Starting with 10,000 times the experience, and you're calling me a terrible player?

Lin Mo refined dozens more batches of medicine.

Mana potions, antidotes, dispelling potions, etc.

All of them are of perfect quality.

"That's about right."

Lin Mo shook the dregs of medicine off his hands and patted the hem of his clothes.

"It will last you a long time."

Shen Yuntang glanced at the statistics.

Forty-five thousand bottles of perfect quality advanced healing potions.

Perfect quality, highly effective mana-restoring potion, 18,000 bottles.

Sixteen thousand bottles of perfect quality, high-grade antidote.

Thirty-two thousand perfect quality dark steel longswords.

Fifty-two thousand sets of perfect quality dark steel armor.

This figure is several times the monthly output of Zhangjia Supply Chain at its peak.

Lin Mo only took less than an hour.

"Lin Mo, the Alliance will thank you for your contributions."

Shen Yunshang said earnestly.

"Don't be so formal. Living under the protection of the Alliance, this is just what I should do."

"It's nothing..."

Everyone was speechless.

Lin Mo stretched.

"Then I'll go back to sleep first."

……

The Great Wilderness, three thousand kilometers north of the core city.

Zhangjia Base.

The round table in the center of the hall was laden with delicacies and fine wines, and more than thirty members of the Zhang family sat in high-backed chairs, toasting and exchanging drinks.

The atmosphere was like Chinese New Year.

"Cheers!"

A stout middle-aged man stood up, holding a wine glass, his face full of smugness.

"Cheers to the folly of the alliance!"

The room was filled with laughter.

Zhang Wei sat to the left of the main seat, twirling a wine glass in his hand, his expression a mixture of gloom and smugness.

My son is dead.

He hates!

I wish I could tear Lin Mo to pieces!

Fortunately, before they turned against us, they withdrew all the high-level secondary professionals, effectively locking down the alliance's lifeline!

Every bottle of medicine used up is one less available; every piece of equipment damaged is one less available!

Without supplies, those on the front lines won't last three days!

If the front lines collapse, the alliance will beg them to return, even if it means kneeling.

At that time, he will not only take Lin Mo's life, but also demand that the Alliance hand over Su Xiaoli.

"Third Brother."

Sitting opposite him, the fourth master of the Zhang family held a cup of tea, his smile deep.

When do you think the league will send someone to negotiate?

Zhang Wei swirled his wine glass.

"At most three days."

"I don't think it will last more than two days."

Fourth Master put down his teacup

"The shield guard armor at the second stronghold is only 30% intact, and the number of monsters on the front line is increasing every day."

"Without equipment replenishment, those soldiers are like meat buns thrown to a dog, gone forever."

"What should we do if they come begging to us then?"

A young man next to him rubbed his hands together smugly.

Zhang Wei sneered.

"Three conditions."

"First, hand over Lin Mo. I will deal with him personally."

"Secondly, the regulatory authority over all secondary professional industries within the alliance will be transferred to the Zhang family."

"Third, we should have the right to participate in Su Xiaoli's training program."

There was a moment of silence in the hall, then everyone burst into laughter!

In the corner, an elderly man with a goatee held a teacup, remaining silent.

He is one of the Zhang family's retainers, a peak fifth-level expert.

"Sixth Uncle, what do you think?"

Fourth Master looked at him.

The old man blew on the tea foam, his voice neither hurried nor slow.

"Add one more."

"Make the alliance withdraw its auditing authority over our industry."

"From now on, the Zhang family's accounts need not be shown to anyone."

Zhang Wei's eyes lit up.

"Okay! It's settled then!"

"This time, we must make the league bleed a lot!!"

The atmosphere in the hall reached its peak.

Everyone was laughing.

The Laughing Alliance is ungrateful.

He laughed at Shen Yuntang's self-righteousness.

They laughed at that poor boy named Lin Mo, who caused the Zhang family to lose an heir, but in the end, it only made the Zhang family stronger.

Nobody thought there was any problem.

Anyway, there are so many heirs, it doesn't matter if one is missing.

"Oh, right."

Fourth Master suddenly lowered his voice.

"Shall we cause some more trouble on the front lines?"

The hall fell silent instantly.

"We've been operating on the front lines for over a century, and we still have several routes for attracting animals."

"Let's make a lot of monster-attracting incense, so that when the time comes, the Alliance's shield bearers will be wearing those junk clothes to fight off the beast horde—"

He hadn't finished speaking.

Everyone exchanged knowing, cruel smiles.

……

Two days later.

The atmosphere at Zhang Family Fortress has changed.

There was no alcohol in the hall.

There are no dishes.

There were only a few communication crystal boards on the round table.

The Zhang family members were all seated, their faces ashen.

In the scene, Alliance warriors are slaying monsters.

To be precise—

It was a massacre.

A level 180 monster slapped it with its claw, and not even a white mark was left on the surface of the armor.

The longsword in the warrior's hand also gleamed with golden light.

A dark steel longsword of perfect quality.

With a single sword strike, the monster was cleaved in two.

The beast-hunting frenzy is just like the cabbage-hunting frenzy.

The Zhang family was dumbfounded.

When did monsters become so easy to deal with?

As expected of a prominent family with multiple professions, the Zhang family quickly recognized the radiant quality emanating from those warriors.

It wasn't just one person.

Everyone has that damn thing!

Is that correct?

Is this scientifically sound?

When did perfect quality equipment become so easy to obtain?

Zhang Wei's fingers left white marks on the table.

"Where's the beast tide?"

His voice was hoarse.

"What about the beast tide that Fourth Brother orchestrated?"

Fourth Master's face was even uglier than his.

"The beast tide has indeed arrived."

"and then?"

Fourth Master swallowed hard.

"After the shield guards at the second stronghold put on their new armor, they withstood the entire impact head-on."

"The assassination team launched a counterattack with their new weapons and cleared the area in forty minutes."

"According to reports from our intelligence contacts—"

He paused, his voice hoarse.

The commander of the second stronghold said: "This batch of equipment is so great for killing monsters! The warriors feel like there aren't enough monsters to kill!"

What on earth is this guy talking about?

After hearing this, the entire Zhang family was stunned.

The old man with the goatee put down his teacup, and the sound of the bottom of the cup hitting the table was particularly clear.

"Have you found out?"

His tone was no longer leisurely.

"Where did all this equipment and medicine come from?"

Zhang Wei's lips moved, and his face instantly darkened.

A name was squeezed out from between his teeth.

"Lin Mo".

"Only he could possibly have that ability."

"Only he has the ability to mass-produce equipment of perfect quality!"

The old man with the goatee twitched his brow.

"That hidden class?"

Zhang Wei suddenly crushed the communication crystal in his hand.

The shards pierced his palm, and blood trickled down between his fingers, but he was completely unaware.

"You mean, the potions and equipment are all of perfect quality."

"The quantity exceeds our total production capacity for half a month."

"And he did it all by himself."

No one in the hall could laugh out loud anymore.

At that moment, everyone's face looked as if they had been slapped in the face.

Fourth Master's lips were pale, and his voice was weak.

"Does that mean... the alliance won't be coming to negotiate?"

No one answered him.

The answer is already obvious.

The alliance doesn't need to negotiate.

Because the alliance no longer needs the Zhang family.

The goatee-bearded old man slowly stood up, looked at the silent tribesmen at the table, and suddenly spoke.

"Have you calculated it?"

"How many resources does our Zhang family need to keep operating each year?"

"How much of these resources are supported by the alliance's procurement orders?"

The temperature in the hall seemed to have dropped a few degrees.

Fear finally appeared in Zhang Wei's pupils.

He had calculated it.

The Zhang family's annual operating costs are extremely high.

Salaries for high-ranking secondary professionals, material procurement, mine maintenance, private army training...

Seventy percent of these expenses come from the alliance's long-term, high-priced procurement contracts.

Previously, by selling equipment to the Alliance, they could earn at least three times the profit.

Now they've turned against the league.

Let alone three times the price, they might not even want half a person.

Finished!

It's completely over!

Without the alliance's financial injection, the Zhang family would not be able to maintain their current lifestyle at all.

They might even soon find themselves in an extremely difficult situation!