Apocalyptic Paradise, Wellness-Type Godly Tycoon

On stage, a blonde beauty with a high nose bridge, a black beauty like an exquisite pearl, a cold and glamorous queen, a childlike loli, and a mysterious female warrior—five absolute beauties with ...

Chapter 159 Transaction

Jia Wenlong drove at full speed and soon appeared in front of a villa.

This is the Moshi branch of the Demon God Chamber of Commerce!

Two burly ancient warriors stood in front of the door, wearing weapons, looking majestic and with the eyes of a tiger or an eagle.

The two wore warrior uniforms with the three characters of Demon God Cult printed on the back. Because they had a thumb-sized stone hanging on their chests to keep out the cold, they were not affected by the low temperature at all.

Ordinary Demon God followers all wear thumb-sized cold-proof stones, which is extremely arrogant.

"The biggest cold-proof stone I bought with all my money is only the size of a thumb, yet I'm treated the same as the guards of the Demon God Chamber of Commerce."

When Jia Wenlong saw the cold-proof stone on the guard's chest, his eyes were complicated.

I used to be a well-known rich second-generation, but now I have become the lowest class of people.

I must seize the opportunity this time.

He thought of the mysterious Lu Tian, ​​and a high fighting spirit surged in his heart.

When I arrived at the hall, it was brightly lit and there were three windows, one for application to join the church, one for crystal core trading, and one for general trading.

There were people queuing up at the windows for crystal core transactions and applications for membership, but the windows for ordinary transactions were empty.

Behind the window, a beautiful young woman was putting on makeup out of boredom.

Jia Wenlong was not surprised at all when he saw this. Ordinary people didn't even have enough food to eat themselves, so how could they have any spare supplies to trade?

Cold-proof stones aren't essential. As long as you're not freezing to death, just stay indoors.

Those with super powers can join the Demon God Cult based on their strength and obtain the Anti-Cold Stone. If they don't want to, they can also hunt wild beasts and exchange the wild beast crystal cores for the Anti-Cold Stone.

Jia Wenlong came to the regular trading window and explained his purpose: "I want to exchange for the Cold-Resistant Stone?"

The woman was a little surprised to feel someone at the window, after all, no one had been there for a long time. She raised her head and looked at Jia Wenlong.

Seeing the cold-proof stone on Jia Wenlong's chest, the woman's eyes were slightly moved, but when she realized that he was just an ordinary person without awakened superpowers, a has-been young man, she restrained her surprise on her face, became indifferent and even a little annoyed:

"Ten kilograms of rice or flour for one gram of Anti-Cold Stone. How much do you want? One gram or two grams?"

If it was before the end of the world, Jia Wenlong would not have been able to bear this humiliation, but when he saw the E-level superpower controller nameplate on the woman's chest, he could only suppress his temper.

The situation was stronger than the person, and now martial arts were respected, and he was just an ordinary person without any awakened superpowers. He had no status to speak of.

"I want to exchange it for 100 grams of cold-resistant stone!"

Jia Wenlong straightened his waist and said.

A transaction of one hundred grams of anti-cold stone is definitely a big customer.

"Do you have a thousand kilograms of food? Are you dreaming? Are you making fun of me?"

When the woman heard the amount of Jia Wenlong's transaction, her face turned gloomy and she lashed out at Jia Wenlong like a machine gun. If it weren't for the glass blocking her, her saliva would have flown into his face.

Jia Wenlong's face twitched with anger, his lips trembled and he couldn't speak.

At this time, the people around also noticed the situation. After understanding the situation, they all looked at Jia Wenlong with amusement. Coming to the Demon God Chamber of Commerce to make trouble, he was trying to stir up trouble and was looking for death!

A thousand kilograms of grain? What kind of family could possibly be so generous? This guy must be crazy! Even an ordinary third-rate family couldn't come up with so much grain at once. Only the core members of the four major families in Magic City could be so generous.

At this moment, a sinister middle-aged man walked out of the house.

"It's Geng Wu, the deacon of the Demon God Chamber of Commerce's Moxi branch!"

"Geng Wu is a top ancient martial artist, ruthless and ruthless, and he can't tolerate any injustice."

"This kid is in trouble. He actually dared to come to his territory and cause trouble!"

When the people around saw Geng Wu, a hint of fear flashed in their eyes and they whispered about it.

Jia Wenlong was not panicked when he heard these people's discussions, and his expression remained calm as usual.

He came here to trade seriously, so there is nothing to be afraid of.

Geng Wu walked over with a sullen look on his face, his aura held back.

How dare you come to the Demon God Chamber of Commerce to cause trouble? Just treat him as if he doesn't exist!

"You want to exchange for the Cold-Resistant Stone?"

"certainly!"

Jia Wenlong was shocked by Geng Wu's momentum and forced himself to remain calm.

"Deacon Geng, this guy wants to exchange for 100 grams of Anti-Frost Stone. He's clearly here to cause trouble. Have him broken off and thrown out. Let everyone know that the Demon God Chamber of Commerce is not a place for random people to run wild!"

The woman in the window stood up and looked at Jia Wenlong with disdain.

"One hundred grams?!"

When Geng Wu heard this, his aura was about to explode. One hundred grams of cold-resistant stone required one thousand kilograms of food, which even he could not get.

The Demon God Chamber of Commerce is affiliated with the Demon God Cult. It has a huge influence and unfathomable strength. It can act arrogantly even in the Demon City, but the Demon God Cult also lacks supplies.

How could an ordinary person come up with so much food? He is obviously making fun of them. This is simply courting death.

"Wait, I'm really here to buy cold-resistant stones!"

Seeing that Geng Wu was about to attack, Jia Wenlong suddenly panicked. This was a top-notch ancient martial art, and any blow from him would either kill him or cripple him.

This is too unfair!

Jia Wenlong quickly spoke up to defend himself, as he was worried that if he was any slower, Geng Wu would attack the next moment.

"Well, I'll give you a chance, so others won't accuse the Demon God Chamber of Commerce of bullying its customers. Wait, if you can't come up with a thousand kilograms of food, don't blame me for being rude!"

Geng Wu restrained his own momentum and said coldly, "I don't believe Jia Wenlong can come up with it. This is just Jia Wenlong's last-ditch effort."

The people in the hall also didn't believe that Jia Wenlong could come up with a thousand kilograms of food. Even if they joined the Demon God Cult, they could only survive by not starving to death and would receive less than a hundred kilograms of food a year.

Seeing this, Jia Wenlong said calmly, "Deacon Geng, please send someone to help me move the food. I'm just an ordinary person and can't carry such heavy supplies."

Geng Wu asked the two ancient warriors in front of the door to follow Jia Wenlong to move things.

After Jia Wenlong and his men left, the woman at the counter walked seductively to Geng Wu and said in a coquettish voice, "Deacon Geng, this guy won't run away, will he?"

Geng Wu patted the woman's buttocks and said disapprovingly, "Even if he had the guts, he wouldn't dare to run away. He's just an ordinary person. Wei Zhang and the other two can easily deal with him!"

About ten minutes later, Jia Wenlong walked in with an arrogant look, followed by Wei Zhang and two others, carrying bags to build a tall tower.

Jia Wenlong asked Wei Zhang and the other man to put down their things. Before he could say anything, Geng Wu walked up to him quickly.

Geng Wu used his palm like a knife and quickly cut his pocket, revealing white rice inside, which made his pupils shrink.

"Rice, are these all rice?"

The appearance of the rice caused a commotion around, and everyone looked at the white rice greedily.

Geng Wu opened a few more bags, and found that they were either rice or flour, which made him feel a little embarrassed.

It’s actually real! And it’s all high-quality rice and flour!

He wanted to take these for himself.

But reason made him realize it.

This matter is not simple. There is someone behind Jia Wenlong.