Chapter 191 - Counting Assets (1/2)

When An Zhengwei arrived at Qinghu Garden, more than an hour had pa.s.sed. It was then An Zhengwei saw Qin Feng’s spoils of war.

It really was a terrifying amount.

Eight spatial rings were clearly priced and would not have made much of a profit. Each estimation had a different value with the total amount of s.p.a.ce being two hundred twenty square meters. The total price ended up with a rather terrifying amount.

1.1 billion!

“Recently, you guys at Wanzong held an auction in Sea City, I plan to go there. As for the amount of money, I want it in actual bills!” Qin Feng said.

1.1 billion was no small amount, but for a standard city-level company like Wanzong Trading this kind of transaction was but a trifle.

“Naturally!”

“Oh, there are also a few things still attached to that s.p.a.ce. I don’t have a use for them. You can make a list and deal with it yourself. If the tier is too low I can have Sun Yu deal with it.” Qin Feng added.

“That’s not a problem, Mr. Qin, I’ll help you contact him!”

“Right!”

The items were all stored inside the s.p.a.ce, but they were vastly different in value compared to the gigantic number of spatial items. The net worth of an F-tier apt.i.tude user was usually around one million, no way as prosperous as Qin Feng was.

The net worth of an E-tier apt.i.tude user was leagues higher. Chi Long’s sh.e.l.ls were about a hundred million each, even just a few of them would have used up a substantial amount of money.

However, Qin Feng did a little bit of digging and found that the net worth of the four dead E-tier apt.i.tude users was almost around two hundred million each. This was acc.u.mulated over the years. Even those mutated F-tiers would not have possibly amounted to that much, seven to eight million at most, and those spatial runic equipment was probably given by the laboratory.

The spatial runic equipment containing Professor w.a.n.g’s ma.s.sive quant.i.ties of precious experimental materials would earn him five hundred million yuan after they were processed.

Just dealing with this batch of scattered things would net Qin Feng around 1.3 billion. When he helped recover Han Town, he obtained 400 million, and Professor w.a.n.g’s anonymous black card had 150 million.

Counting his combined a.s.sets, spatial runic equipment, spoils of war and materials for exchange, Qin Feng added it up to a total of 3 billion.

Ordinary E-tier ability users would have to work themselves to the bone to gain this amount of things that was equivalent to the wealth that Qin Feng possessed!

Of course, most of this amount came from killing people but Qin Feng did not kill innocents, only those that he could not stand. This behavior had made him a thorn in many people’s sides, and or, a stumbling block.

After acquiring twenty Huizhen pellets from An Zhengwei, Qin Feng turned off his communicator and shut it down entirely.

***

In the quiet of the night, as the sky turned dark, Qin Feng sat cross-legged in his training room and felt the turbulence inside his body.

In the dark, Qin Feng visualized his dantian as a cloud of thick mist floating in the air. After the pellets were ingested, an explosive internal force filled his body.

These were pellets designed only for E-tier apt.i.tude users, one single slip of control and the force would tear the body apart.

Fortunately, Qin Feng had his ability.

“Absorb!”

“Absorb!

“Absorb!”

At this point, Qin Feng originally had eighty five groups after cultivating his internal force mist groups. This time, after the pellets were ingested, the mist began to increase again and two days later it expanded to become ninety nine groups. The mist was so dense in the dantian that it felt as if it was too much to bear. After shattering the original limit, his dantian continued to expand and the walls grew thicker to accommodate more internal force.

Not only that, he felt a change within the force itself.

“Sink!”

If the previous type of internal force was mist-like and floated in the air, this time, the internal force seemed to have gained some weight, fusing together into a cloud-like shape sinking to the lower parts of the dantian.

In F tier, the internal force was more or less like a gas, all mist like.