Free Web Novel"I'll count this jade slip as ten more drones for you!" Xu Lang said with a hearty laugh.
After the transaction was completed, Lone Wanderer held seventeen drones in hand, feeling extremely satisfied.
"This is the pendant of the Starving Corpse's Daughter—it will increase your appetite while also boosting the effects of healing items... This is a curse skill scroll... This is..." Every time Rainy Night Blade pulled out an item, Xu Lang would give a price quote.
In the end, he traded for another seven drones, leaving both men with exactly seventeen apiece.
Xu Lang could tell that Lone Wanderer had truly run out of stock, while Rainy Night Blade still had some reserves left.
"It's almost midnight. Let's call it here," Xu Lang said with a smile.
"Wait!" Rainy Night Blade spoke up, staring at Xu Lang as he said, "Do you have a lot of food over there? I'd like to trade for some food."
[Nightmare Eye·Rainy Night Blade: Please don't refuse me, please don't let me down...]
Compared to combat drones, Rainy Night Blade seemed to want food even more.
This was quite interesting!
Xu Lang fixed his gaze on Rainy Night Blade, his eyes deep and unfathomable, taking a long time to respond.
The Starving Corpse Building was just a level-fifteen dormitory building, yet Rainy Night Blade was stronger than any player Xu Lang had ever fought.
What kind of building could raise someone like this?
The Starving Corpse Building.
It had something to it.
At its core, it had to be at least a top-grade dormitory building.
Rainy Night Blade's heart sank under Xu Lang's intense scrutiny, and just as he was about to lose his composure, Xu Lang spoke.
"Alright, we in Mad King Building aren't short on food." Xu Lang nodded, then glanced at Lone Wanderer and continued, "And on top of that, I can give each of you three more drones."
Rainy Night Blade and Lone Wanderer's hearts jolted.
Zero Number was being this generous?
There had to be a catch.
Sure enough, Xu Lang went on, "But when the time comes, you'll have to help me fight against the other dormitory buildings."
Xu Lang was clear-headed—he knew he'd already offended a lot of dorm buildings.
There was no helping it. In the Dorm Survival Game, playing the fool was simply not an option.
Otherwise, he wouldn't have unified Mad King Building so quickly. But stirring up universal hatred wasn't wise either—he didn't want to end up like Yuan Shu, unable to even drink a sip of honey water.
And both Rainy Night Blade and Lone Wanderer had considerable influence in their respective dorm buildings, so a shallow alliance could be formed.
"You want to form an alliance?!" Lone Wanderer was already a middle-aged man, and he wasn't lacking in political acumen.
"Don't you think this place of mine makes a great transit hub?" Xu Lang tapped the armrest of the sofa, crossing his legs as he said, "With you two leading the way, I believe the others on the radio station will eventually come here sooner or later."
Xu Lang wanted them to recruit people and build a small circle centered around himself.
Then, resources and intelligence from the Titan Ruins, and even beyond the Titan Ruins, would circulate through the Demon Box World.
Just thinking about it felt beautiful.
As long as he remained fair and impartial, this platform would definitely have a chance to stand, and people would be willing to come.
"This is an excellent start. What do you two think?" Mary interjected persuasively at this moment. "If one day you can't hold off an attack on your building, you can always ask us for help. All it costs is a price far lower than your life."
Emergency rescue plus the Myriad Buildings Exchange!
This narrative was far too compelling!
Rainy Night Blade's mind raced with thoughts. No wonder Zero Number didn't seem to ask for anything from him and Lone Wanderer—because what Xu Lang wanted to gain was far more than that.
If this platform was actually built, he couldn't even imagine how massive a player Xu Lang would become! A military-industrial complex? A financial complex? Unimaginable!
And with the convenience of the Taleblade Demon Box, there really was a chance of success!
"You'll definitely be boycotted by all the dorm buildings!" Lone Wanderer frowned.
"Doesn't matter. If you do it, there's a chance. If you don't, there'll never be a chance," Xu Lang said with a smile.
"Fine!" Rainy Night Blade nodded.
Lone Wanderer looked at him in surprise—he agreed that easily?
"I only see the benefits, not the downsides," Rainy Night Blade said with a grin. "Besides, my Starving Corpse Building is struggling to keep running. Without some fresh blood, it'll collapse soon enough."
Coming here, he had already prepared for death.
It was just like the stock market—charging in might send you soaring to the heavens, or leave you with nothing but bones.
"I'm in too!" Lone Wanderer gritted his teeth.
The fact that he had been willing to enter the Demon Box World already spoke volumes about his character.
In the Dorm Survival Game, no high-level player was a coward.
Agreeing to Zero Number might mean frequent trips to the Demon Box World from now on, with a massive increase in danger—but danger also meant opportunity.
"Hahaha!" Xu Lang laughed heartily. "Let's get our three buildings sharing resources and try running it for a while first. For now, I don't want too many people to know, so please keep it quiet, you two."
After that, the two discussed a rough outline of the alliance with Xu Lang before heading back home.
Time was running short.
...
[Rainy Night Blade and Lone Wanderer are continuously speaking...]
As soon as Rainy Night Blade and Lone Wanderer left the Demon Box World, they immediately got on the radio station, having a subtle exchange.
Lone Wanderer: "Zero Number's ambition is way too big. Do you think he's planning to rule the Titan Ruins? Otherwise, why would he set his sights on us? Is he really from a zero-tier dorm building?"
Rainy Night Blade: "In peacetime, someone like him would be the blessed son of fortune who becomes the richest man by thirty. We just need to cling to his leg—when the sky falls, he'll hold it up!"
Lone Wanderer: "Damn, I feel like this is going to piss off every dorm building!"
Rainy Night Blade: "Let's stop here for now. I still have plans to lay out!"
Lone Wanderer: "OK. By the way, if that Mass-Production Little Prince actually comes to find you, give me a shout—I'll come help you out!"
Rainy Night Blade: "Haha, thanks, brother!"
...
Rainy Night Blade and Lone Wanderer had left, but Xu Lang didn't leave. Instead, he turned to Kui Zi and asked, "Kui Zi, how's your study of Federal Technology going? If I asked you to crack high-level robots right now, could you do it?"
"How high is high-level?" Kui Zi asked.
Xu Lang thought about the size of the Apocalypse Fighter Jets and said, "As tall as a hundred-story building."
Kui Zi sucked in a sharp breath of cold air. "Xu Lang, what exactly are you hiding?"
She had already digested the Black Emperor's legacy. Right now, the average player in Mad King Building wielded a level-ten-or-so rifle, while the members of the Neighborhood Committee's Three Major Departments each held a level-twenty thermal weapon.
If an ordinary player came here, they would never imagine that this dorm building had only been through seven rounds of the game.
"The Apocalypse Fighter Jets!" Xu Lang wanted Kui Zi to get the Apocalypse Fighter Jets moving again. Ideally, when that mysterious creature broke through the door, it would fire a shot at it!
Kui Zi suddenly felt that all her newly iterated equipment was worthless. She shouted, "Take me there, now!"
"Alright." Xu Lang nodded, closed his eyes, and focused his energy.
The Demon Box World stirred, the earth rumbled, and an area was carved out independently.
Staring at the wreckage of the Apocalypse Fighter Jets lying in this empty space, Kui Zi was mesmerized—Xu Lang couldn't even drag her away.
Sherry and the others received a notice: from now on, that area was assigned to Kui Zi and ten Researchers, and no one should go there unless necessary.
Kui Zi was the research maniac of Demon King Castle, while Sherry was a literature scholar. Both had their own zones in the Demon Box World.
The same went for Wang Yazhi and Han Zhixiu.
The two of them mainly focused on training. The Training Room had limited space, so Wang Yazhi and Han Zhixiu even asked Xu Lang to arrange Tales as sparring partners for them, maxing out the realism.
