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Klaus held a fragrant slice of honey-coated toast in his hand, while Ivan even popped the rosemary into his mouth.

Upon hearing those two words, it took them a few seconds to process the information.

"Purchase goods?"

"What goods should we stock, and where should we source them?"

He waved casually at Father Myriel and Vili, it was unclear whether he was saying goodbye or saying "we won't be polite."

He casually pulled Nathan off the dance floor, where he was gracefully twirling with a lady, and then called Aurora and Situ.

He ran against the flow of people into the deserted alley, explaining to a few bewildered people as he went.

"This place is about to collapse. Without the power of the Touch of Fate to hold it together, the entire town will be reduced to nothing."

"But my space is unaffected by the collapse, so..."

Nathan understood.

This elegant gentleman had a fierce glint in his eyes, like a wild beast spotting its prey!

He tossed aside the flower he was holding, folded from a handkerchief—

"Free purchase?"

"...Can't you be a little more civilized? This is called searching for endangered resources."

To arbitrarily and methodically command a few people:

"Time is of the essence. We're like Cinderella. Klaus, go to the blacksmith's shop. Ivan, go to the docks and warehouse. Nathan and Aurora, you two go to the shop... Plants—forget about the plants, just get some seeds. You have one hour to be back before midnight."

"receive!"

"Boss, what about me?" Siddhartha looked left and right, looking completely bewildered.

"Come with me to the casino."

The five men, like cheetahs spotting an antelope, suddenly darted out.

The bonfire party in the open space continued.

—The accordion played a melodious tune, and the foam of the beer churned in the wooden glass.

But outside their sight...

Old John was still chasing after the blond guy dancing with his daughter all over the square, while Klaus resolutely rushed into the blacksmith's shop.

[Newton] stretched out, this time becoming a complete four-wheeled flatbed cart.

A cast iron cutting board? That's good stuff.

Stack them up!

Bundles of high-strength steel nails?

Hmm, this box is nice too, let's carry it together.

This bellows... the drive bearing is really something else, and the water tank next to it used for quenching—dismantle it!

Less than ten minutes.

The entire blacksmith shop, except for a few load-bearing pillars, was swept clean, along with the scrap iron on the ground. When leaving, I also unscrewed the brass handle outside the door.

The dock on the other side.

Several drunk townspeople were arm in arm, slurring their words and boasting.

Ivan strode past them.

Firewood!

He walked directly to the edge of the dock and hugged the century-old hardwood mooring post, which was as thick as two people could encircle.

"rise--!"

"Crack... Crack... Bang!"

Ivan carried the several hundred pounds of iron-clad hardwood on his shoulder as if it were a toothpick.

"Um?"

The townsman who had turned around rubbed his eyes and pointed to the empty edge of the dock:

"Hiccup... Tom, isn't a piece missing from our dock?"

"The tide's too high, it'll all be gone, Jerry," Tom said nonchalantly, taking another swig of his drink.

"...That's not right!"

When he turned back, Ivan had also taken a 200-pound rust-resistant anchor chain from next to them.

Commercial street.

Nathan nodded apologetically to the wooden mannequin dressed in Uncle Bud's "signature" outfit:

"Excuse me."

The next second, the wooden mannequin's several dresses and jewelry were all stripped off and packed into luggage in a few quick movements.

Aurora headed straight for the bakery—

Yeast, flour, wheat...

Huh? Millstone!じò ぴé

[...In my lifetime, I actually saw the search and withdrawal in the Ocean Era...]

[This... he looted the bag so thoroughly, he practically scraped the ground off!]

[Amazing search and rescue of endangered supplies (laughing and crying)]

[That Ivan guy actually pulled up that stone fountain! What does he need it for?!]

[...Go check on Nathan, he even pulled up the flax from the tailor shop's backyard = =]

[Townsman: The moonlight is beautiful tonight. The next day: Where's my house?!]

The streets were deserted.

Tonight, the casino is closed for the first time.

"The door is locked." Siddhartha swam over and pushed the door panel.

A single, direct kick, and it breaks down:

You have obtained: 8 pieces of wood and 2 copper ingots.

The huge casino is now free of thugs and gamblers; the territory now belongs to them!

Those who frequently buy items for free know...

Zero-dollar purchases are all about efficiency.

Siddhartha deftly pulled a ham from the kitchen and headed straight for the third floor. Vili, that guy, really knows how to enjoy himself. The casino downstairs is all fake, but his office is quite luxurious.

A crystal vase, a silver candlestick, and some kind of pure copper planetarium...it's even square!

Ren Yi's eyes lit up as he lifted up an entire rolled-up rug from the floor, along with the desk, and packed it up and dismantled it, sending it into the warehouse.

This place might just be the biggest find of the trip!

We'll take it out and study it properly once things settle down.

After raiding the third floor, they moved to the second floor and then ransacked the first floor. The two met in the VIP room where they had wreaked havoc this morning.

In the very center of the room, the golden table lay there all alone.

"You look so lonely, I'll take you with me."

With a casual, tender touch:

[Decomposition successful]

You have obtained: 600 Gold, 1 Broken Low-Level Divine Core

A shattered divine core?

Raise an eyebrow and open the inventory.

An irregular polyhedron, exactly the same as the divine core contributed by Vanessa, but with its surface covered in cracks, lay quietly in the grid.

[A Broken Low-Level Divine Core]

[Comment: Trying to have his cake and eat it too with both a nouveau riche and a highbrow intellectual, he deserved to be ruined like this. PS: He ate the remnants of a homeless vagrant.]

Oh......

No wonder that a powerful agent of an evil god was so easily suppressed by the priest.

Too greedy.

They wanted both a layman like Vili to harvest souls for them and a priest's devout faith, but in the end, the priest wore them down to the point of being a flickering candle in the wind...

If it had been more focused, they probably wouldn't have been able to escape so easily today.

Thank you~(≧▽≦)~

"Boss, are you still going to take advantage of those pure copper wall lamps?"

Sita was carrying two bulging burlap sacks in each hand, and could only point to the wall with the tip of his tail to ask.

"No, leave it as is."

He turned around and walked out at will.

"Let's go, it's time to say goodbye."

......

The square in front of the church ruins.

Willy's tuxedo was covered in dirt, but he didn't care. He was clutching half a juicy, roasted steak in his hand, chewing it with difficulty, his cheeks puffed out.

Anyway, he'll be turning to ash soon, so a last meal is a must...

Ugh, ugh, ugh, that's bad luck!

The banquet not far away was nearing its end, and everyone was slumped over, but Willy remained perfectly sober.

He stared at the faces of his regular customers, the grilled meat in his mouth feeling like sawdust... His ATM, his den of iniquity, was about to explode...

Suddenly, a jumble of wheels came from the street corner.

Vili, with meat in his mouth, squinted and looked—

Good guy!

The locusts are back!