Douluo: What the hell is the academic master development system?

Chapter 665 This World is Too Crazy
After Chen An finished his introduction, Nangong Wan's expression turned serious, and he said in a deep voice, "The three of you are representing our Xishui Alliance in this competition, and we have great confidence in your abilities."

"But you must be prepared to fight against the other two at the same time, as they are likely to target us."

"Since you are contributing to our alliance, our Xishui Alliance will not let the three of you give your all for nothing. No matter which one of you wins the final championship, our Xishui Alliance will provide a separate reward."

"I believe this reward is something the other two companies absolutely cannot offer."

As he spoke, Nangong Wan waved his right hand, and immediately four men in black carried a box over from the side.

Chen Ping smiled slightly to himself and subtly probed it with his mental power, but then he frowned deeply.

As the mental energy penetrated the protective layers composed of mithril, lead, and steel, a huge, pale golden object revealed its form.

It took a full half minute for the box to be fully opened under Nangong Wan's operation.

An indescribable aura of war and death emanated from the box almost the instant it was opened.

It was a giant shell, about 1.5 meters long, cylindrical, with a conical front end and a ring-shaped groove at the rear end.

It has no gaps at all, and looks completely natural. Its pale gold body quietly reflects the metallic luster.

The violent and rampant killing intent felt extremely familiar to Chen Ping.

Level 9 fixed-position soul-guided shell.

There are now sixteen of the same items stored in the demiplane's warehouse.

Seeing that Chen Ping's expression only fluctuated slightly before quickly returning to calm, Nangong Wan made up her mind.

These two guys must have seen real level 9 fixed-position artillery shells before, otherwise they wouldn't be so calm. Judging from this, it's true that these two are from Mingdetang.
Suppressing his thoughts for the moment, Nangong Wan said in a deep voice, "I'm sure you've all figured it out, haven't you? That's right, this is a level nine fixed-position soul-guided cannon shell, named Destruction Storm."

"Whoever wins the championship will receive this cannonball as a reward."

As he spoke, Nangong Wan waved his sleeve, and the box closed again, concealing the madness within.

That's fucking fucking idiot.
Chen Ping cursed inwardly. Although he already knew this situation from the original work, he only thought that there were more than five level 9 fixed shells in the three directions surrounding Mingdu.

The fact that an underground force like the Xishui Alliance could offer a level-nine fixed-equipment shell as a grand prize still made Chen Ping feel that this world was truly insane.

"Hehe, you two young friends are indeed very knowledgeable."

Unlike Merck, Huang Zheng, and another contestant, whose expressions had changed drastically at this point.

The calm demeanor shown by Chen Ping and Huo Yuhao, who had previously witnessed sixteen level-nine fixed-mount artillery shells in a demiplane, quickly prompted Ming Lei Douluo to probe.

"Your Ordinary Alliance is at least more generous than our current Regent. The champion's reward is a level 9 fixed shell, instead of a disposable item that is called level 9 but is actually level 8."

Chen Ping was referring to Xu Tianran's decision to set the champion's reward as a level nine invincible shield.

Upon hearing this, Ming Lei Douluo and Nangong Wan burst into laughter, clearly agreeing with Chen Ping's words.

While laughing, Nangong Wan flipped his wrist, and a large, seemingly light, silvery-white metal block appeared in his hand, about the size of a washbasin.

This silvery-white metal constantly emitted a strange fluctuation, making the entire piece seem somewhat unreal, as light as cotton. Upon seeing it, Chen Ping's eyes suddenly lit up.

"Gini titanium magnesium alloy?"

Chen Ping took the large piece of ultra-light, high-strength, tensile-resistant special rare metal from Nangong Wan's hand and stuffed it directly into his pocket without any hesitation.

Nangong Wan's smile grew even more smug. To win over a genius like Chen Ping, one had to cater to his preferences.

He wasn't afraid of Chen Ping being greedy; he was afraid that Chen Ping wasn't greedy enough. How could he win over, seduce, or undermine someone without flaws?

Nangong Wan smiled slightly: "Young friend, I also have the Gini titanium-magnesium alloy that you've been longing for. Although it's not as much as the one ton you want, it's still a thousand catties. As long as you win the championship, not only will this level 9 fixed shell be yours, but this half ton of Gini titanium-magnesium alloy will also be yours. How about it?"

"Does your word count?"

Chen Ping's eyes widened in surprise. This wasn't an act; he was genuinely excited. Just how much titanium-magnesium alloy would a high-altitude detection soul guide device require?

The previous casual quote of one ton was just nonsense. Now, being able to get half a ton is already a great joy. If we use it sparingly, it's enough to make hundreds of high-altitude detectors!
Shrek Academy is more than capable of using all of these hundreds of high-altitude detectors; a dozen or twenty detectors are enough to illuminate the entire Shrek City and the surrounding area for hundreds of miles.

Selling the remaining high-altitude probes to Xingluo and Tianhun at five or six times the price would be enough to directly change the course of war in several regions.

No matter which side the Sun Moon Empire wants to attack in the future, we guarantee that both sides will have their wards fully deployed, and everyone will be playing their cards with an open hand!

"Of course it's true. I keep my word. Young friend, after the competition, you wouldn't mind getting closer to us underground forces, would you?"

After saying this, Nangong Wan mumbled a few words, but no one else could hear her. Only Chen Ping heard Nangong Wan's words clearly.

"We are the same kind of people, otherwise you wouldn't have come here to participate in the competition and show your true power on the Soul Fighting Stage, right?"

"Believe me, the power you possess is truly chosen, noble, and born to be the shepherd of all living beings in this world. And if you wish, you can meet many companions who possess the same power."

After saying this, Nangong Wan stretched out his hand and gestured forward.

"Let's go, let's go."

As the starting signal rang out, he and Ming Lei Douluo walked in front, followed by Chen Ping and the other four, surrounded by the burly men in black.

After leaving the Qingse Hotel, the group headed straight for the western outskirts.

The Qingse Hotel is located in the city center, and Mingdu is such a large area that it's impossible to walk there; that would be too slow.

Outside the hotel, the carriage was already prepared.

All of them were ornate carriages pulled by horned horses.

Chen Ping and the other two participants rode in one car. Nangong Wan, the Third Elder, Huang Zheng, and Mo Ke rode in another car.

The remaining burly men in black loaded their various rare metals onto simpler carriages and mounted their horses. The group of over a hundred people then set off in a grand procession towards the western suburbs.

(End of this chapter)