I Slaughtered Through the Dungeon Worlds with My Cheats-Chapter 158 - 147 Regret for Not Entering the Treasure

Chapter 158: Chapter 147 Regret for Not Entering the Treasure Tower [Seeking Monthly Pass!] Chapter 158 -147 Regret for Not Entering the Treasure Tower [Seeking Monthly Pass!] “If it had been on the road, it wouldn’t be easy to shake off the Iron Riders, but his little electric scooter could climb walls.”

So, he quickly left the Iron Riders behind.

Then, Mu Rufeng zigzagged around and, after five or six minutes, successfully arrived outside the Moutai specialty store.

Mu Rufeng took down the Flame Vehicle Card and then said, “Wait for me outside.”

“Okay, big brother,” Ma Qiu nodded repeatedly.

Somehow, the missing wheels of its vehicle had reappeared.

The originally somewhat worn appearance also seemed newer.

Immediately, Mu Rufeng walked into the Moutai specialty store.

“Sir, welcome. What can I help you with?” A good-looking, tall woman in a black professional outfit immediately stood up from behind the counter to greet him.

“Do you have Feitian here? I’ll take two bottles,” Mu Rufeng went straight to the point without beating around the bush.

After buying the liquor, he still wanted to visit Treasure Tower, so his time was pressing.

When he was speeding away from the Iron Riders, he spotted the giant sign of Treasure Tower.

It was not far from here, just over three hundred meters.

“Of course, sir, one moment please,” the woman acknowledged with a nod, neither hurried nor slow, and took out two beautifully packaged bottles from the counter, each bearing the prominent characters for Feitian.

“Sir, that will be 3,776 soul coins in total. Will you be paying in cash or card?” the woman asked.

“How much?” Mu Rufeng was slightly taken aback.

“Sir, one bottle of Feitian costs 1,888 soul coins, so two bottles are 3,776 in total,” her expression changing subtly as the air seemed to grow cooler.

“Can I take a look?” Mu Rufeng asked.

“Of course, but please be careful,” she responded.

Without delay, Mu Rufeng took a bottle in his hand.

[Feitian Moutai Liquor]: The lowest tier in the entire Moutai series, but also a gem among liquors.

Net Content: 500ML

Ingredients: Confidential

Effects: After consumption, one enters a state of intoxication, during which the user’s bravery trait is stimulated, enhancing combat capabilities and Ghost Power.

Shelf Life: Indefinite

Best Before: Twelve months

Production Date: XX-year-X-month-X-day

Market Price: 1,888 soul coins per bottle.

“Can humans drink this? Does it have any effects?” Mu Rufeng inquired.

“Sir, Contractors who possess Ghost Power can consume it,” the woman replied.

Whether it was just his perception or not, the aura of the woman seemed to change.

“Fine, how much stock do you have left? I’ll take it all,” Mu Rufeng stated.

“Sir, what did you say?” The previously expressionless woman’s face wavered slightly.

“How much stock do you have, I want all of it,” Mu Rufeng repeated.

“Sir, are you sure? We have a total of seventy bottles in stock, and among them, many are even higher-end liquors,” the woman couldn’t believe Mu Rufeng could afford such a sum.

Despite their large storefront, Moutai was pricey and sold on quota each day.

Their store’s quota was a hundred bottles a day.

Thirty bottles were sold in the morning, leaving seventy remaining.

They were practically guaranteed to sell out every day.

Even though the ingredients were extremely precious, mass production was not an issue; the only reason for the quota was naturally to create a scarcity marketing strategy and maintain a high-end product line.

After all, Moutai belonged to one of the top liquor groups in the Mysterious World.

“I want it all,” Mu Rufeng nodded and pulled out his Heaven and Earth Bank Platinum Card and slapped it on the counter.

This liquor was capable of improving combat capability and enhancing Ghost Power—it was definitely worthwhile.

Moreover, this was the lowest tier of the Feitian series; the higher ones seemed to be even stronger.

“Pl… Platinum Card? Very well, sir, I will pack them up for you,” the woman’s weird aura faded, replaced by a beaming smile.

It wasn’t long before seventy gift boxes were placed on the counter, a dense array.

Mu Rufeng stepped forward to check the attributes of each one.

The attributes were similar, but the enhancement to Ghost Power and combat abilities became stronger with each subsequent series.

For instance, the Ghost Emperor series Moutai could double one’s strength with just a sip.

Of course, it depended on the level, but even a Level 9 Ghost Emperor could increase their combat capability by ten percent after drinking a few sips.

If one drank a whole bottle, their fighting power would increase by a full ten percent.

One should not underestimate that ten percent—Level 9 was already an existence at the very pinnacle of the Mysterious World.

“Sir, for the Feitian series, there are thirty-three bottles, each priced at 1,888 soul coins, totaling 62,304.

For the Ghost General series, there are seventeen bottles, at 3,888 each, totaling 66,096.

For the Ghost King series, there are fifteen bottles, at 8,888 each, totaling 133,320.

For the Ghost Emperor series, there are five bottles, at 18,888 each, totaling 94,440.

Including the two bottles you picked earlier, the total comes to 359,936 soul coins, for card payment.”

“Ding~~!”

With the sound of a machine dinging, the money had been transferred.

“The payment is made, sir. Here’s your bank card!”

The female ghost handed the Heaven and Earth Bank Card back to Mu Rufeng with a fawning expression.

After Mu Rufeng took the bank card, he immediately picked up Little Ying, who was still sound asleep.

“Little Ying, wake up, it’s time to work,” Mu Rufeng patted Little Ying’s forehead.

“Mmm~~” Little Ying turned over in Mu Rufeng’s arms and continued to sleep.

“Wake up, or else I’ll feed you these soul banknotes,” Mu Rufeng took out a stack of money and waved it in front of Little Ying.

“Ugh!” Little Ying seemed to have a reflex reaction, gagged, and then woke up completely.

“Wuwuwu, Daddy bad, take it away, take it away,” Little Ying looked at the soul banknotes with disgust.

The female ghost watching this scene immediately showed a face full of envy.

What a joke, if she had such a generous daddy willing to give her money to eat, she’d be overjoyed, yet here was someone disdaining it.

“Quick, Daddy doesn’t have much time, swallow all these bottles of wine,” Mu Rufeng said.

“Okay, Daddy.”

Little Ying puckered her lips, gave an affirmative response, then opened her mouth and inhaled, sucking all seventy bottles of wine into her stomach space instantly.

Little Ying puffed her cheeks, looking adorably cute.

“Yawn~~! Daddy, I’m still so sleepy, I’m going to sleep now,” Little Ying said and then dashed back into the Contract Slot to sleep.

“Sir, your daughter is really cute,” the female ghost complimented.

Although she didn’t know where Mu Rufeng had hidden his daughter, she wasn’t foolish enough to inquire about it.

Throughout the event, the female ghost had not even suspected that Mu Rufeng was a Contractor.

“Uh-huh,” Mu Rufeng grunted in response, carrying the two bottles of wine as he left the specialty store.

Although he had lost money, he still had to deliver these two bottles to Hua Wenteng—it was anybody’s guess what kind of mischief that guy was plotting.

Anyway, Mu Rufeng had already decided to take down that guy.

…

As Mu Rufeng left the specialty store, Ma Qiu immediately approached him.

“Big brother, big brother, are we heading back now?” Ma Qiu looked up to Mu Rufeng with even more respect than before.

He had seen everything clearly through the glass door from outside.

Buying wine like it was nothing, spending hundreds of thousands, that was truly grandiose.

“First to Treasure Tower,” Mu Rufeng said.

He glanced at the time. There were still twelve minutes left out of the half hour.

If he hurried back, it would only take two minutes at full speed.

Ten minutes was enough time for Mu Rufeng to scout around.

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“Alrighty.”

Mu Rufeng slung the gift box onto the bandage on his back and rode Ma Qiu to the nearby Treasure Tower, a few hundred meters away.

Treasure Tower was not particularly tall, with only a little over twenty floors.

But compared to other buildings, it stood out.

Most of the buildings were around ten or fifteen floors, or even just seven or eight floors.

Even the Blood Chamber Hotel was only nine floors tall.

Mu Rufeng parked Ma Qiu and then walked up the stairs to the entrance where there were a dragon and a tiger head mounted on the walls on either side, looking incredibly ferocious.

“Halt, visitor, Treasure Tower is not open to the public today,” the dragon head slowly spoke.

“Closed to the public? Why?” Mu Rufeng stopped in his tracks and asked the dragon head.

“Today is inventory day, so we’re closed for business. You may come back tomorrow,” the dragon head replied.

“Alright then,” Mu Rufeng said, clearly disappointed as he had no choice but to leave.

He had actually been looking forward to using this opportunity to browse the Treasure Tower, but his luck had him encounter inventory day—how annoying.

Right away, Mu Rufeng left the place, riding Ma Qiu.

This time, he didn’t use the Flame Vehicle Card but just leisurely rode along.

“Ma Qiu, you’re a Level 1 vehicle, so you should belong to the category of items, right?” Mu Rufeng asked.

“Right,” replied Ma Qiu.

“If you’re just a vehicle, how can you talk and have your own thoughts?” Mu Rufeng asked out of curiosity.

“I don’t know, we were just like this when we were made,” Ma Qiu said.

“Made… hey, do you have a company or something?” Mu Rufeng asked further.

“Yes, but our company has gone out of business. We’re all just abandoned little electric donkeys,” Ma Qiu said pitifully.

“It seems competition is quite fierce,” Mu Rufeng noted.

“Totally, it’s really intense. Big brother, my front tire got smashed by those properly company-registered little electric donkeys, the bastards,” Ma Qiu cursed spontaneously.

In just that short amount of time, they were already near the Blood Chamber Hotel.

However, a group of little electric donkeys was fighting over there.

Strictly speaking, a bunch of shiny, brand-new, yellow electric donkeys were chasing and beating up a group of worn-out electric donkeys from the same batch as Ma Qiu.

“Damn it, how did those guys manage to follow us here? Do they want to snatch up even this little business we have?” Ma Qiu cursed upon seeing this.

“Ma Qiu, your buddies don’t seem to be doing too well there,” Mu Rufeng said with a smile.