Begging for a monthly ticket, four chapters tomorrow! …… Under Ye Chen’s icy gaze, Tosswasin was sweating profusely from his forehead, lowering his head to say, “…I submit.” He spoke in broken Chinese.

Ye Chen stared at him for a long moment before nodding slightly. “Command your people to leave this place.

This ruin is now occupied by me. Afterwards, I will visit your guild headquarters to see you.” Tosswasin’s heart trembled.

He wasn't foolish and knew he couldn't hesitate. He immediately nodded, “Yes,” his voice tinged with bitterness.

To think that the head of a major Russian guild had to bow and scrape, obeying every command—the feeling was unbearable. Ye Chen deactivated his Ant-Man Mode.

The horns on his forehead retracted into his skin under the astonished gaze of Tosswasin and the others. This Superman period had lasted exactly 2 minutes and 18 seconds.

Since he hadn't pushed himself as hard as during a siege battle, his stamina consumption wasn't significant. Subsequently, the remaining eighty to ninety thousand soldiers on the hill were quickly reorganized into disciplined formations and retreated dejectedly under the command of Philan and the others.

The smaller guilds watching from the distant hillside were somewhat astonished. To force the Blue Mountain Guild, which had guarded this ruin for a month and a half, to retreat, single-handedly—how incredible was this achievement?

Ye Chen looked at Tosswasin, Philan, and the others who remained standing still, the meaning in his eyes clear. Tosswasin forced a smile and cupped his hands.

“Then we shall take our leave.” Seeing that Ye Chen made no further gesture, he turned and left with Philan and the others. After Tosswasin had moved a safe distance away, Ye Chen intentionally glanced towards the distant hillside without saying anything more.

He then walked toward the ruin’s entrance, a flash of light preceding him as he stepped inside, his figure vanishing. “You’re back.” “Brother!” As soon as Ye Chen entered, several voices called out, and he immediately saw his sister, Ye Zhu, and Bailong happily approaching.

“Are you okay?” Ye Zhu scrutinized Ye Chen from head to toe. Noticing the scorched marks on his Flood Dragon Scale Armor, she couldn’t help but feel heartache, realizing the intensity of the attack required to singe that armor.

Ye Chen shook his head slightly. “I’m fine.” “Flies all gone?” Bailong asked, eager for action.

“En, let’s go,” Ye Chen said to Bailan, who approached gracefully beside him. Bailan glanced at Mo Feng and the others but said nothing further.

With a charming smile, she turned and led the way. Soon, they bypassed the plaza and entered a corridor.

“This city is called Bolin City, named by your mentor, Venerable White Fang. Its area spans 10,000 square kilometers and it is divided into four main sectors: the System Center District, the Refining Plant District, the Combat Zone, and the Commercial District,” Bailan explained the ruin to Ye Chen and the others as they walked.

“Venerable White Fang?” Ye Chen frowned. Bailan smiled sweetly.

“That is the white-haired old man on the ninth level of the Primordial Spirit Tower who taught you the Six Paths of Origin of Fire. Few people know his real name now; he is only known as Venerable White Fang.

By gaining ownership of this ruin, you have inherited his mantle, thus becoming his registered disciple.” Ye Chen nodded slightly and didn’t dwell on it. “The System Center District handles all affairs of Bolin City.

In the Refining Plant District, there are various energy metal men used to manufacture all kinds of food. The Combat Zone contains a virtual world connected to the ‘Cycle World’ system, where you can freely set opponents and engage in all manner of battles.

The Commercial District is the most prosperous area, but since there are no living beings here now, it serves little purpose.” Bailan looked at Ye Chen and smiled gently. “Now that you are the master of this ruin, I can make changes if you have any requests.

The entire city is forged from steel; the modular plates can be moved at will.” Ye Chen waved his hand. “No need.

Let’s go straight to the Treasury. There should be an Energy God Tree within this ruin.” Bailan paused, surprised.

“How did you know there was an Energy God Tree here?” Mo Feng, Yue Heng, and the others looked at Ye Chen with curiosity. “I guessed,” Ye Chen replied calmly, without any sign of blushing.

Bailong gave a middle finger. “Disgusting.” “Seconded,” Yue Heng agreed with Bailong for once.

Ye Zhu covered her mouth and chuckled lightly. The group proceeded to the end of the corridor, navigated several branching paths, and arrived before a magnificent metal gate.

Looking up, the gate towered nearly a thousand feet high, appearing majestic and sacred, emitting a golden light. Carved onto it was a blazing fire lotus, brilliantly beautiful.

“This is the Treasury,” Bailan said with a slight smile. She raised her hand and pointed, and the metal gate boomed open, releasing a wave of dazzling jewels and treasures that was breathtaking.

They peered inside to see the treasure chamber was extremely clean, filled with metal display cases holding all manner of rare items, along with many weapons. Ye Chen led the way inside.

“The Treasury is divided into three levels; the top tier holds the ultimate treasures,” Bailan said, gesturing toward the first floor. “This first level contains 10,008 sets of armor and 5,081 energy weapons, all ranked Silver Grade 10.” “Energy weapons?” Yue Heng sounded inquisitive.

“Energy weapons are made using semi-matter energy conversion technology. They draw upon the free energy in the environment to attack.

As long as there is energy, the ammunition is infinite,” Bailan explained. “Oh, like an energy pistol with infinite bullets,” Yue Heng understood.

Bailan smiled subtly. The same things have different names in different places and different civilizations, but their actual applications are largely the same.

“What is Silver Grade 10?” Bailong asked curiously. Bailan blinked, her expression odd.

“Silver Grade 10 is Silver Grade 10. Is there another way to call it?” Ye Chen stated flatly, “Every several levels of weaponry corresponds to a grade.

Silver Grade 10 refers to levels 100 through 1000, with every 100 levels constituting one tier of Silver Grade. Silver Grade 10 weaponry has approximately 1000-level power.

Above that are Gold Grade weapons.” Level numbers were the method of classifying power used in Ye Chen’s civilization. The Mesopotamian civilization of the Second Solar Era didn’t divide things so finely; they used only Grades as rankings.

Therefore, to Bailan, asking for an explanation of Silver Grade 10 was like asking someone what ‘100’ is—100 is just 100; she couldn't explain it further. “I see,” Bailong realized.

Yue Heng’s eyes lit up, exclaiming excitedly, “So, this first floor alone holds over ten thousand thousand-level pieces of equipment?” Two months prior, a few sets of 600-level Anaconda Scale Armor had caused a sales sensation in the Huaxia Base City. While no longer unheard of, thousand-level equipment was still incredibly rare, let alone over ten thousand sets at once.

“If we brought all of this back to the Guangming Base City, how powerful would everyone become?” Zhuge Fan was somewhat agitated. The Flood Dragon Scale Armor they wore was only at Level 1500.

These ten thousand sets of thousand-level suits would absolutely cause a sensation outside, making countless people envious. Ye Chen nodded slightly.

He had nearly died completing one main mission in the Cycle World. If he hadn't obtained the Fire Seal in that mysterious underground world, he might have had to go through dozens, even hundreds, of main mission worlds to accumulate 100,000 points for a chance at inheritance, and he could have died easily along the way.

Obtaining so many treasures now could be considered a form of “consolation fee.” The group ascended to the second level of the Treasury. “On the second level, there are 1,008 sets of armor and 500 energy weapons, all Gold Grade 2.

Among them are three Gold Grade 3 energy weapons: the Thunder Glory Annihilation Cannon, the Fire Velocity Gun, and the Demon Eye Instant Kill Gun,” Bailan introduced them one by one. “The Thunder Glory Annihilation Cannon is for area-of-effect attacks and consumes massive amounts of energy.

If there is no external replenishment, relying on the cannon’s automatic absorption, it can fire three shots before it needs an hour to absorb the energy for the next shot.” “The Fire Velocity Gun is suitable for short to medium-range combat, boasting an extremely high rate of fire—320,000 energy bullets per second. It could pulverize a mountain instantly.” “The Demon Eye Instant Kill Gun is for long-range combat.

It possesses a multi-layered overlapping sight mirror, allowing it to see objects tens of thousands of kilometers away. Its single-target power is immense.” Tens of thousands of kilometers—that was enough range to strike from one province to another!

Gold Grade 2 means Level 2000. Ye Chen and the others’ eyes shone with secret delight.

The wealth contained in this ruin far surpassed that of the lost civilization of Atlantis, which was also a Grade Six ruin. Of course, Atlantis was slightly more advanced overall, possessing gene fusion technology, divine blood, and mechanical warriors, giving it a slight edge over the Civilization of Fire.

If only the city hadn't been purged by dark creatures, the benefits would have been even greater. They didn't linger and moved to the third level.

“Here there are 108 sets of armor and 50 energy weapons, all Gold Grade 5,” Bailan said with a gentle smile. “Among them are two Gold Grade 8 energy weapons: the Demon Laser Cannon and the Blaze Domain.” “Demon Laser Cannon: Requires 8 hours to charge, range of 1,000 kilometers, attack radius of 1,000 meters in diameter.” “The Blaze Domain weapon can release a sea of fire with a perimeter ranging from 1 kilometer to 100 kilometers.” Ye Chen’s eyes brightened.

With these two weapons, the Guangming Base City would basically have no need to fear attacks from other monsters. A single Blaze Domain could annihilate all monsters below Level 8000 within its coverage area—practically invincible at the current stage.

At the back of the third level, there stood two colossal objects. One was thirty zhang tall, entirely obsidian black, supported by two cannon mounts beneath a central barrel inscribed with numerous mystic patterns, giving it an overwhelmingly imposing look.

The other was rectangular, about a hundred zhang long and ten zhang wide, entirely crimson, with many aperture holes on the left side, appearing deceptively plain. “We’ve really hit the jackpot this time!” Bailong exclaimed excitedly.

“Gold Grade 8, instant kill for monsters below Level 8000, tsk tsk…” Yue Heng marveled. Zhuge Fan glanced over, then shifted his gaze to the metal stands displaying the armor.

He said to Ye Chen, “Brother Ye, let’s change our equipment first. Everything here is Gold Grade 5, equivalent to Level 5000, which is much stronger than what we currently have.” Ye Chen nodded slightly.

To find an intact, un-purged Grade Six ruin was a tremendous stroke of luck. No wonder the Russian base cities were famous globally in his past life.

If the Huaxia Base City hadn't possessed the heaven-defying technology for creating Superman-level powerhouses, it might not have managed to surpass them.

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