SFS Chapter 95 Death Race
Chapter 95 Death Race
Chapter 95 Death Race
7 PM, South District.
The cold storage was like an ice cellar, with a stark, pale light.
The ground was covered with a thin layer of ice, and the air was filled with the pungent smell of frozen meat and the chill of frost, mixed with the faint scent of rusting metal.
There was a deathly silence all around, except for the low hum of the refrigeration unit.
Yuan Jingang and his gang, as well as Kuang Bin, were all present.
Ali had crushed all the smooth, mirror-like crystals in the drawer into tiny pieces the size of a little fingernail, and packed them all into sealed plastic bags.
As agreed with the verbal terms reached with Xiao Su, the two kilograms were divided into twenty packages, each weighing one hundred grams, at 5 yuan per gram.
"This...is a hundred million?"
Kuang Bin has already decided to choose the 10% profit sharing option. Although he won't get 20 million this time, he can still generate a steady stream of revenue.
"It's not just 100 million; these top-quality blue items sell for 500 pieces per gram."
Wang Qingdu was influenced by Xiao Su and started talking about how many Zhangs there were.
This batch also includes items crafted by Foundation Establishment cultivators. They are entirely clear and lustrous blue, with flowing inner light. The blue is as clear and cold as ice, and as warm and soft as crushed diamonds and moonlight.
Depending on individual differences, each cultivator can forge between 1 and 21 grams of human essence. Kuang Bin forged a total of 91 grams from the Spider Gang remnants and minor leaders he dealt with during this period.
Ali weighed both the red and blue items on the electronic scale to check their weight.
Kuang Bin did a rough calculation and found that, all added up, it amounted to 145.5 million, which was already beyond the common sense of most people.
"I inquired at the Reincarnation Bar, and the market price is generally around 20,000."
Kuang Bin was somewhat puzzled.
"I make one-of-a-kind pieces."
Wang Qing told Ali to pack everything into a suitcase. "Don't send so many people this time. Yuan Jingang, Kuang Bin, you two just follow me. Yuan Jingang, who's currently liaising with Yixin Society about the studio matter?"
"It's tide Yue, the deputy leader of the Yixin Society, who is our liaison."
"Very good. Ali, contact her tonight. Also, the funds for the Luxing Studio are ready, and construction can begin tomorrow."
Investing in a studio requires a huge investment, including equipment, staff, and distribution channels like those in the cinema industry. Whether 100 million yuan is enough is another matter.
From now on, it will be Wang Qing's factory for producing soldiers. Quantity is secondary; the focus will be on excellence. One person who can sweep through is more useful than hundreds or thousands of lackeys.
"Let's go now."
Wang Qing closed the suitcase and tossed it to Yuan Jingang, telling him to carry it.
8 PM, South Wharf.
A murky, gray fog hung in the air, shrouding the industrial ruins of the port in a gloomy, deathly silence.
The icy rain, like dense shards of glass, pounded against the twisted steel frame, splashing with a dull, heavy sound. It mingled with the muffled thuds of the undercurrents crashing against the embankment, and the distant buzzing of ship horns on the river, weaving a violent and scorching net.
Deep inside the maze built from abandoned shipping containers, inside a huge shipping container used to transport heavy trucks.
Wang Qing glanced around at the people present, and they were all familiar faces from last time, not one more. Xiao Su was indeed following the rules and wanted to operate in the long term.
Xiao Su was still wearing a somewhat old-fashioned double-breasted woolen overcoat.
His cultivation level was even higher than Kuang Bin's, reaching the peak of Foundation Establishment.
This kind of human smuggling group is no less risky than the demonic path; almost everyone in it is a fugitive like Kuang Bin.
Holding heavy firearms, they remained vigilant; in the gloomy rain and mist, every gun muzzle concealed a deadly glint.
Seeing Kuang Bin surprised Xiao Su. Xiao Su was just a regular in Gray Core City, and he was familiar with most people who had some reputation.
With the support of powerful forces behind him, most of Graycore City is his territory. People can only buy from him; anyone else who wants to purchase from him will be slit in the throat.
This place acts as a distribution center, where goods are collected and then contracted out to upstream suppliers, who then distribute them to various locations through their extensive distribution channels.
Xiao Su wasn't in a hurry to inspect the goods. "I heard the Spider Gang was wiped out. The ones planting flags in Kabukicho now are from the Underground."
Xiao Su had previously made deals with the Spider Gang, so he naturally knew what was going on.
The fate of human essence, besides being used by the mold itself, is either to flow into the market or to be exclusively supplied to the powerful and wealthy. Xue Hua stole his share from the exclusive supply and sold it to himself.
But with the terrifying backers behind Xiao Su, they don't care about those; the giants of the underworld are no less influential than the major corporations in mainstream society.
However, this statement is not entirely accurate. Black and white are two kinds of fruits that grow on the same vine. The farmer holds the roots, and whichever side the nutrients flow to will flourish. They are just two sets of clothes for the same interest group, whichever they change to suit different occasions.
Xiao Su had long since resigned himself to his fate. There were countless layers of deception, and once you entered the game, there was no turning back. He might as well just honestly work as a laborer.
"I only want to talk about things related to the transaction; I need to see the money first."
Wang Qing pointed at the iron table, signaling Xiao Su to stop dawdling.
Because the quantity was quite large this time, Wang Qing's asking price was also high. Xiao Su had to haggle with his superiors for a while before he finally got this much cash. This was no small amount; it was equivalent to more than a thousand spirit coins that could be used throughout the entire makeshift hospital.
One suitcase wouldn't be enough to hold it all; it was almost 150 million. Five suitcases, each containing 300 bundles of cash.
It weighs much more than an adult.
Xiao Su snapped his fingers, and the bat demon named Qing Er and another subordinate brought up all the boxes, unfastened the snap covers, and popped out cash.
Kuang Bin raised an eyebrow. He had only seen this much money in movies, but he didn't make a fuss about it.
"You've received an advance of five million."
Xiao Su took it upon himself to take out fifty bundles of cash from the box in front of him, in bundles of ten, so that the accounts would match up.
"Where is what I want?"
Xiao Su knew this man was strange, but he wasn't afraid. He tapped his fingers on the iron table.
Wang Qing greeted Yuan Jingang.
He also took out his briefcase and opened it. Inside were twenty packets of red human essence and one packet of blue.
"Is this what they call a top-tier product?"
Xiao Su stared intently at the blue Human Essence; this package alone accounted for a third of the price.
This time is different from the last time; the quantity is large.
Xiao Su also had someone bring the scale for precise counting. After confirming there were no problems, he said, "Qing Er, check this."
Upon hearing this, the bat demon walked to the table. Since it was something worth 500,000 per gram, it let out a long breath, picked out a smaller one, placed it on the table, crushed it into powder with its sharp fingernails, crouched down, and took a deep breath.
moment.
"Boom! Soooooooooooooooooooooo!"
Aoichi's pupils bulged into unfocused pinholes, his muscles twitched and spasmed uncontrollably, he paced back and forth frantically, and grabbed an aluminum chair to smash against the wall.
His cultivation level seemed to have improved. "When my older brother gets out of jail, I'll definitely let him try. He's amazing! He was forged at the Foundation Establishment stage, and he's also a Celestial-grade cultivator."
Qing Er was speechless. You must know that the higher the rank, the more difficult it is to refine. It is definitely more than 500,000 yuan per gram. It is a great medicine for the human world!
Xiao Su was also curious about Planck's background. It was understandable that someone at the Qi Refining stage could be so pure, but someone at the Foundation Establishment stage could be so pure? Was he an old demon who had escaped from the upper echelons?
Considering that the famous Ao Jing is also roaming the 21st floor, there might be some issues, but it doesn't matter.
"Go to jail? Theoretically, aren't you scum supposed to be executed as soon as you're caught?"
Wang Qing remained silent, then gestured for Yuan Jingang and Kuang Bin to count the cash, ensuring a clear accounting and that not a single penny was missing.
This time, the other side didn't stop them.
With such a large sum of money, Yuan Jingang's throat bobbed as he counted it.
"You just don't understand. Prisons these days are all for-profit. The death penalty is only for those with high social influence or those who are highly skilled. Others with high cultivation levels are useful to arrest. The unlucky ones are always sent to mining or doing things with high pollution and high radiation. The lucky ones get some recognition. Qing Er's brother is a celebrity, you know about Death Race?"
"That sounds awesome."
"It's normal not to know. There's no 21st floor; it's on a floor above. The Heavenly Court has transformed some ancient secret realms into racing tracks, where death row inmates race and kill each other, engaging in various gunfights and killings. It's a paid subscription livestream, very expensive, with no censorship or editing. Only the wealthy can afford it. If you stay in the top 100 for ten consecutive terms, you can get parole. How many terms has your brother won?"
Xiao Su asked Xiang Qing Er.
"It's still early, about six sessions away."
Qing Er hadn't recovered yet; the Foundation Establishment technique had been too intense, and he immediately felt cold and shivered again, curling up in a corner.
"Damn, the mortality rate is over 90% every year, your brother is really ruthless."
Xiao Su also sighed, saying that parole was just a formality, and people still had to die.
"Awesome."
Wang Qing asked with great interest, "You also know news from higher-ups?"
"It's an industry advantage; people at all levels like this stuff." Xiao Su put away his Human Essence briefcase. "But it's just bits and pieces of information, hardly intelligence. If you really want to know, you'll have to find the mold."
Yuan Jingang and Kuang Bin had finished counting the money. Xiao Su took the five million in advance, making a total of 140.5 million. That was it.
"That's settled then. Do you have any further questions?"
The simpler the transaction, the better. Not only Wang Qing, but the other party also didn't want any complications.
Two things.
First of all, I'll contact you within two weeks. This time, the top-quality goods have been delivered, but I don't know what the higher-ups are thinking.
Xiao Su lit a cigarette and looked at Wang Qing meaningfully. If he received the same evaluation as last time, then the person behind him would definitely intervene.
"and then?"
Seeing that the two couldn't carry it all, Wang Qing also picked up a briefcase of cash, which contained three hundred bundles and was indeed quite "heavy".
Xiao Su deliberately remained silent for a while. This was a very serious matter. "You should know the principle that 'a common man is innocent.' We have a very strong sense of confidentiality, and we hope you have the same. I'm referring to our unique strategic partnership. Unique, understand? If your goods are found elsewhere on the market—"
Xiao Su raised his thumb and swiped it across his neck.
Wang Qing remained noncommittal, gave a disdainful smile, and simply patted the box in his hand, saying, "I only care about money, not people. You can afford the price right now."
"Heh heh—inexhausted money, my friend, inexhaustible money, Mr. Planck."
"You're the boss, so whatever you say goes."
The conversation ended.
Xiao Su escorted Wang Qing to the container door, watched the group get into the car, personally closed the car door for Wang Qing, and finally patted the window, pointing two fingers to his own eyes to indicate that he had been watching.
Once you've had enough of someone, you'll get used to them. Once you're familiar with them, Wang Qing simply gave them the middle finger.
Five minutes later.
Yuan Jingang drove his car at high speed back to the underground shopping mall, with Kuang Bin sitting in the passenger seat.
Wang Qing sat in the back seat playing online gambling, with five boxes stacked next to him.
"Are you a member of the [United Front]?"
Kuang Bin asked abruptly.
It almost drove Yuan Jingang crazy. That cyber psychopath doesn't think before he speaks, does he? "Don't ask nonsense."
"No."
Wang Qing didn't mind. They were going to set up a studio anyway, and the two of them were involved, so these issues didn't apply. "I'm not a member of the United Front, but I'll create something similar."
Once the renovations are complete and the facilities are in use, we can start mass production. There are too many negative people in this makeshift hospital. Wang Qing looked out the window at the various commercial workers and sex workers on the dockside commercial street.
Yuan Jingang felt a chill run down his spine, his scalp tingling. He wasn't a mentally unstable cyberbully; he understood what it meant.
In making a choice, a person also loses the ability to choose.
And every choice I made was based on recklessness and a paltry sense of dignity.
But this time, it seems we've truly embarked on an extraordinary path.