My Apocalypse Territory-Chapter 169 - 168: Better to Sell to Small Sanctuary

Storm Mercenary Group Commander Moustache was frowning at the moment, "How much of our two truckloads of goods have we sold?"

A young mercenary hesitated before answering, "We've sold less than one tenth of the goods, and it's becoming increasingly difficult to sell."

"Why is that?" Moustache murmured, "Is it because of those few major powers?"

"Um..." The young mercenary slowly nodded, "The goods we brought from Heng City, although mostly unavailable in Lindong, are outmatched by those brought by a few major powers. They have more and more comprehensive supplies and have jointly taken over most of Lindong's market. We really are..."

Merely in terms of strength, those few were much stronger than a mercenary corps like theirs. They lacked the confidence to fight for the market.

The young mercenary had more to say... They were mercenaries, not businessmen. Dealing with business was never their forte.

Commander Moustache looked quite dispirited.

The remaining two truckloads of goods carried all his hopes. He had followed the military convoy to Lindong, making a do-or-die move for a breakthrough. If he failed this time, he would lose not only a great deal of wealth but possibly see the entire mercenary corps crumble.

"Those few..." Moustache clenched his fist, then released it.

The structure of the Sanctuary in Heng City was similar to Lindong's. His Storm Mercenary Group also ranked highly in the Mercenary World. Otherwise, he wouldn't have qualified to follow the military convoy.

This trip wasn't simply about tagging along; the road was dangerous, and even the military had to be cautious. The other powers joining the convoy were restricted in the goods they could bring based on the strength of the Awakeners they sent. His Storm Mercenary Group had brought several dozen Awakeners, thus earning the share of five trucks.

Of course, only two trucks had survived, and less than half of the group members had arrived alive in Lindong.

However, even their strength, in this convoy, was considered average. Only the top one or two mercenary groups in the Mercenary World could be called major powers, not to mention some high-level forces belonging to the Sanctuary. These major powers were beyond the reach of their Storm Mercenary Group.

Despite the scarcity of their goods, Lindong's market was limited. The richest was the Lindong Military, but the Lindong Military had already traded the necessary supplies with the Heng City Military. The remaining major powers monopolized the majority of the market in Lindong, not leaving even a soup's worth for them.

"Young Brother Yang, Young Brother Gao..."

Two acquainted leaders of powers approached from a distance. Surprisingly, they didn't seem worried about selling their goods.

"Brothers, what's going on?" Moustache quickly called out to them, "Have you two found a way to sell the goods?"

One of them looked around carefully before leaning close to Moustache, "Commander Storm, we indeed thought of a method. Out of respect for our friendship, we'll tell you this secret, but remember not to spread it."

"Absolutely..."

"Consider this, the market in Lindong is already occupied, but around Lin City, besides Lindong, there are many small and medium-sized Sanctuaries. These Sanctuaries can't compare with Lindong, but the sheer number of them makes for a sizable market."

"I've already inquired. To the south of Lindong, that area is filled with small Sanctuaries. If we take our goods there..."

Moustache nodded incessantly, eager, "Then why don't we three work together? It will be safer, and since there are many small Sanctuaries in that area, there's enough demand for all our goods. We won't be competing with each other. When the time comes, we can set a slightly higher price and earn a bit more..."

"Absolutely!"

...

Secret Realm.

Between the cliff and the platform, the chilly wind was blowing in bursts. By this time, numerous Awakeners had already made it to the opposite platform.

Some had tried to fly, others had tried to leap across at high speeds, but it was all in vain. Some mysterious force beneath seemed to be pulling them, and even the most confident of experts would end up falling into panic and plunging downward with a splash.

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However...

Tang Yu looked at the vines beneath his feet, stretching between the cliff and the platform, and was a bit speechless.

Who could have imagined that crossing the gap would be as simple as walking over these vines?

Most crucially, the vines were all black, blending completely with the surroundings. If one did not observe carefully, they were hard to detect with the naked eye. Some had jumped into mid-air and fallen, landing unexpectedly on the vines, and that was how they were discovered.

The designer of this tomb was really setting up a trap.

Swoosh.

Tang Yu stepped onto the vines, unaffected by the wind and the slight swaying of the vines.

Having walked to the end of the vine, he kicked off lightly and effortlessly leapt onto the platform. Looking back, many Awakeners were carefully walking on the vines; some with acrophobia could only progress by crawling and dragging... or more accurately, being dragged.

Some people, holding the idea of eliminating competition early on, were scheming against others on the vines, but no one had attacked him, which was somewhat disappointing to Tang Yu.

Are people's eyesight so good nowadays?

Or do they think there are too few of them, posing no threat?

"Let's go."

Many Awakeners had already entered the cave, but Tang Yu was in no rush. Given the tomb designer's tricks, first come, first served? That didn't exist; it was more likely first come, first dead.

The passage twisted and turned, occasionally leading to forks. It seemed to be a maze. Although there were no traps, the complexity was even greater. On both stone walls, there were some patterns engraved, not runes, but rather resembling drawings of beasts—probably clues to navigate out of the maze.

Tang Yu was completely baffled and left solving the maze to his followers. Meanwhile, he relied on random choices to lead the group forward, observing the patterns on the stone walls as if collecting clues.

Suddenly, a pounding sound came from ahead, like the heavy stomping of feet.

"Boss, be careful, something is coming."

A huge beast covered in a metallic sheen appeared in everyone's sight.

The beast bore many scars on its body, its short legs furiously running. However, the passage was too narrow for the giant beast, which scraped against the stone walls from time to time.

Grey Blade's eyes lit up, "Boss, it's a gold-swallowing beast!"

Behind the gold-swallowing beast, a large group of Awakeners were in pursuit. The leader was surrounded by numerous Flying Knives. With a wave of his hand, the knives whooshed forward, became a blur, and stabbed into the back of the gold-swallowing beast. Despite the beast's tough body, the knives penetrated deep, and blood slowly oozed out.

Tang Yu was annoyed.

Why harm his gold-swallowing beast!