CHAPTER 429: CHAPTER 157: SPATIAL AUCTION, METAPHYSICAL RUSH PURCHASE (PART 6)

The most ridiculous thing is the recent listing price of a unique attribute Divine Artifact in the Land of Sin, which once closed at nearly one billion, taken by a player from the Breaking Clan.

Now the latest closing price has dropped to 3 million.

Cases of equipment price plummeting are still increasing, and the game’s economy is facing a collapse.

The only reason it can still be maintained is because the issuance speed of qualifications for the Dark Land is too slow, causing many players to choose between Land of Sin and Conquest.

But many players’ hearts are already in the Dark Land.

Including him.

After shouting in the main city’s chat channel for a long time, finally a player sent him a private message, but the quoted price was quite far off Tong Xin’s psychological price.

It took 3 hours to sell one headgear equipment, and that was at 80% of the psychological price.

Calling out the Trading House function, comparing each item’s price, Tong Xin adjusted the psychological price of each equipment and shouted again.

This time the selling progress was noticeably faster.

Weapons, breastplates, bracers, belts, shoes, necklaces, all sold at 60-70% original price.

Only the shield in his hand just wouldn’t sell.

Shield Warrior is an unpopular profession in the game, and the current environment is bad, making shields even harder to sell.

No choice, he could only keep lowering the price, finally selling it at 40% off to a player from the Alien Race, bringing in a total of 13,200 in revenue.

Next was clearing the warehouse.

Approaching the warehouse NPC in the main city, he took all the inventory out and listed them in batches at a price lower than the Trading Market.

With each batch sold, he would list another batch.

In this process, many pieces of equipment reminded Tong Xin of the days of fighting hard with good brothers.

Among them, a rookie equipment made him sigh unwillingly when he took it out to prepare for decomposition, yet he ended up throwing it back into the warehouse.

This equipment was the starting point for him in this game and will henceforth forever sleep with this account in the endless darkness.

"Brother, goodbye."

With both the backpack and warehouse cleared, Tong Xin bid farewell to his Shield Warrior, then logged off.

Taking a glance at the time, it was already 8:13 in the morning.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

In no time, the call was connected, followed by a confused inquiry from a middle-aged man.

After expressing his intention to resign, the other side paused before saying:

"I can help you apply for improved welfare benefits, has something happened?"

"Nothing happened, I just don’t want to do it anymore." Tong Xin straightforwardly expressed his thoughts without any nonsense.

"Alright, I will settle your salary in advance."

"Thank you."

After hanging up the phone, Tong Xin felt relieved all over.

Since he decided to continue scrambling for Dark Land game qualifications, he didn’t plan to go back to work.

If he can’t get the original version, he will go for pirated, intending to use all his time on getting game qualifications, re-entering the "Cultivation" mode.

The probability of grabbing original game qualifications tomorrow is very small, so he must prepare for a sleepless night.

Opening the shopping app, he began ordering.

Energy drinks, coffee, tea, chocolate, snack packs... Stocking up in advance, ready to welcome the upcoming Cultivation moment.

This time, he’s going all out.

If he doesn’t get the qualification, he will keep trying.

It’s either obtaining the qualification or his soul leaving the body, one of them is bound to happen.

...

The next day at 11:30 PM.

Tong Xin stood on the balcony holding three incense sticks, took out a lighter.

Click!

The leaping flame licked the incense heads greedily, instantly wafting blue smoke rising, with a faint sandalwood aroma, swirling in the night sky.

Stuffing the lighter into his pocket, he held the three incense sticks with both hands to his chest.

"All Gods and Buddhas above, today I stand at the crossroads of life and decision, wish you could protect me, aid my success."

After speaking, Tong Xin kneeled heavily on the ground, producing a muffled sound.

Keeping his back straight, he leaned forward with his upper body, and bowed deeply at the sky.

Once, twice, thrice, after three kowtows, he held the three incense sticks above his head, looked at the sky with a serious expression and said:

"Ancestors above, there is a request today, Dark Land is about to issue the next round of qualification grabs, hope you can bless me in heaven to succeed in acquiring game qualifications... During the Tomb-Sweeping Festival I’ll treat you to a feast, remember to give me a heads-up in your dreams if you want to eat anything."

After another three kowtows, he stuck the three incense sticks into the flowerpot on the balcony and turned back to his room.

The room floor was filled with white candles, arranged in a symmetrical pattern.

This was an array structure of a Luck Changing Array he saw online, it was said that following the steps could bring good luck.

Seeing these theories before, Tong Xin would undoubtedly scoff at them.

What nonsense luck-changing ritual, in what era we are, those who believe this crap are fools.

But the situation is different now.

He doesn’t want to miss any slightest possibility.

No matter if mysticism is effective or not, doing it first anyway.

All Gods and Buddhas, Luck Changing Ceremony, Ancestor’s blessing... a complete set without missing one, what if it works?

After lighting all the candles, Tong Xin stepped over them, sat in the center of the array and muttered, occasionally glancing at the transcripts of Luck Changing Prayers on his phone.

After finishing the lines, Tong Xin closed his eyes, meditating external forces entering his body.

This is an important process in the Luck Changing Ceremony, imagining capturing fortune from outside and enhancing one’s self.

After the entire procedure finished, Tong Xin folded his hands:

"Bless me Star Network Bro, if I receive the qualifications this time, you will be my big brother hereafter."

Then Tong Xin blew out the candles, wrapped them respectfully with paper and placed them at the bedside.

Before snatching the qualification, he took a shower, changed his clothes, washed away bad luck on his body, donned a new set of clothes, and sat in front of the computer desk.

He used all the means possible, now it’s up to luck.

He clicked on the shortcut icon on the desk, the Dark Land’s official site popped up.

The center of the webpage was displaying a countdown.

[Time remaining until Dark Land game qualifications issuance: 14 minutes 49 seconds, number of qualifications for this issuance: 1,000,000]

Watching the countdown numbers jump, Tong Xin’s heart was agitated.

With only five minutes left, he got up and went to the living room, took three incense sticks and lit them, returning to his room to stick them beside the computer desk.

Mysticism protects the body, all is comprehended.

Every passing second, Tong Xin’s mood grew more anxious.

When only 10 seconds were left, he began frantically clicking the left mouse button.

"Ancestors bless, help me out!"

The countdown reached zero, Tong Xin roared inwardly:

"Let me get it ahhh!"

At that moment, a notification popped up on the Dark Land’s official site:

[Congratulations, Identity Number: SS2232142X, Purchase succeeded, obtained Dark Land game qualification, would you like to pay for certification and activation?]

"Hahahaha!"

At this moment, Tong Xin laughed obnoxiously.

Standing up, he placed his right foot on the chair, hand on waist, right hand pointing at the computer screen:

"Mastering!"

The arrogant expression, he almost had "I’m number one in the world" written all over his face.

Then he sent the webpage screenshot to the kindergarten’s passionate chat group:

Preschool director: Just a game qualification, easily mastered (Invincible Lonely.jpg)(webpage screenshot.jpg)