Samsara Space: They're all begging me to heal them one more time.

three days later.

The headquarters of the guild "Heavenly Armed Forces," the guild leader's office.

Zhang Yuan sat behind a large desk, on which a dense stream of data was projected.

That was a report he had compiled after conducting in-depth research on the C-level market over the past few days, titled "Feasibility Report on the Restructuring of C-level Non-Performing Assets".

As everyone knows, in the endless armory of the Train of the Gods, "cursed equipment" has always been a huge category that evokes both love and hate.

They often possess the terrifying attribute of being able to challenge opponents of higher levels, but they also come with a potentially fatal price to pay.

For example, the [Demon Blade Crimson Rain] in Lin Qingyue's hand is a typical cursed weapon.

Although it possesses unparalleled destructive power among its peers, it is like a perpetually thirsty beast, requiring its master to constantly feed it with magic, rare materials, and even the souls of powerful beings.

If feeding is interrupted, it will not hesitate to turn on its owner and turn him into a dried-up corpse.

And this is just the tip of the iceberg.

On the list of prohibited items for C-rank trading, there lie even more insidious entities:

Some armor constantly burns the wearer's health to achieve absolute defense; some staves, while capable of instantly casting forbidden spells, have a 5% chance of instantly killing the user during casting; even more extreme ones reflect all damage received back to the user at double the value, in exchange for maximum burst damage...

These pieces of equipment are like roses with thorns—beautiful yet deadly, and most of them eventually become unwanted junk.

Therefore, in his business blueprint, there is another section called "Cursed Finance" that has not yet been launched.

The principle is simple: using his newly awakened [Golden Law] power, he buys back powerful cursed equipment of rank C at a low price, modifies the side effects, and then rents it to other reincarnators, thus achieving a perfect closed loop of "reducing dimensions to make money".

If those "deadly" curses could be changed to "demand money (energy)" or "delayed payment," these unwanted trash items would instantly become golden goose eggs.

"But..." Zhang Yuan looked at the line of red text at the end of the report—[Startup capital gap: 8000 points], then looked at the remaining 1451 points in his account, and sighed.

Even a skilled cook can't cook without rice.

While C-rank cursed equipment is cheap, that's only relative to normal C-rank equipment. One piece will cost at least two or three thousand points.

He doesn't even have enough money left to buy a decent scabbard for a cursed dagger.

Just as he was struggling with how to get his first round of startup capital, there was a gentle knock on the office door.

"Please come in."

The door opened, and A-Qiang, carrying a Gatling gun that had just been serviced, peeked in, followed by Fatty, Lin Qingyue, Tao Tao, and Li Mo.

The entire Apocalypse Squad was present.

"Um... Boss?" Ah Qiang scratched his head a little sheepishly, "I've noticed you've been looking worried these past few days, not going out at all, just staring at the data here... Are you a little short on cash?"

Zhang Yuan was taken aback and put down his electronic pen: "Is it that obvious?"

"We discussed it a bit," the fat man said, stepping forward with a憨厚 smile and placing a black card on the desk. "Although we're not as rich as you, we reaped a lot by following you in the Three Kingdoms world last time, and with the savings from the two subsequent worlds, we chipped in..."

"Not much, just eight thousand points." Lin Qingyue remained aloof, but her movements were resolute as she transferred her share. "Consider it our 'original shares' in the guild."

"And mine! All my allowance is here!"

Tao Tao brought out her piggy bank, saying, "Brother Zhang Yuan, you have to work hard to earn money to support us!"

Li Mo adjusted his glasses: "From a return on investment perspective, investing in the chairman is much more worthwhile than keeping it to buy those inferior enhancement potions. I trust your business acumen; this money can multiply tenfold in your hands."

Looking at the more than 8000 reward points that had been collected on the table, Zhang Yuan's expression behind his mask was slightly moved.

In the treacherous world of the cycle of reincarnation, the trust to entrust one's life and fortune to another is rarer than any divine artifact...

He didn't mince words; with a wave of his sleeve, he collected the points.

"Very good." Zhang Yuan stood up, the light casting a huge shadow through the blinds behind him.

"Consider this money as the guild's angel round funding. I will have it... returned tenfold to you."

……

Half an hour later.

Silver Sequence - Abandoned Corridor No. 6

This is the darkest corner of the C-tier trading market, known as "Death's Junkyard".

There are no glamorous shop windows here, only mountains of broken equipment and cursed objects exuding an ominous aura.

For most seasoned professionals who prioritize stability, this is a no-go zone.

While these equipment items possess powerful attributes, the cost is often the user's life, sanity, or even soul.

Zhang Yuan, with A-Qiang by his side, stopped in front of a dimly lit street stall.

The stall owner was a necromancer shrouded in a black robe. When he saw Zhang Yuan's magnificent "fox head" outfit, the fire in his eyes flickered.

"...Sir, what would you like to look at? This place is full of good stuff, but...it's a little 'temperamental'."

Without wasting words, Zhang Yuan's gaze swept across the stall, finally settling on a one-handed axe that exuded a strong bloody stench.

[Berserker's Bloodthirsty Battle Axe (Grade C)]

It possesses extremely high attack power, inflicting severe injury and tearing effects. However...

Curse: Each time the wielder swings the weapon, 20 health points are forcibly deducted. If no kills are achieved in combat, 50 health points are deducted per minute until death.

"This is it." Zhang Yuan paid 2000 points (a bargain price) and picked up the axe.

The moment he made contact, a bloodthirsty will tried to invade Zhang Yuan's mind, but his vast and boundless spiritual power only trembled slightly before easily suppressing it.

"Now, it's time to witness a miracle." Zhang Yuan took a deep breath, a hint of solemnity flashing in his eyes.

[Talent Activation: Golden Law]!

Buzz—In his vision, the curse on the axe was no longer an ethereal black mist, but transformed into strict "contractual terms" composed of laws.

Clause A: Empower.

Clause B (Consideration): In exchange, the user will be required to provide "Blood of Life".

"Modify." Zhang Yuan extended his finger, a dazzling golden light of divine authority gathering at the tip, and touched "Clause B".

He attempted to substitut the concept of "blood of life" with "high-purity energy."

However, the instant the finger touched the line of law, an immense resistance came. It felt like carving granite with a rusty chisel.

[Warning: Resistance to the rules detected... Divine Authority Points are being rapidly depleted...]

[-10……-20……-50……]

Cold sweat instantly beaded on Zhang Yuan's forehead, and his face turned pale.

Even if it's just a non-core clause of a C-grade equipment, the "authority" required to forcibly distort it far exceeds his expectations.

His divine power drained away like a floodgate being opened, burning through half a copy's worth of reserves in just a few seconds.

"As expected, with the current accumulation, it's still too difficult to forcibly change the rules..." Zhang Yuan gritted his teeth and suddenly increased his output.

"Transform for me!"

A snap. It sounded like some kind of shackle breaking.

The red light on the axe flickered and gradually turned into an eerie dark red.

【Successfully modified! 】

[New Clause B: In exchange, "Divine Energy" will be extracted from the user first. If the energy is depleted, life points will be extracted instead.]

"Huff..." Zhang Yuan swayed and almost lost his balance, but was caught by the quick-thinking A-Qiang.

"Boss, are you alright? You look terrible."

"It's nothing, just a little... weak." Zhang Yuan rubbed his temples, glanced at his almost empty divine power bar, and gave a wry smile.

Modifying this axe, if the divine power consumed were converted into [Supreme Judgment], would be enough to unleash another attack that could kill Lu Bu.

Renting out this axe would only earn you two or three hundred points of rental income per instance.

Judging from the current efficiency, this is a completely unprofitable deal, a pure "exchanging gold for copper coins".

"However..." Zhang Yuan looked at the axe in his hand, which had become a "chargeable artifact," with unusually bright eyes.

"The road has been paved."

The current losses are simply because his rank is too low and his authority is insufficient.

When he advances to B-rank and A-rank in the future, and his divine authority becomes vast and boundless, such modifications will become a routine matter that he can easily make.

"Qiang, take this axe back and, according to the previous plan, equip it with an 'energy battery' slot." Zhang Yuan tossed the axe to Qiang.

"This axe will be our guild's 'crown jewel,' and will only be rented to the highest-contributing D-rank member." (Of course, the risk assessment must also be passed.)

After doing all this, Zhang Yuan glanced at the remaining funds and didn't continue buying more goods.

He couldn't bite off more than he could chew, and his current divine authority no longer supported his extravagant spending.

"Let's go back." He straightened his slightly disheveled armor and put his imposing fox mask back on.

"The experiment is over. Now, we should get down to business."