Chapter 57: Meeting Guo Yu Again
Space Stone, can increase the capacity of spatial equipment by 250 kilograms; price: two Tier-2 Upgrade Crystals.
Perhaps worried that others wouldn’t recognize it, its function was specially noted.
Fang Xia’s breath became slightly hurried; he carefully examined it word by word. There was no mistake—it truly was a Space Stone.
But the explanation written there was utter nonsense.
The Space Stone was also a product from airdrop crates, considered an accessory to spatial equipment.
Each piece of spatial equipment could use a Space Stone once—only once. Trying to use another would cause it to explode.
And the increase in capacity wasn’t a mere 250 kilograms, but fifty percent.
If used with a spatial ring, it did mean an extra 250 kilograms, but if used with a bracelet, that meant an increase of 2,500 kilograms.
As soon as the attendant girl walked away, Fang Xia beckoned her back, this time even more urgently.
There was no helping it—he was a wealthy customer. The young lady hurried back at a trot.
“Forget the weapons for now, get me that Space Stone—quickly, I want it.”
The attendant hadn’t even caught her breath before Fang Xia dismissed her again; she just wanted a sip of water!
This time the service was swift. In two minutes, the attendant returned with a man beside her.
“Captain, the Space Stone you asked for—he’s the seller.”
“Let me see the goods.”
Fang Xia had already regained his composure. Never rush a business deal—the more urgent you seem, the easier you are to manipulate.
In recent days, Dawnbreak City’s decisive actions had made everyone aware of the city’s strength, and also earned their trust.
So the man didn’t hesitate; he took out two transparent, rubber-like objects.
Airdrop crate products—anyone who touched one would naturally know its effects.
Fang Xia took them into his hand and, in his mind, an introduction appeared.
“Space Stone, can be merged with spatial equipment to greatly increase internal capacity.”
Now Fang Xia understood why he’d come across such a bargain.
The description didn’t mention fifty percent at all—just a vague “greatly increase.”
The appraiser at Dawnbreak City had likely tested it with a spatial ring, and so assumed the capacity increase was 250 kilograms.
It was a coincidence; the man had come yesterday, but his asking price had been five Tier-2 Upgrade Crystals. At that price, no one even bothered to ask.
Selling on the second floor required paying a hefty fee. If the goods didn’t sell for a long time, the man couldn’t even cover his stall rent.
Some people, unwilling to pay the fee, hawked their goods outside. But word had it that a young man selling food outside had disappeared the next day.
Without enough strength, the wealth you possess isn’t a blessing but a fatal poison.
With no other choice today, the man lowered his price—and ran into Fang Xia.
Fang Xia examined both Space Stones; they were genuine. The price of two Tier-2 Upgrade Crystals was hardly expensive—he handed them over without hesitation.
This trip had been a massive windfall, instantly increasing his storage capacity by 5,000 kilograms—almost like gaining another spatial bracelet.
Not long after he sent the man off, all the weapons he’d requested were gathered as well.
Because more than a dozen shopkeepers were involved in the sale, it took a little time.
He checked each weapon carefully, and once satisfied, paid promptly.
After storing everything away, Fang Xia rose to leave. Now the attendant girl was anxious.
Though she’d already made a good profit today, she wanted more.
“Captain, we have a lounge on the third floor—would you like to rest a while?”
At some point, two buttons of the attendant’s uniform had come undone, and now she was rubbing her arm against Fang Xia.
Fang Xia was in high spirits, having bought dozens of weapons and two Space Stones. Seeing her actions, he rubbed his hands together.
Ten Tier-1 Upgrade Crystals appeared in his hand, which he then tossed into the attendant’s cleavage.
“Your tip.”
With that, Fang Xia left without a backward glance.
The attendant buttoned up under the envious gazes of others, a trace of reluctance on her face.
After leaving the trading market, Fang Xia didn’t bother with the recruitment center. There was no need—he knew his territory’s laborers were recruited from there.
The streets were as chaotic as ever; there were even beggars around, but Fang Xia ignored them all.
Coming his way was a group just returning from outside Dawnbreak City, laughing and chatting—a clear sign of a fruitful outing.
“Brother Fang?”
A delighted voice rose from the crowd. A boy darted out—it was Guo Yu, who had once lived on the same hotel floor as Fang Xia.
“Captain Guo, you’ve run into an old friend! We’ll head back first.”
Guo Yu seemed to be doing well in Dawnbreak City. He exchanged a few words with his team before turning back to Fang Xia.
“Brother Fang, you’re here in Dawnbreak City too? That’s great—my mother still talks about you all the time.”
“Brother Fang, I’ve already joined Dawnbreak City and become a team leader, with dozens under my command. I’m a Tier-2 Fighter now!”
Like a child eager to show off to an elder.
“Not bad,” Fang Xia said with a smile and a nod. He’d judged him correctly; Guo Yu’s closeness said it all.
Still, the tone felt a little off—last life, Guo Yu had been Dawnbreak City’s top general, taciturn and formidable. He hoped this path wouldn’t lead him astray.
Guo Yu, delighted with Fang Xia’s approval, pulled him along toward his home. His mother often said that without Fang Xia, they’d have died long ago.
Fang Xia didn’t refuse—he was free at the moment, and happy to meet Guo Yu here.
On the way, Guo Yu recounted his journey to Fang Xia.
Back then, he’d followed Fang Xia’s advice and became a Tier-1 Fighter before taking his mother to join a survivor team. It was a perilous journey, but Guo Yu’s strength pulled them through.
After joining, Guo Yu started as an ordinary member, but gradually proved himself and was promoted to squad leader, commanding seven or eight men.
Later, they stumbled upon a top-tier airdrop crate.
But at the time, his squad was too weak to face a Tier-2 zombie.
In the crucial moment, as his teammates scattered and were chased by zombies, Guo Yu swallowed the Upgrade Crystal that was supposed to be handed in, and successfully advanced to Tier-2 Fighter.
That battle was harrowingly close, but Guo Yu’s skill won out in the end—he defeated the Tier-2 zombie.
What he hadn’t expected was that the airdrop crate was actually a top-tier one.
With all his men dead, there was no one left to supervise him.