Global Descent to Sky Islands: Getting a God-level Talent from the Start - Chapter 46

In Han Xing’s expansive territory spanning over 1,000 m², various materials were once again piled up.

Tens of thousands of Spirit Cores formed a small mound two meters high, and its spiritual energy almost turned into a misty cloud, refreshing anyone who took a breath.

At this moment, Coal was excitedly jumping up and down on the mound of Spirit Cores.

For the first time, the little creature was experiencing the thrill of being overwhelmed by delicious treats.

Coal occasionally opened his mouth and swallowed a big mouthful of Spirit Cores, with at least a dozen in each bite.

Han Xing let him eat to his heart’s content. With the quantity of these Spirit Cores, Coal wouldn’t be able to finish them even in a few years!

However, the little guy couldn’t eat anymore after a few bites.

Feeling stuffed, he comfortably found a grassy spot to lay down on, belly up, and fell into a deep sleep.

Seeing this, Han Xing couldn’t help but twitch the corners of his mouth.

“Ha, I thought he could eat a lot more.”

Han Xing began to organize his spoils.

Now, more than 1,200 bottles of Life Potion he had made have been sold out, and he has acquired many materials in return.

Yet, there was still a significant shortage in the market.

This critical recovery item was in high demand, and many wished they could stock up on a few extra bottles. The supply of Life Potion, already insufficient for all survivors, had become even more strained.

Although it was already nighttime, Han Xing worked overtime to start producing Life Potions.

With his current stockpile of Spirit Cores being more than sufficient, he used up all the remaining Spirit Spring Water to make Life Potions in one go.

Producing 7,000 bottles of Life Potion, each one taking 10 seconds to make, amounted to 70,000 seconds, nearly 20 hours.

For the next day, Han Xing did nothing else but sell each bottle as soon as it was made.

Apart from occasional breaks, he spent all his time trading with other survivors.

In the first hour, he traded over 600 bottles of the potion.

In the second hour, he traded over 1,300 bottles.

Large amounts of materials kept pouring in.

By the end of the day.

Finally, after the 7,000th bottle of Life Potion was sold, Han Xing stopped trading.

This was because his supply of Spirit Spring Water had run out.

With over 800 liters of Spirit Spring Water, he had produced over 8,000 bottles of Life Potion, of which 7,000 were traded for various materials.

In the chat channel, noticing that Han Xing hadn’t stocked the Life Potions for a long time, many eagerly waiting survivors suddenly had a bad feeling.

At this moment, Han Xing, with a slightly hoarse voice, said in the chat channel: “Everyone, the Life Potions are sold out, and I can’t get the raw materials anymore, so I can’t make any more Life Potions.”

Hearing this, the survivors who missed out felt immensely regretful.

Among them, many people still didn’t manage to get Life Potions.

At this moment, someone cautiously asked: “God Star River, are there really none left?”

Han Xing replied: “Yes, one of the main ingredients needed to make Life Potions has run out. When I find new materials in the future, I’ll make more.”

“Moreover, I have already traded over 7,000 bottles of Life Potion, which should be enough for many people to defeat the current area bosses.”

“You should be able to find other recovery items from these bosses, which should suffice for the remaining people to clear this area.”

In fact, Han Xing still had over 1,000 Life Potions in reserve.

But he didn’t plan to take them out, as everyone has their own self-interest.

Injuries are inevitable in future battles, and if he were injured, he would not want to put himself in danger because he didn’t have enough Life Potions.

Hearing Han Xing say this, many survivors expressed their understanding.

At this point, someone said, “God Star River, thank you for your hard work! We will remember your kindness!”

Han Xing smiled and shook his head: “It’s just a transaction. There’s no need to talk about kindness.”

However, this person smiled and added: “God Star River, you’re really not straightforward. Even though you say it’s just a transaction, we all see it in our hearts.”

“These past 2 days, you were almost trading Life Potions with us nonstop, indirectly saving countless lives, mine included.”

This person said with a wry smile: “Without your Life Potion, I might have already been killed by that monster…”

His words were recognized by many, who responded: “Yes, I too survived thanks to God Star River’s Life Potions. It’s so difficult to live in this world…”

“Me too…”

“Speaking of which, God Star River has already saved us from dire situations twice. Most of us in Area 107 owe him a huge favor!”

“That’s right, the Savior of Area 107, God Star River, deserves this title. If anyone dares to question him in the future, I’ll definitely get mad at them!”

“I declare that the Star River Church has been officially established since today. I’m the first believer. Who else wants to join?”

Seeing them getting more and more exaggerated, Han Xing hurriedly interrupted, “Stop! Enough with the cheesy stuff. I just want to trade with you all in exchange for resources. If you keep this up, I’ll stop selling!”

“Hahaha…”

Laughter erupted in the chat channel.

Han Xing shook his head and was just about to close the chat channel.

Just then, a private message popped up.

The sender’s name was Whirlwind Potato.

Han Xing had some impression of this name.

Upon opening the private chat, Whirlwind Potato excitedly said, “Daddy! I still haven’t exchanged for a Life Potion!”

Han Xing’s face turned black with confusion.

“Don’t call me that! Since when have I had a son as old as you?”

Whirlwind Potato quickly replied, “God Star River, you don’t understand. You saved my life during my hardest times. You are like my reborn parents, so it’s only natural that I call you dad!”

Seeing he wanted to continue talking, Han Xing quickly clicked on the trade request.

After directly placing 10 bottles of Life Potion and ignoring his exaggerated screams, Han Xing immediately closed the private chat.

Finally, Han Xing felt a quiet settle around him.

After two days of nonstop work, he was finally able to relax. A strong wave of drowsiness and fatigue flooded over him.

Han Xing shook his head, mustering up some energy.

He planned to tally up the gains before resting, and there was one more thing he hadn’t completed.

Looking at the piles of materials around his territory that resembled small hills, Han Xing’s breathing quickened, and even his fatigue was considerably lifted.

“This time, I really hit the jackpot!”

After the initial excitement subsided, Han Xing began counting.

The biggest profit from this trade was, of course, the Spirit Core. Its uses were so extensive that it had almost become the universal currency of this world.

After accounting for the consumption needed to make Spirit Spring Water, he collected a total of 253,764 Spirit Cores.

Then, another pile of relatively precious material was Mithril.

Both blue and purple equipment required Mithril, and he would probably need a lot more in the future.

He counted and found he had acquired over 16,000 pieces of Mithril.

Indeed, having more people means greater power.

Take the three of them, for example. They took the top three rewards, each opened one Silver Treasure Chest, but they barely gathered less than 50 pieces of Mithril.

But after trading with all the survivors in Area 107, he directly harvested over 10,000 pieces!

He had struck it rich!

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