Apocalypse Gachapon

Chapter 508: Reinforcements are here
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Chapter 508: Reinforcements are here

“One level two crystal, five level one crystal.”

A thin old man squatted under a tattered building and rested on the wall. He had a half-smoke cigarette that wasn’t lit in his hands.

“Are you bullying me?”

A young man with a cold expression covered a dozen materials in his clothes, and rage flashed in his eyes.

The thin old man smiled. The teeth that weren’t brushed for a long time turned white, making one uncomfortable.

“Little Peng, we have known each other since you evolved. We have traded at least 80 times; when have I conned you?”

The guy called Little Peng didn’t budge, but his gaze turned more gentle.

“Haiz.” The old man sighed. He didn’t care about Little Peng and took the materials individually.

“Level two Black Vine Fish scales, level two Loud Scorpion Tail, level two Violent Crab pincer, yi, Naga Blood Crown? Oh, a young one.”

The thin old man counted, “Two more level one crystals, no more.”

He looked at Little Peng, “You also know that our Cloud Port hasn’t been peaceful; the monsters have been charging over, and we nearly failed to hold on.”

“Of course, that is what the alliance bosses care about, and it has nothing to do with us. But there are more of them, so more are killed. Their material prices have been dropping. One of the smiths here, Old Song, was recruited by a faction, and nobody can craft equipment for us. If these weren’t from you, I wouldn’t have even taken them, as I have no use for them!”

He sighed while saying. Little Peng didn’t know if he was telling the truth. He heard about Old Song, but there was no way that only Old Song was a smith here.

“One more level one crystal, and these are yours; if not, I will try my luck at the old street.”

“One demon crystal… Okay, one level two and eight level one. Here, take them.”

The thin old man shoved the crystal to Little Peng. He took a look before leaving.

He moved between the few buildings and would attack the targets he could defeat. He would avoid them if he met a small zombie horde or mutated lifeforms. Half an hour later, he was near a tall building. He looked around carefully and entered a well. He moved around the smelly tunnels and appeared on one of the higher floors.

Apart from this, the other entrances to the building were blocked. That included all the windows and elevator wells of this 18-floor building.

“Old Six, you are back!”

A young man around his age shouted and pulled his brother up. He removed the stone board that covered the hole.

This was built by their 414 Running Squad and was connected to the wells outside.

“How, how much did you trade them for?”

The young man followed behind Little Peng and looked around his body. He focused quickly on that small bag.

“Let me look.”

He didn’t care about whether or not Little Peng agreed. He reached out to the small bag. Little Peng stopped as if he was making it easier for him. But he looked at the ally lower his body before his gaze turned cold.

The bag was opened, and the guy exclaimed. His body fell backward, and he kicked.

This was his strongest skill-- Familiar Kick!

Little Peng was prepared, and at the same time that he exclaimed, Little Tiger moved backward to the corner of the wall and stood there silently.

Ah ah ah!

He shouted and continued to kick, but he couldn’t find a target. His eyes scratched his face, and he wanted to pull the thing that flew from that bag and was stuck on his face. The sharp tubes stabbed into his cheeks and filled his head with pain.

“You killed second and third brother? Old Five and the smallest were killed by you, too. Old Four was abandoned by you when you fled. Big brother, you shall answer to the brothers.”

Little Peng took a bottle and drank. He looked at the boss deny it, cursed, and then begged before he died.

When he lay there and didn’t move, Little Peng moved slowly to his side. He squatted down and took off the thing that was quickly drying. He looked at the face covered in holes, and his body was filled with cold intent.

“I disappointed you. I didn’t trade the crystals for a four-star potion but for an Ocean Star Pet. In the future, you will pay for your sins in a hatched beast form.”

The boss's body grew bigger, like a high-pressure water gun shot into his mouth. A few seconds later, his stomach exploded, and a soft thing twitched. It looked like a giant black starfish with white spots.

Its five-sided shape had a slight bump in the center. An eye looked around, and below it was a black level-three crystal.

“You will be called Black Revenge.”

Little Peng tapped the hatched starfish beast that had signed a battle beast contract with him, and he smiled.

But before that smile disappeared, he heard some noises.

That was impossible in the apocalypse, but it happened. Little Peng heard sounds in the entire Cloud Port.

He ran to the tenth floor, and there was an observation post he left. He pushed a cabinet and saw a ten thousand-strong team led by someone around his age.

This was the first time he saw Ye Zhongming.

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Cloud Port Alliance was formed from all the middle to large factions in Cloud Port to go against the ocean beast wave. It was temporarily formed, but after a few months, it was moving towards a real alliance with five people at its core.

On this day, five people led people out of the city center. They fought the mutated lifeforms while moving to the north of the city.

Anyone who saw them followed. An hour later, this team was over 50 thousand strong. More survivors continued to rush over to this team.

Many people didn’t know at first but discovered that a giant team they had convinced to help had arrived in Cloud Port!

The reinforcements were here!

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