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Chen Miao glanced around, "Since we've already come, it wouldn't be right not to taste the desserts this city has to offer."

"Find a high-end dessert shop."

"Let's go and have a taste."

...

Fifteen minutes later.

They arrived at a shop following the navigation on the map. It was a standalone shop, about four stories high, with pastel pink walls. Every pedestrian on the street was in extreme panic, stocking up on a massive amount of supplies in preparation for the impending apocalypse.

But this shop was deserted.

No one came to buy, no one came to rob.

Perhaps it was because of the two fully armed high-level Supernaturals standing at the entrance, deterring the petty thieves by publicly displaying their levels.

One was level twenty-seven, the other twenty-six.

In the community of Supernaturals, they were considered quite high-level, not much different from little Supers, so naturally, no one dared to cause trouble.

Meanwhile, the shop owner was leisurely sitting outside in a rocking chair, casually fiddling with a fan in his hand, his eyelids slightly drooping as he basked in the sunlight, looking quite relaxed.

It was precisely eleven in the morning.

The sun was still warm. It wasn't easy to encounter such weather during the winter; basking in the sun felt incredibly comfortable. You couldn't experience this in The Land of Extreme Cold, which was often shrouded in thunderclouds all year round.

It was pure enjoyment.

The shop owner was an old man.

"Old sir,"

Chen Miao stood in front of the old man and looked toward the depths of the shop, raising an eyebrow, "The world is nearly ending, and yet you seem very leisurely?"

"Oh?"

The old man lying in the chair lazily lifted his eyelids and glanced at Chen Miao's group of over a dozen people, asking with a mocking smile, "Here to scavenge? Didn't you see the bodyguards I have here, or do you think you could take them on?"

"Not at all, I'm planning to purchase normally. Are you still open for business?"

"Of course, we're open. What price tier are you interested in?"

"What price tiers do you have?"

"Here."

Reclining in his rocking chair, the old man pointed behind him with his fan, "The first floor is for the general public with individual dessert prices below ten thousand credit points, starting at 1198, and there's nothing priced lower."

"The second floor is premium."

"Individual desserts priced between ten thousand to a million credit points."

"The third floor features treasures."

"Individual desserts priced from one million credit points to ten million credit points."

"..."

Hearing this, Hungry Monkey's lips twitched uncontrollably, "Old sir, you're selling a dessert for ten million credit points? Do you know how much a fighter's Job Transfer Book costs?"

"Can anyone even afford your desserts?"

"This seems like purely anchoring effect pricing, right? With those prices on display, you've never had anyone actually buy them, have you?"

"Heh heh."

The old man wasn't angered, just chuckled while waving his fan back and forth, making one wonder what was the point of using a fan in the dead of winter, but he seemed to be in a good mood.

Chen Miao interrupted Hungry Monkey and continued, "Isn't there a fourth floor? What's on the fourth floor?"

"The fourth floor, ah, that's where the exceptional items are."

"Each dessert is one of a kind in the world, priced between ten million to a hundred million credit points, and money alone isn't enough to make a purchase. One must have a certain level of achievement to be eligible to buy."

"What counts as purchase eligibility?"

"Reputation."

"In that case, old sir, do you think I am famous enough?"

"Oh?"

Upon hearing this, the old gentleman paused for a moment before he opened his eyes fully, inspected Chen Miao thoroughly, and after pondering for a short while, he tentatively asked, "Might you be Chen Miao, the savior of Zhenba City?"

"That's me."

Chen Miao answered with a smile, "Not many people know about it; I thought you might remember me as the one who wiped out the Wang Family in Jingjiu City."

"Of course, I know about that."

The elder rose from his chair, his expression turning serious, "The federation didn't publicize it much. Most people only know that the crisis in Zhenba City was averted, but few know how it was resolved."

"I happen to be aware because I was quite concerned about the situation in Zhenba City at the time."

"Zhenba City is my hometown."

"Even though I haven't returned for a long time, my affection for Zhenba City runs deep. I wouldn't want to see it just disappear."

"Since it's Chen Miao, naturally you're eligible. Please."

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"Hehe."

Standing behind Chen Miao, Hungry Monkey said with a sneering smile that didn't reach his eyes, "If this old guy really plans to sell a dessert to Miao at a price of tens of millions of credit points, do you believe I'd smash his shop on the spot?"

"I believe."

Yuan Buping nodded seriously.

...

"We've reached the fourth floor now."

The old man led Chen Miao and his group to the fourth floor, which was obviously well-decorated. There were only three display stands, each sporting a dessert with its price tagged.

The first dessert was butterfly-shaped with a primary flavor of strawberry.

The price was 11.98 million.

The second dessert was shaped like a horn, flavored with mango.

The price was 49.98 million.

The third dessert was in the shape of a dagger, with a flavor of green grape.

The price was 99.98 million.

"Please!"

The old man, wearing a pair of white medical gloves, began to introduce them with a devout expression, "These three desserts can be said to be unique in the world. They have all been made by my own hands. While the first two desserts might be made by others."

"The third dessert, in the whole world, only I can make it."

"The 'Dessert Master' as a lifestyle occupation is quite special, with a total of 60 levels, the highest being level 60. As the level increases, the desserts made are tastier, and high-level Dessert Masters are extremely hard to come by in Zhiwa City."

"Moreover, the desserts made by Dessert Masters in Zhiwa City can also grant random buff effects, and here, a Dessert Master's abilities are maximized."

"At level twenty, a 'Dessert Master' can be promoted to 'Dessert Professor.'

"And the first dessert created after the promotion to 'Dessert Professor' will bring a buff effect that exists forever."

"This first dessert priced at 11.98 million was made when I was promoted to 'Dessert Professor.'

"And this second dessert priced at 49.98 million was made when I was promoted to 'Emperor of Desserts.'

"This third dessert priced at 99.98 million was made when I was promoted to 'Saint of Desserts.'

"Only by leveling a 'Dessert Master' to level 60, and completing an extremely difficult task, can one have the chance to be promoted to 'Saint of Desserts.' To point, I am the only person in the federation who has reached level 60 and been promoted to 'Saint of Desserts.'

The old man's face was sincere and extremely serious, his words carried a hint of immense pride: "I am the only 'Saint of Desserts' in the federation, and the taste of my desserts is unmatched in the world."

"Especially this last dessert, which I have named 'World-Ending Dagger.' It was created when I was promoted to 'Saint of Desserts'; it is also the last dessert I've made, my final masterpiece."

"Many have come to purchase it, but I have sold to no one. I won't sell to those who are unknown; they can't bring out the full effect of my desserts, it would be a waste to give it to them."

"Are you sure?"

Hungry Monkey asked with a skeptical look, "Are you sure there are many people who want to buy this dessert with a price tag of nearly a hundred million? Do you know how much a hundred million credit points can buy?"

The old man looked at Hungry Monkey and replied calmly, "You must understand something, this dessert almost represents the highest skill and tastiest flavor in today's world, and perhaps the strength of the buff, is determined by your subjective judgment of this dessert."

"Many people are ready to buy this dessert for their children who rarely eat sweets."

"It's highly likely to give their children a very powerful and permanent buff."

"Would you still think a hundred million credit points expensive then?"

"Many people from Jingjiu City have come to buy, but I haven't sold any. These three desserts on this floor are the concentration of my life's work, I will not sell them to the unknown. To buy these three desserts, you at least have to win my approval first."

"Without my approval, I wouldn't sell to them."

Although Hungry Monkey still wanted to instinctively argue after hearing this, he opened and closed his mouth several times without speaking. If it were really as the old man said, there indeed wouldn't be a shortage of buyers.

A hundred million credit points is a lot for the average person, an astronomical figure.

But for those supernatural families, it's not too high a price, even if the old man was willing to sell, someone would pay ten times more.

Although the buff might not add much to combat power, it's an extra bonus.

Items that give an extra bonus tend to be highly priced.

In other words, this thing is unique; given two children from major families, if one consumed this dessert, they would undeniably be stronger in combat power at the same level and time point as the child who did not consume it.

"Hmm."

Chen Miao nodded, his eyes on the third dessert called 'World-Ending Dagger,' "Then do I qualify to purchase this dessert?"

"Naturally, you do."

"Pay up, Hungry Monkey."

"Oh."

Hungry Monkey obediently nodded, looking at the payment code on the old man's wristwatch, and couldn't help muttering softly, "The end of the world is almost upon us, and you old man still care about taking money?"

"What's that you say? Since the end of the world is almost here, why are you still fretting over this bit of money?"

The old man looked at Hungry Monkey and also couldn't help but laugh, "I find you quite amusing, young fellow. You're different from those big family folks, born in poverty. They come here splurging, not treating money like money at all."

"I see a bit of my younger self in you."

As they spoke, 99.98 million credit points had been transferred. Chen Miao didn't lack this hundred million at the moment, nor did he worry about the old man tricking him, after all... he had the ability to conduct the transaction peacefully while seated, as well as the power to flip the table if he stood up.

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