What? You opened a resort on the battlefield of all races?

Luo Yurou, Liu Bo, and Rong Jing walked down the stairs side by side.

"What do you think about us sending a few people to cause trouble for the Martial Arts University in the capital?"

Liu Bo said jokingly as he walked.

"For example, while they're fighting, could we lure some alien races at the Flying Realm level over?"

Rong Jing raised an eyelid.

"Aren't you afraid your goddess will freeze you into an ice pop?"

"By the way, I haven't told her yet that someone threw her into a fountain of life-giving water, and she almost drowned."

"Don't!"

"Sister Jing, I was wrong!"

After saying that, Liu Bo suddenly stopped in his tracks and stood still.

He turned his head and looked at the secluded corner on the left side of the hall.

"Huh? Wait a minute."

Liu Bo rubbed his eyes and pointed over there, "I remember this used to be the All-Heavens Jar Shop, right?"

Luo Yurou and Rong Jing looked in the direction he pointed.

The stall that used to look like a night market cart is gone.

In its place are two jade gates, each over three meters tall.

"What happened to this door? Why was it replaced?"

Rong Jing was also taken aback for a moment.

"Changing the door is a small matter, but the shop owner isn't going to close down the jar shop, is he?"

Liu Bo's expression changed, and he quickly took a few steps forward, howling as he went.

"No! Please don't!"

"I haven't even won back my losses yet!"

Luo Yurou also found it strange and followed after him.

The three of them walked to the jade gate, and Liu Bo pushed it hard.

The gate slid open to both sides.

The three of them peered inside.

The space inside is ridiculously large.

In the very center is a circular, three-tiered counter.

The first layer contained familiar black jars, the second layer contained indigo jars, and the third layer contained jars that shimmered with gold and coiled with golden dragons.

The surrounding walls were covered with a dense array of empty square grids.

"The jar is still there! Thank goodness..."

Liu Bo breathed a sigh of relief and stepped across the threshold first.

The three of them walked up to the counter and were immediately drawn to the information board at the front.

This was left behind by Xu Tianlin on purpose.

Liu Bo leaned closer and read aloud the words on the sign.

"A regular jar costs 10,000, a targeted jar costs 50,000, and a probability-based stacking jar costs 100,000?"

As he read on, Liu Bo's voice suddenly rose in pitch.

"Probability stacking?! A safety net mechanism?!"

Rong Jing squeezed in as well, her eyes lighting up as she stared at the sign.

"Purchase 10 of these golden jars, and you're guaranteed a B-grade... 50 A-grade... 500 S-grade?!"

Rong Jing tilted her head, scratched her cheek with a finger, and analyzed.

"Does that mean that as long as this guaranteed drop is triggered, everyone can get S-rank, or even SS-rank items?"

Rong Jing nodded: "It seems that's how it should be."

"Heaven has eyes!!!"

Liu Bo immediately let out a loud howl, which shook the jars on the counter.

Luo Yurou and Rong Jing were startled and took a half step back at the same time.

"The shop owner is brilliant!!"

"This is a godsend for those with bad luck in life!"

Liu Bo clasped his hands together and bowed three times to the ceiling.

Upon hearing the words "unlucky," Rong Jing couldn't help but burst out laughing.

Previously, Luo Yurou casually touched it, and golden light shot into the sky, directly activating the Burning Technique.

Later, Liu Bo became so envious that he spent all his time in the Wanzu Zhizhan chess and card room.

For four whole seasons (four jar refresh cycles), they broke into the top ten every week.

With all the hard-earned money I had saved, I bought four jars.

As a result, all four jars shattered, releasing a burst of white light.

At that time, Liu Bo's face was so dark that it rivaled that of the Black Impermanence.

After seeing that the white light contained only useless junk, his dark face turned deathly pale, and he looked exactly like the White Impermanence.

In just a few minutes, he played both the Black and White Impermanence roles by himself.

Since then, Liu Bo has acquired a resounding nickname at the resort:

The boy with white light.

Thinking of this, Liu Bo became even more excited.

He quickly pulled out his personal terminal, opened the balance page, and glanced at it.

"Three hundred thousand! That's just enough to buy three probability-stacking jars!"

Liu Bo turned around and headed towards the POS terminal.

He kept muttering to himself as he walked.

"The shop owner hasn't set any purchase conditions yet, so first come, first served, before those other rich students from Wuhan University find out!"

"Wait a moment."

Luo Yurou reached out and grabbed Liu Bo's collar.

"Yu Rou, don't stop me!"

Liu Bo panicked.

"Not everyone is like you, with that lucky charm constitution!"

"You have to understand the hardships we Africans endure! I need to hear about the shipment today!"

"Listen to me first."

Luo Yurou pointed to the indigo blue jar on the second shelf of the counter, "I'm wondering if this directional jar can help us."

"Oriented canisters?"

Liu Bo looked in the direction she was pointing. "Fifty thousand each. It says here that it can be made for a specific purpose."

"I guess it'll just be specifying something like a pill, weapon, or martial arts technique."

"No."

Luo Yurou shook her head, her large eyes sparkling with wisdom.

She reached out and pointed to the line of words on the sign.

"It says on it: [Specific Purpose]".

"What if the item we specify is used to weaken the alien race?"

"Um?"

The hall fell silent instantly.

Liu Bo and Rong Jing stood there, stunned.

After a while, Rong Jing seemed to have thought of something.

"Yu Rou, do you mean we need items that can weaken alien races, giving us a chance to surpass Shangjing Martial Arts University in the hunting competition?"

seem--

feasible?

Liu Bo's eyes grew brighter and brighter.

"yes!!"

He slapped his thigh and said excitedly.

"We don't need much! As long as we can weaken those low-level Flying Realm alien races to the peak of the Thousand Jun realm, our Cangyun Martial Arts University people won't back down!"

"The key point is... we outnumber each other!"

"Even the most skilled martial arts students at the Capital Martial Arts University only have about ten people."

"As long as we get the weakening item, this hunting race will still be ours!"

Luo Yurou nodded. "That's exactly what I mean!"

"The question now is whether this directional container can truly allow you to arbitrarily specify the purpose of the item you get."

"Why don't you just ask?"

Liu Bo, being impatient, took off running towards Xu Tianlin's front desk.