua sat in the taxi, grinning foolishly. It seemed he really was a hot commodity! His smile was so wide it made the taxi driver feel uneasy.

Liu Zhenhua quickly checked the prices of medicinal Materials to see how much money he could make.

The prices for these items were all available on online malls.

He was shocked by what he saw. Liu Zhenhua literally spat out his mineral water; being an Apothecary was absolutely a high-profit industry.

Take the healing potion in Fang Qiang's hand, for example. All the ingredients combined cost less than 10,000 yuan, yet the selling price was 200,000. Even if the wholesale price was a bit cheaper, it would still be over 150,000—a full fifteen-fold profit.

Moreover, according to online data, if an Apothecary was very capable, they could brew 100 to 200 milliliters of potion each time. The one in Fang Qiang's hand was only 10 milliliters, which was the standard market size. This meant that if an Apothecary succeeded, they could potentially brew 10 to 20 portions of potion at once.

Ten portions of potion would be 1.5 million yuan, which was already 150 times the cost of the raw Materials. These people were truly greedy, blacker than the greediest merchants. However, Liu Zhenhua was very happy because he had already joined their Ranks.

"Driver, take me to the largest pharmacy."

Liu Zhenhua finally stopped sitting there grinning foolishly and spoke to the driver. The driver didn't know what was going on, but going to the largest pharmacy required extra money and would be more expensive than the original fare, so he turned the car immediately.

Almost everyone had a similar expression to Liu Zhenhua's when they first learned about Apothecaries. Countless people dreamed of becoming an Apothecary, especially those with weak cultivation abilities. It was like a shortcut, but 99.99% of people were disappointed, only managing to refine a pile of trash.

Liu Zhenhua had seen pharmacies on Earth, but he had never seen one so crowded. After getting out of the car, it actually took him more than five minutes just to get inside.

The area Liu Zhenhua was in didn't sell everyday medicine; this section sold nothing but herbs—raw Materials for brewing potions. It seemed the internet was right: out of a million people, 990,000 wanted to become Apothecaries. The people before him were here to buy Materials; though they failed time and again, as long as they had money, they would immediately return to buy more for the sake of that Apothecary dream.

Of course, being an Apothecary was a very expensive profession. Besides your own talent, repeated practice was vital. This provided a shortcut for children from wealthy families, as they could practice dozens of times a day.

In contrast, children from poor families could only practice once or twice a month, so family background was very important. According to online statistics, 80% of qualified Apothecaries came from very wealthy families, while only 20% made it through pure talent.

Liu Zhenhua didn't bother thinking about those things and hurried to buy the medicines he needed. What he was brewing was the lowest grade of healing potion—a Grade 1 Potion. It didn't require many Materials, only three types.

Liu Zhenhua could see that most people around him were there to buy these same three Materials. After all, if one wanted to practice to become an Apothecary, they had to choose the cheapest recipe. These three only cost a bit over 8,000 yuan. Other recipes were incredibly expensive, some costing hundreds of thousands per set. Even with a substantial family fortune, they probably couldn't afford to practice like that!

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Of course, having money definitely helps with this profession; it is a field that favors the rich and disdains the poor.

Liu Zhenhua looked at the price tag. Compounding a healing potion required three types of medicinal herbs, and the price for these three herbs was around 8,000 yuan. For the Common People, 8,000 yuan was already a very expensive price.

Liu Zhenhua's monthly household income was only a bit over 3,000 yuan. If Liu Zhenhua didn't have other income and wanted to become an Apothecary, he would have to save for three months just to buy one set of Materials. Was it easy? But for some wealthy people, 8,000 yuan was nothing, so this profession was one that favored the rich and disdains the poor.

Moreover, no matter what you do, practice makes perfect. You might only have two chances in your life to compound potions, but for children of wealthy families, they can compound them a dozen times every day, so their chances of becoming an Apothecary Apprentice are relatively higher.

Liu Zhenhua learned from the internet that among all apothecaries, 80% come from relatively wealthy families, while only 20% of people rely on talent to break through.

Naturally, there was another statistic: 80% of apothecaries are low-level apothecaries, and only 20% are Senior Alchemists.

Although your wealthy Family can give you a head start, you still have to rely on your own talent later on.

Society is just that unfair to the poor and the rich, just like the sales clerk in front of him.

"Sir, are you sure you want to purchase just one set of Materials?"

The sales clerk's face carried a hint of sarcasm. Even the poorest person knew to buy at least two sets when purchasing Materials. You only buying one set—isn't that a bit too confident?

Many people come here every day to buy low-level potion Materials, but 99.9% of them buy more than two sets. This isn't to show off their wealth, but a necessity for compounding potions. Because the failure rate of compounding potions is very high, buying two sets of Materials is for learning from one's mistakes.

Actually, very few people buy only two sets; most buy multiple sets. The failure rate for the first few times is too high, but as long as you can learn from your mistakes, you can correct them in the subsequent processes, making the chance of successfully compounding a potion very high.

Someone like Liu Zhenhua who only buys one set basically belongs to the category of fools wasting their money.

"Why do I need so many? Isn't one set enough?"

Liu Zhenhua said irritably. One set of Materials was already 8,000 yuan. Was that a small amount for an ordinary Family? And he was supposed to buy several more?

I can copy a Warrior Apprentice's skill for just 10,000 yuan. Don't make it sound so easy; money doesn't grow on trees.

The sales clerk made a helpless expression, inwardly cursing Liu Zhenhua for being another fool.

He doesn't even know the basic principles of compounding potions, yet he thinks he can become an Apothecary. If someone like you becomes an Apothecary, I'll warm your bed for you.

Because the sales clerk's voice was quite loud, the surrounding people heard it too. They looked at Liu Zhenhua with sneers. They truly had a twisted mentality; if someone else achieved something they couldn't, they would naturally feel upset.

For example, crossing a river. Everyone takes a boat across, but Liu Zhenhua swims across. Many people say swimming across is impossible. While Liu Zhenhua is swimming, they would criticize him to the extreme, but after Liu Zhenhua swims across, these people would be slapped in the face.

Of course, it wasn't as simple as swimming. Even when the Apothecary Grandmaster compounded these back then, it wasn't that easy. You, an unknown kid, actually think you can succeed on the first try? I really don't know what to say to you, other than that you don't know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth.

"I was wondering why there was an idiot here. It turns out it's this guy. If there were only one idiot left in the world, it would definitely be you!"

When enemies meet, their eyes blaze with hatred!

Liu Zhenhua looked up and saw that it was Su Fei's fiancé and his own classmate, Xue Ying.

In the past, Liu Zhenhua would have had to stay as far away from this guy as possible.

After all, this guy was a member of the Four Great Families: Jia, Shi, Wang, and Xue. Even if he was from a branch of a branch, he was definitely not someone a commoner like him could afford to provoke.

Normally, someone from such a Family would never be in the same high school as Liu Zhenhua and the others, but this guy fell hopelessly in love with Su Fei at first sight, so he used his Family connections to attend their crappy middle school.

Later, because Su Fei's mother fell ill, this guy took advantage of the situation and entered into an engagement with Su Fei. From that moment on, Liu Zhenhua became a thorn in his side.

When Liu Zhenhua saw this person, all his memories were filled with humiliation.

Even if he just caught a glimpse of Su Fei from afar, he would be chased and beaten all over the school by this guy's lackeys.

His new clothes were torn by this guy... he was humiliated in front of Su Fei... people were called to beat him up on his way home from school... once, his ribs were even broken.

The day Liu Zhenhua became a Patrol Member, Xue Ying was overjoyed, hoping with all his heart that this guy would die outside the city. He didn't expect this guy to actually come back.

Actually, Xue Ying saw it when Su Fei gave Liu Zhenhua money. this guy felt like the whole school was laughing at him, as if he had been cuckolded. His own woman was giving money to another man—how could he not find an opportunity to teach him a good lesson?

But he didn't expect that guy to run so fast; he went out on patrol that very day, so he didn't get a chance. Today, let's have some fun.

"Why are you only buying one set of potion Materials? How can you become an Apothecary like that? Is it because you don't have enough money? If you don't have enough money, go beg a woman. Go be a gigolo. Isn't that your skill?"

Xue Ying stood on the path Liu Zhenhua had to take to leave. He wouldn't let Liu Zhenhua leave so easily.

There were already many busybodies around. These people had been mocking Liu Zhenhua earlier, but they didn't know what kind of person Liu Zhenhua was, so they didn't dare to speak out.

Young Master Xue was a figure of some importance in the city. When they saw Young Master Xue looking for trouble with such a troublemaker, they immediately gathered around.

For one, they really couldn't stand Liu Zhenhua, and for another, they wanted to suck up to Young Master Xue. If they were to be promoted by Young Master Xue, they would surely rise to success.

"Thinking you can succeed with one set of Materials—you're truly too confident..."

"Probably hasn't woken up yet, daydreaming in broad daylight..."

"Poor people are all like this, doing things that defy logic, thinking they are the chosen one..."

All sorts of words came flying at him. These people wouldn't care about Liu Zhenhua's feelings as long as Young Master Xue was satisfied.

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Chapter 16: Cheating

Liu Zhenhua looked at these people speechlessly. He had no grudge against them, so why were they so convinced he was incompetent? Was it just to curry favor with Young Master Xue? Had human nature become so despicable?

Seeing so many people gathering around, Young Master Xue wanted to humiliate Liu Zhenhua and crush all of this guy's confidence. Liu Zhenhua's confident smile was what Young Master Xue hated most, so he intended to trample on Liu Zhenhua's dignity today.

"Everyone, you might not know this expert yet, right? Let me introduce him. This is my high school classmate. He's only 16 this year, but he's already a proud Patrol Member."

Young Master Xue made a pressing motion with both hands, and the crowd fell silent. He intentionally emphasized the word "proud" during the introduction.

After hearing Young Master Xue's introduction, the disdain on everyone's faces deepened. They were more or less middle-class and looked down on Patrol Members the most.

What kind of person became a Patrol Member? Naturally, it was those who didn't stand out in any way and had the lowest stats. Such people were the ones in the Patrol Team. Although society praised their sacrifice to the extreme, in the eyes of these people, it was all decided by survival of the fittest. Who told them they lacked ability?

"A Patrol Member wants to become an Apothecary? Is an Apothecary some low-end commodity on the street now?"

"A Patrol Member only gets a 10,000-yuan Settlement Fee. One portion of these Materials is worth your life! Hahaha..."

"A 16-year-old Patrol Member, truly rare. Just how low must his potential be?"

"I say, brother, are you joking? Being chosen as a Patrol Member at 16 means he has zero potential. Even a common laborer on the street is better than him; at least they have strength..."

The people around seemed to have found an ultimate joke, desperately belittling Liu Zhenhua as if it would elevate themselves.

Liu Zhenhua also looked at them speechlessly. Were these people really successful elites? They were so idle that they were meddling in his business; they really had nothing better to do.

"This is the only kind of nonsense you're good at. I have things to do and no time to waste here with you."

Disdain... Liu Zhenhua's eyes actually held disdain, and it was directed at Young Master Xue.

How could Young Master Xue tolerate this? He intended to humiliate the kid today, but he never expected to be looked down upon by him. Whenever he taught Liu Zhenhua a lesson before, Liu Zhenhua's eyes were always filled with fear. Today, he actually showed disdain. What right did he have to look down on him? He had to make him look like a fool no matter what.

"What could you possibly have to do? Is a Vicious Beast outside the city hungry and waiting for you to deliver food? Your small frame might not even be enough for one meal. Didn't you just buy Medicinal Herbs? Why don't you concoct them for us right here? Let us see how a once-in-a-century Genius concocts Potions."

Xue Ying naturally knew Liu Zhenhua's Foundation. Although Apothecary Science was a subject in high school, this guy had failed it for three years. How could he possibly concoct Potions? These things were probably bought for someone else.

If Liu Zhenhua tried to concoct them, he wouldn't be able to explain himself to the person he bought them for. If he didn't, Xue Ying would trample on him ruthlessly. That's what you get for acting tough without strength.

Although the others didn't know Liu Zhenhua, seeing Young Master Xue giving him such a hard time, they immediately understood what was going on. Poor kid, just bad luck.

"A once-in-a-century Genius? For real?"

"I don't believe it. Just a young kid, how could he be a once-in-a-century Genius?"

"Young people these days brag to the heavens, but they actually have no skills at all..."

These people were all making sarcastic remarks, all for one purpose: hoping Liu Zhenhua would accept the challenge. They had a belly full of malicious words ready to teach this arrogant kid a lesson.

In their impression, Liu Zhenhua was an outlier. Now that he had offended Young Master Xue, who else would they pick on if not him?

Liu Zhenhua frowned. Actually, he was reluctant to concoct Potions in public. After all, he had learned it through the System, and those steps were too perfect. Although he had never concocted a Potion, every minute step was already familiar in his mind.

But in the eyes of others, Liu Zhenhua clearly didn't dare to accept the challenge. Look at that frown; it was deep enough to crush a fly.

"Concocting Potions in public, I'm afraid that's not appropriate?"

Liu Zhenhua's face showed some reluctance, which made these people even more confident. They believed this guy was incompetent and was finally feeling scared. He was bragging just now, but now his true colors were about to show?

"Of course we want to see. We've never seen a Genius who only buys one portion. Let us country bumpkins see for ourselves..."

"Exactly! It's fate that we met, let us broaden our horizons..."

These guys were all egging Liu Zhenhua on, completely ignoring what would happen if he failed. If Liu Zhenhua didn't have the Sys

Apocalypse : Super Copy System Chapter 17

Chapter 17: Killing with Praise

If we're talking about probability, an Apothecary Apprentice is definitely much rarer than a Warrior Apprentice. A Warrior Apprentice has a 1% chance, while an Apothecary Apprentice has a 1 in 500 chance, which brings up the issue of money.

You can pass the exam for a Warrior Apprentice even if you don't have much money, but that's not the case for an Apothecary Apprentice. 'Do not enter this door without money' is the description for the Apothecary profession, unless one has outstanding talent and receives training from certain large families; only then can they become an Apothecary Apprentice.

A 16-year-old Apothecary Apprentice versus a 16-year-old Patrol Member—as long as everyone's brain is functioning, the difference is immediately clear.

But Liu Zhenhua knew this classmate of his was basically a useless straw bag. How could he possibly become an Apothecary Apprentice? There must be something fishy going on. When facing the Common People, the Garrison Headquarters always emphasized fairness, justice, and transparency, but in the face of the wealthy and powerful, any kind of backdoor could be opened.

"A 16-year-old Apothecary Apprentice is truly impressive."

Liu Zhenhua also nodded from the side.

"It's good that you know it's impressive. Someone like you isn't in the same league as Young Master Xue."

Young Master Xue's lackey opportunely annoyed Liu Zhenhua with a few words, showing loyalty to his master.

"Since you're so impressive, do you have the guts to compete with me? We won't compete in anything else, just in Concocting Potions."

After Liu Zhenhua finished speaking, everyone on the scene fell silent. This kid really was a newborn calf who didn't fear the tiger. How did a 16-year-old Patrol Member have the guts to want to compete with a 16-year-old Apothecary Apprentice?

"You haven't gone delirious from a fever, have you? You want to compete with me?"

Young Master Xue felt like his stomach hurt from laughing. A piece of Trash like this wanted to compete with him? He could crush him a thousand times over!

While this guy was talking, Liu Zhenhua was also intently observing him. Although the expression on Young Master Xue's face was very exaggerated, Liu Zhenhua still captured a trace of panic. this guy didn't dare to compete at all; there really was something wrong with how he became an Apothecary Apprentice.

To be honest, although Apothecary Apprentices are rare, the assessment isn't that difficult. General large pharmacies have the qualifications to conduct it. Young Master Xue had taken his assessment at his own Family's pharmacy. At the time, he had wasted nearly 90 sets of Materials before finally concocting one qualified potion. He then deleted the videos of the previous 89 sets of Materials to become an Apothecary Apprentice. Of course, a generous gift was also sent to the Apothecary Guild.

"You're right, I do want to compete with you. I'm just a rotten fish in a pond, and I want to see how an eagle in the blue sky performs Concocting Potions. I wonder if Young Master Xue dares?"

Liu Zhenhua's direct answer made the smile on Young Master Xue's face stiffen. Had this brat heard some rumors? That was impossible; it was his own Family's pharmacy, so how could word get out? Did those employees not want to keep their jobs?

The people around didn't notice at all because their attention was on Liu Zhenhua. Seeing Liu Zhenhua being so arrogant, even calling himself a rotten fish in a pond while still wanting to compete with Young Master Xue, these people felt that Young Master Xue should crush him. A 16-year-old Apothecary Apprentice wasn't something just anyone could become.

"What an idiot. Even if he wanted to challenge someone, he shouldn't have challenged Young Master Xue. He's been famous in this field for a long time."

"Young Master Xue, hurry up and take the field. Just crush this guy and let him know that there's always someone better. Let us also see how a scion of a great Family performs Concocting Potions."

"Right, finish off this idiot kid..."

The people around chimed in one after another, which was practically putting Young Master Xue on a roasting fire. You people are killing him with praise!

"You people haven't seen it, but I've seen Young Master Xue performing Concocting Potions. His movements are truly smooth and fluid, and the potions he produces—don't even get me started—are instantly a Superior Potion. To have such achievements at this age, in our entire Base City, it's only Young Master Xue."

At the back of the crowd, there was a guy who always wanted to fawn over Young Master Xue but had never found the chance. Now he had finally found one. To be honest, despite how these people were flattering Young Master Xue, none of them had actually seen him perform Concocting Potions. this guy's words pushed the topic to a climax. Since someone had confirmed it, these people became even more fearless, constantly egging Young Master Xue on to concoct medicine on the spot.

A surge of heat rushed to Young Master Xue's head. He really wanted to give this brainless guy in front of him a sound thrashing. It was one thing to lie and suck up normally, but couldn't he see the situation today? I'm going to be screwed over by you today! Are your eyes in your ass? When did you ever see me concocting medicine?

Public opinion was unanimous. Everyone felt that Liu Zhenhua was doomed. Who told you to be so arrogant? If they didn't target you, who would they target?

"Who do you think you are, even thinking about competing with me? Why don't you take a look at yourself in a puddle of your own piss..."

Young Master Xue spoke very arrogantly, but Liu Zhenhua clearly captured his fear.

The people around were also very puzzled. Although he still had that same arrogant air, most of them could hear it now—there seemed to be a slight tremor in Young Master Xue's voice. This shouldn't be happening. Given Young Master Xue's personality, if he knew even a bit of a skill, he would exaggerate it a hundredfold and would have already taken the field to crush this kid. Unless... some clever people's hearts skipped a beat. Had they accidentally made things worse? Like other noble Young Masters, did Young Master Xue actually only have a certificate but no real skills?

They thought of some rumors on the internet. Noble Young Masters were powerful and influential, so getting an Apprentice Certificate was no problem since there were loopholes to exploit. Could Young Master Xue be... Thinking of this, these people broke out in a cold sweat. It turned out their flattery had backfired. No wonder Young Master Xue's face was covered in sweat.

"You're right, I'm indeed worthless in your eyes. But even a worthless person like me wants to compete with someone like you. Is everyone in the Xue Clan so cowardly? This isn't asking you to go out and patrol the city; it's just a competition of our skills. Do you not even dare to accept the challenge? I'm afraid the Old Ancestor of the Xue Clan would feel uneasy!"

After hearing this, Young Master Xue wanted to tear Liu Zhenhua apart. A competition is just a competition, why bring up our Old Ancestor! I'm really stuck in a bind now.

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Chapter 18: Everything is Ready

Liu Zhenhua had actually grasped this guy's weakness. For these Young Masters of great families, other empty titles weren't important, but the Family's reputation was crucial. If they lost face outside, they wouldn't need others to find trouble for them; the Family's enforcement team alone would be enough to give them a hard time.

Although Young Master Xue was only a member of a branch line, he was still on the clan's genealogy. If he fled today without fighting, he would likely be removed from the records in the future. At that time, a guy like him, no longer recognized by the Xue Clan, would probably be eaten alive by his former enemies.

"What nonsense are you talking about? How could I not dare to accept the challenge? However, I've been famous for a long time and am a descendant of the Xue Clan, while you're just a little brat. Do I have to compete with you just because you want to? That would make me seem too lacking in decorum. How about this, let's add some stakes—how about 500,000?"

Young Master Xue was born into such a Family; he had experienced far more than ordinary people, so how could he not know how to deal with such a situation?

He knew Liu Zhenhua was born into poverty; forget 500,000, he probably couldn't even produce 50,000. Crushing someone with financial power was a common tactic used by noble descendants.

"500,000?"

Liu Zhenhua had a look of shock on his face. At this moment, he was possessed by an Oscar-winning actor, making everyone believe that this guy didn't have 500,000. His performance was so realistic that even Schwarzenegger would have to bow down... "Look at your pathetic, penniless state; you can't even produce 500,000. Do you still want me to take action? I'm really unwilling to bet against someone like you. I'll take a step back then—even if you don't have 500,000 in cash, it's fine if you can produce items worth 500,000. This Young Master will consider you to have passed."

Seeing Liu Zhenhua's expression, Young Master Xue truly breathed a sigh of relief. Why hadn't he thought of such a method earlier? He had almost exposed himself. To deal with this kind of poor ghost, one had to smash them with money.

"If I produce 500,000, will you definitely compete?"

Liu Zhenhua's expression was too exaggerated. Everyone could see that this kid was likely strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and didn't have 500,000 at all. It was like playing Show Hand; he wanted to use a large bet to scare the opponent away. 500,000 could indeed scare away ordinary commoner children, but for Young Master Xue, it was likely impossible.

"I'm saying, are you going to keep talking nonsense? Do you have the guts to compete or not? Don't waste so much of everyone's time. I am a descendant of the Xue Clan after all; my word is my bond. I would never joke with the Family's honor. Do you really have that much money?"

Young Master Xue was 100% certain that this guy had no money at all. This bet would definitely not be able to proceed. Moreover, the people around them wouldn't possibly lend him money unless they were tired of living.

"I don't have 500,000..."

When Liu Zhenhua said those words, Young Master Xue thought he had already won. The expression on his face was extremely joyful; he was about to make a 'V' sign and then humiliate Liu Zhenhua as much as possible to make him lose face today. But Young Master Xue's mood didn't last for even five seconds before Liu Zhenhua spoke again, completely ending Young Master Xue's happiness.

"But I have this, and it's also worth 500,000..."

Holy crap!

Everyone gasped... A high-grade healing potion... This sky-blue color would never lie; its official price was 500,000 yuan.

Young Master Xue's facial features were all squeezed together, perfectly enacting the character for 'distress'.

How was this possible? For noble descendants like them, it was normal to carry a few bottles of such Potions. But how could a guy like Liu Zhenhua have such Advanced goods? It would be good if he had a bottle of ordinary healing potion, and even an ordinary one was likely impossible. But how could the scene before him be explained? Young Master Xue often used such things, so he naturally understood whether it was real or fake.

"How could a penniless kid like you have such a high-end item? Could this be a fake bottle?"

The slow-witted lackeys finally understood what to say. Young Master Xue cast an appreciative glance at the guy who spoke; finally, it wasn't the idiotic flattery from before, which had almost gotten him killed.

"Do you want to distinguish between a real and a fake Potion? Don't forget what place this is. Since both of you are so interested, why don't we at Hundred Herbs Hall perform the appraisal? I believe Hundred Herbs Hall's appraisal results are true and valid, and everyone will be convinced, right?"

Just as Liu Zhenhua didn't know how to answer, a beautiful woman in white came down from the second floor. How beautiful was she? Even if Su Fei were standing here, she might be somewhat inferior to this beauty. After all, Su Fei was only a 16-year-old student, while this beauty was already in her twenties.

Perhaps Su Fei would reach this level when she was that age, but right now Su Fei's face still had some youthfulness, while this beauty was already fully matured.

"Miss Bai has come down..."

"This is the owner of Hundred Herbs Hall, Miss Bai Lu..."

Through everyone's conversation, Liu Zhenhua also learned who this Miss Bai was. This was Hundred Herbs Hall, the largest pharmaceutical enterprise in the entire world, and this Miss Bai was the Second Young Miss of the Bai Family.

This Miss Bai was also an Apothecary Apprentice and had appeared in newspapers before. He hadn't expected the Immortal Master to be even more beautiful than the photos. Even someone like Liu Zhenhua stared in a daze; she looked like that former Korean star, Jun Ji-hyun, but even more refined.

Speaking of Hundred Herbs Hall, Liu Zhenhua had also seen it on the internet. It was the largest pharmaceutical enterprise in the world. As for their appraisal results, they were sometimes even more accurate than official institutions; after all, merchants were more concerned about their reputation.

Young Master Xue opened his mouth to say something but closed it again when he thought of the gap between them. Although the Bai Family was a second-class Family and had some gap compared to the first-class Four Great Families, what kind of crap was he among the Four Great Families? Probably no one even remembered him, but Miss Bai was the apple of the Bai Family's eye.

Miss Bai had also considered this point; as long as she spoke, she would definitely offend Young Master Xue. If Young Master Xue were a direct descendant of the Xue Family, Miss Bai might not have spoken up, but he was merely a branch member, so there was nothing to worry about.

The reason Miss Bai helped Liu Zhenhua was because she had seen through him from the beginning. Everyone thought Miss Bai was an Apothecary Apprentice, but in fact, she was best at reading people. She had long seen the situation here, so she believed Liu Zhenhua was an excellent Apothecary. That was why she spoke up to help; after all, any Apothecary was someone an enterprise like theirs would pursue with all their might.

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Although Hundred Herbs Hall is a leader in the pharmaceutical industry, they still have other competitors. Any Apothecary joining them is a significant weight on their side, so after weighing the pros and cons, offending Young Master Xue became inevitable.

"You son of a bitch, why weren't you watching? You nearly killed me!"

As things stood, Young Master Xue closed his eyes, picked someone nearby at random, and slapped him.

This person was the one who had just claimed to have seen Young Master Xue Compounding medicine with his own eyes. He didn't understand what was happening; hadn't he just sucked up to him perfectly? Why did Young Master Xue slap him? He really hadn't bumped into him!

Regardless of whether this guy believed it or not, everyone saw that Young Master Xue had simply fallen over. This terrified the guy, who kept waving his hands in explanation—this was a total setup!

"Damn it, you bastard! I could tell you were up to no good just now. You've injured our master like this! Brothers, beat this jerk!"

The Lackeys also understood that Young Master Xue was going to play shamelessly today, so someone had to be the scapegoat. It was just this kid's bad luck.

The man looked aggrieved. He had originally wanted to curry favor with Young Master Xue in hopes of getting a promotion, but he never expected this outcome. If he had known, he would have kept his mouth shut instead of getting beaten for nothing.

"You can't do this! I lied to help you, and yet you treat me like this? I've never even seen your master refine medicine! I even made up such a lie, so why are you people still hitting me?"

In his desperation, the guy blurted out the truth. The expressions of those around him turned somewhat awkward. When he had claimed to see Young Master Xue Compounding medicine, others had chimed in to agree. They didn't expect this kid to be so useless as to immediately retract his words, making them look bad as well. Some of them were people of status; didn't this prove they were lying too?

Young Master Xue continued to pretend to be unconscious and ignored everything else. His Lackeys quickly carried the guy away. Others felt embarrassed and took the opportunity to leave as well. Liu Zhenhua wanted to chase after them, but he felt his arm being held. Miss Bai pulled him and gently shook her head, signaling to let the matter rest here; Young Master Xue still possessed considerable influence.

Liu Zhenhua appreciated Miss Bai's kindness. After all, he knew there was indeed a gap between himself and Young Master Xue for now.

"Pack these Materials for the gentleman. Thank you for giving me Face and not making a scene. These Materials will be a gift from our Hundred Herbs Hall."

"How could I accept that? I never take advantage of women. How about this: I'll compound the medicine right here, and once it's finished, we'll split it fifty-fifty."

Liu Zhenhua genuinely meant it. Firstly, it was to thank Miss Bai, and secondly, she had provided the ingredients. However, to the ears of others, it sounded like Liu Zhenhua was just a fraud. Wasn't this nonsense? Who in the world could compound a medicine on their first try? He was clearly just taking advantage of Miss Bai. Although it was only about 8,000 yuan, that was the essence of the matter.

Liu Zhenhua didn't care what others thought and headed straight into the nearby Compounding Room with the Medicinal Herbs. As a leading enterprise, Hundred Herbs Hall naturally had such facilities. Many Apothecaries would compound their medicine immediately after buying the Materials, not wanting to waste a single minute.

After entering, Liu Zhenhua simply tossed the herbs onto the table, lacking any of the typical caution of an Apothecary.

The onlookers were all speechless. Someone like you thinks they can compound medicine? It's nothing but a pipe dream.

"Please pull down the curtain for me. I don't like many people watching when I compound medicine; I feel a bit self-conscious."

Liu Zhenhua pointed to the curtain at the door. Even the staff looked at him with disdain, let alone the people outside. Who would want to watch you compound medicine? If Miss Bai hadn't been standing there, we would have left long ago. No one wanted to wait on a braggart, especially one who talked so big.

"This kid is truly shameless. He keeps talking about Compounding medicine, but did you see his movements? He's clearly a layman. He even said he doesn't want others to watch—as if we actually want to! Just wait until he comes out; we'll give him a piece of our minds..."

Once the curtain was drawn, the crowd began to gossip. Hardly anyone had any faith in Liu Zhenhua.

Even Miss Bai was starting to feel swayed by their words. Liu Zhenhua's actions earlier really didn't resemble those of an Apothecary. Apothecaries are extremely careful with everything they do, yet Liu Zhenhua had been far too rough.

No matter where she went, Miss Bai was always the center of attention. Seeing her standing there, people coming in to buy medicine also inquired about what was happening. Soon, a crowd of dozens had gathered outside. They all wanted to see what kind of person this braggart was to make Miss Bai wait at the door.

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Apocalypse : Super Copy System Chapter 20

#20A bowl was served

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Chapter 20 – A Bowl Mixed

To be honest, Miss Bai had been confident in her judgment; Liu Zhenhua should be someone of extraordinary ability. Yet what happened now seemed to overturn her guess. No matter how capable a person was, this was simply too fast. She had once watched a famous Grandmaster Apothecary concoct a Potion, and even that had taken longer than this.

Huff… Before Miss Bai or anyone else could voice a guess, the curtain at the doorway was yanked open.

“Hey, can someone get me a glass container? The ones you prepared are too small to hold everything. I spotted a broken bowl on the floor, so I just used that.”

Liu Zhenhua really was holding a chipped bowl in his hands.

Everyone looked incredulous, itching to berate him. Fifteen minutes to brew a Potion—and an overproduction at that? Was he trying to fool a ghost?

But just as they were about to speak, their eyes drifted to the bowl in his grasp.

This… The whole room petrified. How the hell had this guy done it? The liquid inside was deep-blue; this wasn't an Advanced Potion anymore—it was Special Grade, worth over a million per bottle. If someone were wounded, it would heal them in twenty minutes.

Everyone felt the air had grown thin. Could this guy be a Grandmaster Apothecary? Even some Grandmaster livestreams on the net took longer than this. What was going on with the kid?

“Can someone get me a glass container? This bowl looks like it might break.”

Liu Zhenhua's words snapped everyone out of their petrified state.

“What are you standing around for? Quickly fetch the gentleman a glass container!”

Miss Bai said anxiously; her staff were being downright rude. The man before them was clearly a Senior Alchemist, yet they had treated him like a novice. Apothecaries had odd tempers; offending one could spell trouble for a pharmaceutical giant like theirs.

Liu Zhenhua handed the bowl to an assistant and dusted off his clothes.

“My apologies—I only managed some Special Grade Potions, not Ultra Special Grade. Mainly my proficiency isn't high enough. Once it is, every batch will be Ultra Special; I can't let your herbs go to waste.”

When those words left his mouth, everyone petrified again. Couldn't the kid just keep quiet? Who talked like that?

Others might never brew a Special Grade Potion in their entire lives, yet he spoke as if it were trash. If making a Potion like this counts as wasting herbs, the rest of us might as well stop living—including some Senior Alchemists.

As for proficiency, the System had indeed just notified him.

Because this was Liu Zhenhua's first time brewing, his proficiency was only 1 in 1,000. The System explained that once he successfully brewed 1,000 batches of Special Grade, everything he made afterward would be Ultra Special—those ten-million-a-bottle Potions.

Precisely because of the System's prompt, Liu Zhenhua felt dissatisfied with the product in hand. A mere million per bottle? Ultra Special fetched over ten million. The gap was enormous, so he looked down on what he'd just concocted.

But in everyone else's eyes, this was already incredible. He'd produced so many at once—each worth a million. How many doses were in that big bowl?

Eldest Miss Bai didn't know how to respond to Liu Zhenhua. She had never met anyone like him. What level must he be at to dismiss such a bowl of Special Grade Potions? What would count as a good Potion in his view?

The staff worked fast; soon the Potions were tested. One employee nodded to Miss Bai: every Potion was genuine—indisputably so.

Forty minutes later, the Potions were bottled: fifty vials in total. Everyone had stood there the whole time, wanting to witness the miracle.

Many were slack-jawed. We struggle to become Apothecary Apprentices, yet he's already a Senior Alchemist. One success makes us ecstatic, but he brewed fifty doses in fifteen minutes. Must the gap between people be this crushing? Was this guy born just to demoralize us?

Eldest Miss Bai felt her worldview overturned. In her mind, producing 200 ml at once had been the absolute pinnacle. Liu Zhenhua had just produced 500 ml. How were the self-proclaimed Geniuses supposed to live? Should they all jump off the fiftieth-floor rooftop?

She shook her head; those questions could wait. The urgent thing was to secure these Special Grade Potions at any cost—they represented the company's capability.

“We agreed just now: you supply the herbs, we split the Potions fifty-fifty. Here's your half; I'll take the rest.”

Without counting, Liu Zhenhua swept half the little vials across the table toward Eldest Miss Bai. She and the senior executives rushed to shield them. Though the bottles were nowhere near the edge, they feared one might fall—each smash meant a million lost. The guy clearly didn't treasure these things; either he didn't recognize their value or he was simply too rich.

Of course he recognized them—he'd just brewed dozens in fifteen minutes. His casual shove showed they were no more precious than foot-washing water in his eyes.

“You misunderstand, sir. I don't want half. They're all yours. I only wondered if, should it be convenient, you might sell them to us. We can offer 75 million.”

Seeing an elder nearby signal, Eldest Miss Bai named the figure.

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In Liu Zhenhua's mind, these things should cost a million a bottle; that was what Fang Qiang had told him. In truth, Fang Qiang—only a Warrior Apprentice—had it wrong; he dealt in common Potions and had never even touched a top-grade one.

The lower the grade, the bigger the supply, so the street price drops below the official tag. The higher the grade, the scarcer the stock, and the price climbs above list. These Potions exist more in rumor than in market. Though Hundred Herbs Hall buys at 1.5 million a bottle, its far-flung sales network can still place each vial in the hands of whoever truly wants it, leaving room for tidy profit.

“Oh, I thought we'd split it fifty-fifty. If you want it, I'll sell it to you at your price.”

Liu Zhenhua said this with deliberate simple-mindedness; he was no fool. He wanted to befriend Miss Bai—not just because she was beautiful, but because he would need Hundred Herbs Hall's channels to keep earning money for a long time. Why not stay on good terms?

Everyone around exhaled; they had feared Liu Zhenhua would demand more. A higher buying price would shrink their margins. Reputation is nice, but businessmen prefer real profit.

“Thank you so much. Whatever herbs you need in the future, just call me; I'll have them delivered at once.”

Eldest Miss Bai was genuinely moved. She knew many Senior Alchemists, yet none were this easy to deal with—always some demand or other. This man was refreshingly straightforward.

“No need for thanks. My master taught me: repay a drop of kindness with a rushing spring. You helped me against that nuisance, so I'm just handing these over. They're not worth much. I'll bring future Potions here to sell—I've got my eye on a trifle that costs money, and I'm broke. My skill's all I have. But please keep it secret; if my master finds out, he'll kill me.”

Liu Zhenhua spun the tale on the spot, making everything sound reasonable. The onlookers nodded in understanding—no wonder the kid had never shown up before; he'd been studying under his master. If he himself already counted as a Senior Alchemist, how terrifying must his teacher be—one of the legendary few?

Contempt vanished from their eyes. A few who had been scheming now buried the thought; joke's on them—did they really believe the boy had no backing?

An Apothecary alone is nothing special, but Apothecaries keep company with legions of Martial Artists. Which Martial Artist doesn't need Potions? If an Apothecary shouts for help, a crowd answers—how could ordinary folk stand against that?

Miss Bai's heart beat faster. For scions of great Families, the question is always how to climb higher—and here stood a powerful ally. If he backed her, the other young Family members would be no match.

Her gaze toward Liu Zhenhua softened into something the senior staff had never seen. Yet who could be jealous? Could you whip up tens of millions in Potions at a whim?

The managers kept their envy to themselves. This deal would net about twenty million in profit, but the real prize was reputation—something money can't buy.

Under Miss Bai's direction, the paperwork finished in ten minutes. The usual battery of tests was skipped; everyone had watched the transaction—what doubt could remain?

At payment time, everyone expected Liu Zhenhua to use a smart-chip. Instead, he tossed over an old wristwatch, astounding the room—who still used those relics?

In the past, they would have mocked, but now no one spoke. After all, the battered watch held more than seventy million. You might own the latest chip, but did it hold that much?

Many recalled the old tale of a man lugging cash in a snakeskin sack. Liu Zhenhua's stunt was the modern version: a busted smart-watch hiding seventy million—the perfect example of pretending to be a pig to eat the tiger.

Most regretful was the salesgirl who had looked down on him. She had retouched her makeup in the restroom, yet Liu Zhenhua never even glanced her way. Girls work these counters not for the meager salary but in hopes that some Apothecary will take a fancy and carry them off—as wife or maid. She had let her golden chance slip and could almost cry.

After the funds cleared, Eldest Miss Bai produced a certificate: Apothecary Apprentice. They had found Liu Zhenhua's data online; he held no credentials, so she issued him this license on the spot.

Liu Zhenhua gave a wry smile at the card—no doubt Young Master Xue had pulled strings for his own. Yet an Apothecary's license was tougher; it required the Alchemist Guild's seal under Garrison Headquarters supervision.

“Let's swap contact info. If you need anything, find me first—in this city I still have some pull… and if nothing's urgent, we can always share a meal or just talk.”

When those words left Miss Bai's lips, her own cheeks warmed; she had never invited a boy before. As for the managers—today's heaviest blow: after years at Hundred Herbs Hall, none had shared a meal with the Young Miss, yet this newcomer…

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#22A pretty boy's talent?

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Chapter 22 – Pretty-Boy Talent?

Liu Zhenhua felt as if he'd been electrocuted… Miss Bai's smile was lethally charming. Just as he was about to melt, the System chimed in.

Beep-beep… Talent detected: Innocent & Alluring. Copy?

Copy cost: 5 million. 100,000 per use.

Only then did Liu Zhenhua understand why he'd felt that jolt—Miss Bai actually possessed this talent. He marveled: there really is such a gift under the heavens? If I learn it, won't I be able to live as a kept pretty-boy?

The System was shamelessly greedy; every activation of the talent cost money—100,000 a pop. A Warrior Apprentice's combat skill only cost 10,000 per use. How did the System price these things?

In the past he would have scoffed and ignored the message, but now it was pocket change—five million? He'd just earned more than seventy. Of course he chose to learn it.

‘Then I'll take my leave of you, Miss Bai. I'm still new to this city and don't know it well, but my master needs me. Good-bye—I look forward to our next meeting.'

This time it was Miss Bai who felt the electric shock.

She hadn't expected it; she'd only meant to size Liu Zhenhua up, yet her heart was suddenly racing. He was just a sixteen-year-old kid, and she was already twenty-two—how could she fall for a boy?

Yet that was exactly how she felt. The moment he walked out she was already longing for their next encounter. Was this… love?

Miss Bai had no idea what was happening; she didn't even know she possessed that talent. Liu Zhenhua, however, knew perfectly well: if he didn't make her miss him, that 100,000 would have been spent for nothing.

‘Young lady… young lady…'

Like a love-struck girl she stared after Liu Zhenhua until he disappeared. Only then did an old man call out.

‘If he really is a Senior Alchemist, you might consider him, miss. It could help your future. Didn't you say you dislike the Young Master of House Wang? This might be your chance.'

The old man spoke while walking; by the time Miss Bai came back to her senses he had vanished. He was her Bodyguard, her nanny, the old steward who had raised her.

The other managers' hearts were broken. Seeing their Young Miss like this, how could they not understand? She had fallen head over heels. Yet they quickly found a new angle: all those Young Masters from great Families used to sneer at them—‘don't dream of toads eating swan meat.'

Now those same Young Masters had become the toads. What could they give the Young Miss? A few-million-credit sports car? A few-million-credit necklace? Yet in fifteen minutes that boy had handed her twenty million in profit—who among them could match that?

Liu Zhenhua didn't concern himself with Hundred Herbs Hall's affairs; that was their business. He was on his way home when his watch buzzed—Fang Qiang was calling.

After Fang Qiang's long-winded chatter Liu Zhenhua gathered two things: first, the previous Black Horn Ants had been sold and his 400,000 credited.

Second, he was to hurry to the Community Martial Arts Hall; the assessment for Warrior Apprentice was about to begin—even the Controller was waiting.

An hour earlier that 400,000 had been eagerly anticipated; back then he was broke, his entire savings enough for one set of herbs.

Now it meant nothing. Watching the 400,000 land in his account, he felt nothing—he already had seventy-plus million. Besides, he'd just splurged 100,000 to impress Miss Bai; what was another 400,000?

What occupied him now was heading to the Community Martial Arts Hall for the assessment.

Memories of the place surfaced quickly.

Every Gathering Point was supposed to have a Community Martial Arts Hall to improve the Common People's ability to take a hit; in today's world only powerful Martial Artists mattered.

The hall was where everyone trained, but Liu Zhenhua's Gathering Point was too poor to fund one alone, so it had to share with the neighboring point.

This was common in the city: the Garrison Headquarters allocated resources by hall count. Without a hall you weren't recognized as a Gathering Point, and your population would be swallowed by neighbors, so sharing was routine.

Liu Zhenhua glanced at the distant bus stop and instantly mocked himself—he had seventy million yet still thought of taking the bus? Look at that queue; if he waited, the sun would set. He couldn't keep the Controller waiting. He waved down a taxi—so a few hundred credits were nothing.

To the current Liu Zhenhua, time was money, and money? Today it was worth less than dog-shit—hadn't he just earned seventy million in an hour?

He had long known of this Community Martial Arts Hall but had never set foot inside—it charged fees. Even locals paid 100 credits an hour; for a Family living on 3,000 a month, that was impossible, so he had always envied those who trained inside.

‘Over here—everyone's upstairs waiting for you!'

Liu Zhenhua wandered about until Fang Qiang spotted him at the gate, mainly because he hadn't expected Liu Zhenhua to arrive by taxi.

Apocalypse : Super Copy System Chapter 23

#23Community Martial Arts School

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Chapter 23: Community Martial Arts Hall

When the taxi drove in earlier, Fang Qiang had even cursed under his breath, wondering which rich Young Master had come running here. Taxis were a luxury here and were basically never used, so he hadn't considered it might be Liu Zhenhua.

Fang Qiang felt somewhat dissatisfied. This guy Liu Zhenhua had previously mentioned buying a house for his mother, yet now that he had just gotten those hundreds of thousands, was he starting to show off? Was he starting to be wasteful? But how could he know that Liu Zhenhua still had over 70 million in his card?

Although Fang Qiang didn't approve of Liu Zhenhua's actions, the money belonged to someone else after all. Moreover, this Community Martial Arts Hall didn't entirely belong to them; it also belonged to people from another Gathering Point. Even if he wanted to lecture him, it wouldn't be appropriate here.

Knowing it was Liu Zhenhua's first time here, Fang Qiang gave him an introduction. The first floor was for training, and anyone could come here as long as they paid 100 yuan per hour.

The second floor was for Warrior Apprentices. No matter how much money you offered, there was no way to train on the second floor unless you were one. Warrior Apprentices trained here for free, which was also to motivate everyone to study hard and eventually turn themselves into a Warrior Apprentice.

The third floor was where Martial Artists trained. Currently, they didn't have the ability to go up there. The third floor was also the most luxurious, but there were only two Martial Artists between the two Gathering Points.

The place where Liu Zhenhua was to be assessed was on the second floor. As Fang Qiang pulled Liu Zhenhua up, he saw Wei Xiong from a distance with a long face.

"Hurry over! Where did you run off to, kid? Today is your big day. As long as you pass the Warrior Apprentice assessment, you'll have broken the record for our entire Gathering Point. You'll be the youngest Warrior Apprentice in our whole Gathering Point, and I reckon you might even make a mark in the entire Base City."

Upon seeing Liu Zhenhua, the gloom on Wei Xiong's face finally dissipated. For Wei Xiong, no good news had come lately, and Liu Zhenhua becoming the youngest Warrior Apprentice was the best news recently. It would be a huge help in boosting the strength of their Gathering Point. Previously, he only ever heard about which Warrior Apprentice had died, but it had been a long time since he heard of a new one.

Most importantly, Wei Xiong had heard from Fang Qiang that Liu Zhenhua's ability might not just be that of a Warrior Apprentice; he might even be a Quasi-Warrior!

This made Wei Xiong even happier. If a Gathering Point had two Warriors, then the entire Gathering Point would surely develop rapidly. Currently, Wei Xiong's Gathering Point only had one Warrior, so Wei Xiong had to personally oversee things here every day, and his own skills were almost going to waste.

If there were an extra Warrior, Wei Xiong could let that guy watch the house while he went out of the city to participate in hunts. He could bring back millions every month, which would be a huge help in improving the Gathering Point.

Furthermore, if a Gathering Point had two Warriors, it was also a symbol of strength. Experts from other surrounding areas would likely come to join them, and their lives would only get better and better.

"What's the big deal? It's just one more Warrior Apprentice. Even if there were one more Warrior, I don't see why you need to be so happy. Besides, the assessment isn't finished yet. Isn't it a bit early to be happy?"

A discordant voice came over. Just now, Wei Xiong had been angry with this guy. This person wasn't simple either; he was the Controller of the other Gathering Point. The two Gathering Points had joined forces to establish this Community Martial Arts Hall.

The Resources distributed from above were allocated according to the Community Martial Arts Hall. Since two Gathering Points had established one Community Martial Arts Hall, the relationship between the two was one of conflict. They argued incessantly over Resources every time. Wei Xiong was clumsy with words and quite honest, so he had suffered many losses in previous divisions.

"Zhang Chu, are you jealous? If you have something to say, say it directly. There's no need to speak in such a Yin and Yang manner. Your side gained a Warrior Apprentice a few months ago, and I didn't speak to you like this, did I?"

Regarding resource allocation, according to the rules of the Garrison Headquarters, priority was given to Warrior Apprentices. If Wei Xiong's side had one more Warrior Apprentice, then the Resources on their side would be a bit less.

"You didn't speak like that, but you haven't shown a good face for months either. Let's not talk about anything else; you look like you're still unconvinced. At worst, let's settle it at the gambling table. Let your Newcomer compete with ours. How about we bet this month's Supplies? If you don't have the guts, then forget it."

Hearing this, Liu Zhenhua couldn't help but feel a bit of a headache. He had just agreed to compete with Young Master Xue in concocting Potions, and now he had to compete with someone else. Was he destined to spend his whole life competing? However, Liu Zhenhua wasn't afraid. Since he had real skills, he wasn't afraid of any competition.

In the past, Zhang Chu frequently instigated such incidents. Wei Xiong was someone who refused to admit defeat; even though he knew his side was slightly weaker, he would still compete with this guy Zhang Chu. He couldn't let their side's prestige be weakened, so for several months, he had lost all the Resources to this guy.

The reason Zhang Chu picked this matter was also because he felt there was an advantage to be taken. Seeing Liu Zhenhua just now made him even more certain. Liu Zhenhua was simply too young to have any deep foundation. Although their side also had a Newcomer, he had already been a Warrior Apprentice for a month and had performed quite well on several missions. Liu Zhenhua's side had only gone out once, so the chances of winning were much higher.

To be honest, Wei Xiong was unwilling to participate in such a competition. It was obvious their strength wasn't up to par. If they really lost, their side wouldn't have Resources for two months. The lives of the Common People below were already hard. The reason the Patrol Team had lost so miserably these few times was directly related to losing Resources the last two times.

But if he didn't participate, it would make him look too cowardly. Would the brothers below have thoughts about it? In the Community Martial Arts Hall, such competitions were permitted by the Garrison Headquarters, which even encouraged them to increase everyone's strength.

In such a setting, Liu Zhenhua was a Junior, so it wasn't convenient for him to speak. When Liu Zhenhua looked up, the Warrior Apprentice on the opposite side was waving his fist as if demonstrating his might to Liu Zhenhua. That look was incredibly obnoxious, and Liu Zhenhua really wanted to go up and teach him a lesson.

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Chapter 24: Niu Er's Vision

"Controller, how about we just don't participate? The Common People under us are already suffering enough; some families have been eating Protein Block for a month. If we don't get any grain this time, I'm afraid they won't be able to hold on."

A Warrior Apprentice on Wei Xiong's side spoke up. These people didn't have much confidence in Liu Zhenhua either. After all, they hadn't seen Liu Zhenhua in action. They had only heard about the situation back then from Fang Qiang, but they knew the kid on Zhang Chu's side was very formidable.

Hesitation appeared on Wei Xiong's Face. Thinking about the hard times they were going through, it was all the result of the previous few battles. His side had lost a lot of resources, which also increased the losses of the Patrol Team. If they could get those sets of armor, perhaps fewer people would have died. But if they played the coward now, who knew how this guy Zhang Chu would publicize it!

"Everyone, come over and take a look! There's another great opportunity to make money. The newcomers from our two Gathering Points are going to compete. The people from our Gathering Point are a bit more skilled, so the odds are 1 to 0.4. The person on Big Brother Wei's side is a newcomer, so this is your chance to make money; the odds are 1 to 3. Everyone, hurry up and place your bets!"

Without waiting for Wei Xiong to make a decision, this guy Zhang Chu started shouting in advance. All the Warrior Apprentices on the second floor came over. Nearly 20 people from the two Gathering Points swarmed over. Wei Xiong was now in a difficult position and could only agree to participate.

Hearing these odds, Liu Zhenhua didn't feel any Life Qi of anger in his heart; instead, he felt that an opportunity to make money was coming soon. He had originally prepared a series of scripts to make this guy jump into a pit himself, but now there was no need to be in such a hurry. Since you want it this way, there's nothing more to say. Whatever you swallowed before, I'll make you spit it all out at once this time. Let's have some fun with those 1 to 3 odds!

Anyway, I'm not afraid of any competition.

"Damn, this really is a good chance to make money. I'm betting 200,000."

No one expected that the first person to jump out and place a bet would actually be Niu Er.

"I say, Niu Er, you've got some nerve. Do you want money more than your life? Your Controller is still standing right here, and you're already betting on our side? Don't let it be that you win the money but have no good days when you go back."

Zhang Chu said with a smile, while also mocking Wei Xiong.

The people on Wei Xiong's side were also very angry. this guy Niu Er was usually unreliable, and he couldn't be counted on at critical moments either. Now that the two Gathering Points were betting against each other, even if you didn't support our side, there was no need to bet your money on their side, right? This was boosting others' morale while undermining their own. Wei Xiong wished he could go over and give him a beating.

"Brother Zhang, I think you've got this wrong. I didn't say I was betting on Li Tie's side; I said I was betting on our side."

Niu Er pointed at that very strong guy. It turned out that guy was called Li Tie, and he was the youngest Warrior Apprentice on Zhang Chu's side.

The smile on Zhang Chu's Face froze instantly. Zhang Chu felt as if his ears had misheard. The people around were equally dumbfounded. this guy Niu Er usually loved taking advantage of things, and although he lost more than he won when betting, the situation today was so clear—surely he wasn't just giving us money? Besides, this kid didn't even have 200,000; this money was likely borrowed.

In everyone's hearts, the chance of Liu Zhenhua winning was simply too small, almost less than or equal to zero. How could a 16-year-old green youth be a match for Li Tie? Li Tie's Iron Fist technique was performed with formidable power.

"I say, Niu Er, you haven't sobered up from last night's wine, have you? Look clearly and don't be fooled into stupidity by the 1 to 3 odds. You have to bet on the winning side."

this guy Zhang Chu said with some disbelief. Was Niu Er really stupid? Even if he was stupid, he couldn't joke around with 200,000.

"How is that possible? I didn't drink any wine last night. Brother Zhang, are you taking the bet or not?"

Niu Er was not deterred by Zhang Chu; instead, he kept urging the guy to write him a betting slip.

Liu Zhenhua was also speechless. He didn't expect the one who believed in him the most was the one he had beaten up. Indeed, it was like this; since Niu Er had been disciplined by Liu Zhenhua before, he naturally knew how much power Liu Zhenhua's fist held. The upcoming competition was a Punching Machine test between the two of them to see whose strength was greater.

"Of course I dare to take it. You old fellow are willing to give me money, and I'm more than happy to take it. Hold onto your slip; it'll be a piece of scrap paper in a moment. Let's see when you'll pay back this 200,000."

Zhang Chu said cheerfully. Although he was a bit suspicious, there wasn't much to say. Since you're willing to give away money, could we possibly not accept it?

None of the people on Liu Zhenhua's side dared to place heavy bets. Most of the Warrior Apprentices only bet one or two thousand yuan. Only Wei Xiong bet the most, but it was the same as Niu Er, just 200,000. His family fortune was much larger than Niu Er's. Fang Qiang bet 100,000, which was the limit of his ability.

In Wei Xiong's heart, he didn't expect Liu Zhenhua to win at all. Although Fang Qiang said Liu Zhenhua was very formidable, hearing is hollow while seeing is believing. As for that 200,000, Wei Xiong considered it as buying Face for himself. Anyway, he had some savings; he had saved quite a lot of money from hunting Vicious Beasts in the early years.

"Don't be nervous. Just stay calm during the fight later. That guy opposite only looks strong; he might not even have as much power in his punch as you do. It doesn't matter if you lose. After all, you're still young; you can just find an opportunity to win it back later. You must never lose your confidence."

Before the battle began, Wei Xiong gave Liu Zhenhua a lecture. Wei Xiong didn't care about the money; what he feared most was Liu Zhenhua becoming dispirited from then on, which would be troublesome.

"Thank you, Controller. But please rest assured, Controller, your 200,000 yuan will become 600,000."

Liu Zhenhua said with great confidence. Now, Liu Zhenhua went in first to conduct the test. The test for a Warrior Apprentice was very simple: as long as you didn't use any skills and hit the Punching Machine with one fist, if your pure strength exceeded 200 kilograms, you could basically pass as a Warrior Apprentice.

Seeing Liu Zhenhua pass the exam smoothly, there was no relaxation on the Faces of these people. The exam was no longer very important; the most important thing was the upcoming gambling match. Besides the money they had bet, there were also materials worth several million yuan. That was the most important part.

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Chapter 25: Increasing the Bet

Wei Xiong had even made up his mind that if all the resources were lost this time, he would take out a portion of his own money to buy some food, no matter how much; he couldn't let his men go hungry.

Liu Zhenhua still had some impression of the Controller; years ago, when his mother couldn't receive her salary and many in the community were starving, it was the Controller who had sent them some food.

Although it was just some coarse grain flour, it was at least enough to fill their stomachs. It was precisely because of Wei Xiong's existence that the entire Gathering Point had been able to hold on until today. Otherwise, it would have been annexed by others long ago. If they were annexed by another Gathering Point, their fate wouldn't be good; they would definitely be used as cannon fodder.

"Tsk tsk tsk... You really have some skill under your belt to pass the assessment so quickly. But you won't be able to avoid losing in a moment. Look at the bets from both sides; you only have these few pathetic souls over here, while our side already has several million."

this guy Zhang Chu just had a big mouth. If you're getting rich, just keep it to yourself, but he just had to come over and say it out loud.

In fact, this guy was also thinking of putting pressure on Liu Zhenhua to make him feel uneasy later, increasing their side's chances of winning.

this guy had also calculated that if their side won, there would be a profit of about 2 million. If Liu Zhenhua's side won, there would be a profit of about 3 million. No matter what, as the bookmaker, he was guaranteed to make a profit without losing; he had calculated this very clearly.

Zhang Chu's Gathering Point was even poorer than Wei Xiong's, so he had to find ways to get some money from other places. We can't control your thoughts, but if you come to bully us, then you're in the wrong. Liu Zhenhua had already decided to teach this guy a lesson and make him spit out everything he had taken before.

"Brother Zhang, it seems the betting isn't very balanced. I wonder if I can also place a bet? I want to bet on myself. Is there any upper limit?"

He thought Liu Zhenhua's spirit would be crushed, but who knew this guy would be all smiles and even thinking about throwing money in? He already knew Liu Zhenhua's test result was only 240 kilograms, while their Li Tie had 340 kilograms during his test—a full 100 kilograms more. If he still couldn't win, Li Tie might as well go home and raise children.

Although some skills would affect the final value, most people knew that your pure stats were the most important.

"Just bring it on. No matter how much money you bet, I dare to take it. You can ask your Controller about my reputation. Has there ever been a time when I won money and didn't pay out?"

this guy Zhang Chu said with a smile, thinking someone was sending him money again. After he finished speaking, Liu Zhenhua looked back, and Wei Xiong indeed nodded. Although this guy Zhang Chu was very loathsome, there was really nothing to pick on regarding his credit; he always paid the full amount to people.

"Alright then, I won't ask for too much. I have 4 million here. I don't know if Brother Zhang will accept it. If you accept, we'll prepare for the challenge immediately. If not, then let this gambling match end, and we'll just distribute the resources as they should be. Let's not make a fuss about this here."

Liu Zhenhua directly threw his watch over. No one present believed he had 4 million, but Zhang Chu clearly saw the balance on it; there really was 4 million.

After the initial shock, Zhang Chu quickly smiled. This kid wanted to scare him off, thinking he wouldn't dare to take the bet?

Zhang Chu calculated in his mind. If he accepted this 4 million and the kid really won, he would have to pay out 12 million. Besides the money on the table, he would have to fork out six or seven million himself, which was almost all of his savings.

But this was based on the premise that the kid would win. If the kid lost, this 4 million would all belong to him.

He remembered Liu Zhenhua's words again. If you wanted to bet, you would just throw the money here; why say so much nonsense? Every sentence was about redistributing those resources. This indicated that the kid didn't dare to participate at all and just wanted to use this money to scare him off.

"What are you saying? We're all men here, the kind who stand up to pee. Our word is our bond. If I didn't dare to take the bet because there was too much money, how could I be a bookmaker in the future? Just rest assured; I can still afford a mere 10 million or so."

Zhang Chu said with a smile, while also observing Liu Zhenhua's expression. When Zhang Chu finished speaking, Liu Zhenhua's pupils constricted sharply. This was a sign of fear. Zhang Chu felt even less afraid. You want to use this trick? It seems you're still too green. Just wait to lose your 4 million!

Liu Zhenhua's money was quickly deducted. Everyone present gasped. If it were the Advanced classes in the city, such a gambling match probably wouldn't be much—there were even those ten or a hundred times more than this—but they were just two relatively poor Gathering Points living in the suburbs. For a gambling match of over ten million to appear, how could everyone not be surprised?

"Don't worry. This kid's result is far behind yours. In a moment, as long as you perform with your usual ability, we can take 

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