Highway Survival for All: My RV's Infinite Evolution

Lin Hui frowned slightly, a hint of disappointment flashing in his eyes: "Is that all? No level 7 metal scrap?"

Old Pete said:

"Oh my boss! Do you think high-grade metals are like cabbages on the street, something you can just pick up anywhere?"

"This inventory is what I collected over the past month! I was planning to pack it up and send it to my partner's distributor first thing tomorrow morning. As for Grade 7 metal scrap, I only receive a little bit occasionally, and there hasn't been a single piece this month."

After listening to Old Pete's words, Lin Hui stroked his chin and chuckled bitterly to himself.

He subconsciously used the mountains of Star Core Steel, Star Iron, and the wreckage of the Mechanical Elf warships in his alternate dimension as a reference point. This made him subconsciously feel that there should be a lot of high-grade metals in the player's star system.

"It seems I've gone too far and am unaware of the hardships faced by ordinary people. No wonder others are blaming me."

Seeing that Lin Hui remained silent, Old Pete assumed he was dissatisfied with the price and quickly explained:

"Boss, the price I've offered you is already a very sincere price. My calculations show that your purchase price is only 5% higher than what I'd pay to the guild channels."

Actually, Old Pete originally wanted to take the opportunity to quote a higher price, since the other party charged the same price for metals with more impurities and those with fewer impurities.

But then he thought, what if he quoted too high a price and angered this money-making god, causing him to go and contact other people? Wouldn't he have gained a sesame seed but lost a watermelon?

So he forcibly suppressed his greed and gritted his teeth, only offering this fair price. Once he established a long-term cooperative relationship, he could make a fortune with his eyes closed!

"No problem, I can accept this price." Lin Hui reached out and took the spatial ring.

He didn't expect the other party to actually lower the profit margin by 5%.

Lin Hui probed the contents with his mental energy, quickly counted the quantity, and after confirming it was correct, nodded: "This high-grade metal scrap totals 130 million star coins, right?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Old Pete nodded repeatedly.

Lin Hui casually tossed the ring to Old Pete and said, "This is the 20 units of superalloy I'm selling to you. You can check it out first."

"Let's deduct this 130 million Star Coins directly from the payment for your Super Alloy."

"Okay, I'm coming right away..."

The moment Old Pete's mental energy probed into the ring, his voice abruptly stopped, and the expression on his face instantly froze.

"This...this quality?!"

Old Pete couldn't wait to take out one unit of superalloy from his spatial ring.

He then quickly walked to the back of the stall, took out various instruments, and began to carefully examine them.

A minute later, old Pete looked up and said incredulously:

"Your superalloy is 100% pure?!"

Lin Hui stood with his hands in his pockets, his expression remaining calm, and gave a faint "hmm".

This is just the most basic operation for creating gold modifiers in infinite crafting!

Old Pete's gaze towards Lin Hui completely changed.

Although level 6 superalloys are precious, large forces like the Gear Guild and the Black Iron Guild are capable of forging them.

However, the purity of the superalloys they smelt is at most around 99%.

And the ability to purify metals to 100%...

There's only one!

That is the absolute giant that monopolizes the lifeline of high-grade metals of level 7 and above—Soll Heavy Industries Group!

Or it could be a reward from high-score dungeons.

The fact that the person in front of me doesn't dare to trade it at the Alliance Trading Post suggests that the item is likely problematic, not the latter.

Lin Hui asked with a half-smile, "What? You're afraid to accept it?"

"I dare! Of course I dare!"

Old Pete gritted his teeth and said, "I've been in this business for so many years, I can even recycle the shit that a demigod excreted, there's nothing I wouldn't dare to recycle!"

He took a deep breath and said:

"To offer 80 for 100% pure superalloy is an insult to me and a disrespect to you!"

"Although I, Old Pete, am a profit-driven businessman, I also know the principle of slow and steady wins the race. I would never cheat such a great person as you!"

"I'll buy back one unit of this 100% pure superalloy from you for 900,000 Star Coins. What do you think?"

"Okay, we'll do it your way." Lin Hui nodded.

"Okay! Boss, you're a man of your word!"

Old Pete breathed a sigh of relief, gripping his spatial ring tightly with both hands, and quickly began to do the calculations:

"20 units of top-grade superalloy, priced at 90 each, for a total of 1800 million star coins!"

"Deduct the 130 million Star Coins you just spent on buying scrap metal."

"I also need to pay you... 1670 million Star Coins!"

Old Pete rubbed his hands together and said, "Boss, give me your account number, I'll transfer the money to you right away!"

Lin Hui handed over the anonymous Star Coin savings card and said, "Just transfer the money to this account."

"drop!"

Old Pete immediately completed the transfer using his personal terminal, his movements extremely swift.

[Successfully received: 1670 million Star Coins.]

Current account balance: 2470 million Star Coins.

Hearing the message pop up on his communication bracelet, Lin Hui's lips curled into a pleased smile.

Old Pete smugly hid the space ring containing the super alloy close to his body and asked:

"Boss, I actually have 620 units of Level 4 metal scrap in this warehouse. If you want them all, I'll give you a discount, 10,000 Star Coins per unit. How does that sound?"

"I don't want low-grade metal scrap." Lin Hui shook his head and refused without hesitation.

620 units of level 4 metal, using the [Infinite Synthesis] method, can only be synthesized into 6 superalloys. At a buyback price of 90 per unit of superalloy, the output value is only 540 million.

But buying these Class 4 metal scraps will cost a whopping 620 million!

Even if we synthesize it, we'll still lose money?

Lin Hui certainly wouldn't do something so thankless and exhausting.

For him, only by acquiring large quantities of high-grade metal scrap of level 5 or 6 and above can the synthesis ratio be worthwhile; the higher the level, the more terrifying the price difference he can earn.

"Yes, yes, yes, you're a big businessman, it's understandable that you wouldn't look down on this junk." Old Pete nodded repeatedly, not daring to disobey in the slightest.

He rubbed his hands together and asked cautiously:

"Um...since we've had such a pleasant collaboration, I still don't know your name, boss? How should I contact you if I receive any high-grade metal scrap in the future?"

Lin Hui spoke first, "Champion!"

"Champion? What a great name! Just by looking at you, boss, you're someone of extraordinary stature, destined for great things!" Old Pete subtly flattered him.

Lin Hui smiled and sent the anonymous contact number to Old Pete's terminal.

"Remember, don't bother me unnecessarily. I'm very busy. Contact me only after you've accumulated enough high-grade metal scrap. Understand?"

"Don't worry, boss, I know the rules!" Old Pete nodded excitedly, saving the number as if it were a priceless treasure.

"It's a pleasure working with you."

Lin Hui waved his hand and turned to blend into the crowd at the market.

As he walked, Lin Hui mentally calculated the potential profits from the deal.

"The high-grade metal I just bought for 130 million star coins can be synthesized into 5 super alloys."

"Sold at 90 units, the value is 450 million Star Coins. 450 million minus the acquisition cost of 130 million..."

Lin Hui couldn't help but smile.

"Just standing at this stall for ten minutes, not counting the Star Coins sold from the super alloy sales, even after deducting the 'white wolf's' net profit, reached 320 million Star Coins!"

Unfortunately, old Pete had very little high-grade metal scrap in his possession.

However, Lin Hui was not in a hurry.

Given Old Pete's shrewd nature, having tasted such great success, he would definitely not be satisfied with the status quo and would most likely become a secondhand dealer.

Hopefully, next time we meet, old Pete will bring me an even bigger surprise.

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In front of the stall.

After Lin Hui's figure disappeared into the crowd, Old Pete sat back down in his recliner.

After that probing, he was 99% certain that the young man who called himself "champion" was backed by high-ranking officials at Sol Heavy Industries Group!

Otherwise, how could he explain that he only wanted high-grade metal scrap? Because low-grade scrap wouldn't even catch his eye!

The other party dared not register the sale under their real name on the Alliance Trading House, and preferred to suffer a loss by selling it to themselves, a black market dealer, for 90!

What does this tell us?

This proves that this batch of goods was definitely smuggled out by an insider! It can't be exposed!

"Damn, the higher-ups in these top-tier organizations are truly ruthless! They use high-grade scrap metal bought from the market as a cover to balance their books, and then take out the refined superalloys to resell and launder money..."

Old Pete, confident that he had seen through the truth, rubbed his hands together excitedly.

But what does it matter to him if big shots launder money? As long as he can get a share of the profits, that's enough for him!

This time, it was equivalent to his annual profit.

This was an absolute steal!

Thinking of this, he immediately picked up the crystal panel and dialed a communication number.

As soon as the communication was connected, a burly man with a full beard appeared on the holographic screen.

"Feed? Pete? What do you want from me, you old miser? I'm busy right now!"

Old Pete didn't waste any words, and directly roared with his wealth and power:

"Baron! How much high-grade metal scrap of level 5 or higher do you have right now? Keep it all for me!"

"I'll give you a 0.5% premium on top of the channel price!!"

"What?!" the bearded man exclaimed in surprise.

"Just one question: Sell or not? If not, I'm going to find that cripple on West Street!"

"Sell! Sell! Sell! Sell! You wait, I'll bring the goods over to you right away!"

After hanging up, Old Pete immediately dialed the next number.

"Feed? Lame man? Bring me all that high-grade scrap metal! I'll take it all at a 0.5% premium!"

"Hey! Black Widow..."

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