Apocalypse Gachapon Chapter 2343.5- Emptying pockets

Inside were not actual items, but models.

"I've had some new ideas while crafting equipment—like this... mechanical war tool."

The name was unfamiliar to everyone. They looked to Ye Zhongming for explanation.

"Simply put, it's a combination of a mechanical war beast and a vehicle."

Ye Zhongming stood up.

"I'll be upfront—I not only have the technology to craft Red Condensation-grade equipment, but also the corresponding mechanical war beast manufacturing technology."

A stir ran through the crowd.

Motioning for quiet, Ye Zhongming continued, "Vehicles are just vehicles—they have special functions, but they can be replaced. Other specialized machinery is often more efficient."

"The reason I'm making these vehicles is that I can't yet reveal my ability to manufacture mechanical war beasts."

Ye Zhongming sighed slightly. "Though at full power I can stand against great experts—and on the planet hunting ground I personally smashed a peak expert's skull—my true strength and the forces I command are not yet enough to stand against our enemies."

"Forget supermajor races—any major race could destroy me and everything I have."

He was exaggerating slightly, but it was essentially true.

The small races nodded—they knew that despite the thrill of the planet hunting ground, without the Su Clan and She Ke Star people shielding them now, they'd be in dire straits.

"What we need now is to keep our heads down, develop, and grow strong." Ye Zhongming looked at them. "But in the process, we must avoid drawing the attention of major races."

"Some equipment on us is fine—everyone knows we're rich now, buying some gear is normal. Raini-grade is few; those who got it won't wear it daily. Red Condensation-grade and Ke Steel-grade are plentiful among the myriad races—affordable if you have money."

"Even if seen, no one would suspect much." Ye Zhongming's tone shifted. "But mechanical war beasts are different."

"Word is even the Taros Red Dwarves don't have many, and even fewer circulate. Most are premium—like my Mountain Fury, a Raini-grade war beast."

He picked up a model. "If Dark Strip City suddenly has many mechanical war beasts, it'll draw the dwarves' attention. You know their temperament—if they find out I can make these, they won't care about other races. They'll come to kill me, maybe raze Dark Strip City."

"After all, they're the race with the most Lie God-grade equipment in the entire myriad races—they can even put one up for sale."

"Back to us—too many war beasts would be a problem, but I want you to have them to grow stronger. What to do?"

"So I came up with this." Ye Zhongming held the model, manipulating it so it shifted between a war beast and a machine.

"You see? I use this to disguise the fact that it's a mechanical war beast. Even if seen, no one would suspect. Normally, it can serve as a vehicle or tool, contributing to your race's development."

With light laughter, Ye Zhongming released a real mechanical war tool from his spatial storage—a small one—and demonstrated.

This mechanical war tool was small, beast-shaped. With some external structural combinations, its true form was completely hidden—it became a rideable vehicle with hauling functions.

Everyone now fully understood Ye Zhongming's idea.

In truth, he'd created this after thinking of Transformers.

Mechanical war beasts were rare, hence expensive, hence profitable. In battle, they were like an extra helper—a beloved combat aid.

But he was also right—too many war beasts couldn't be exposed. To profit from this, he needed a safe, reliable method.

Thus the mechanical war tool was born.

The concept wasn't revolutionary, but it was practical.

"These are hard to make. Here's my plan." Ye Zhongming shared his idea. "Each race gets a quota. Initially: twenty Ke Steel-grade mechanical war tools per race, five Raini-grade per race. Prices: Ke Steel-grade three hundred thousand, Raini-grade one million."

Seeing their indifference to the price—as expected—he added, "Though divided this way, I need time to produce this quantity, so delivery will be in five batches. The first batch now: four Ke Steel-grade and one Raini-grade, total two million two hundred thousand."

"Of course, this is voluntary. If you don't need them, you can transfer your quota."

He stopped speaking, giving them time to consider.

Were these expensive? Not really—but not cheap either.

Mechanical war beasts were a seller's market; prices depended entirely on the seller. The same Red Condensation-grade warrior might sell for five hundred thousand or two million—no standard.

But Ye Zhongming's were premium-grade. After learning their capabilities, everyone knew the price was fair. But another two million-plus at once would be tough.

After all, the equipment and potions had already drained their wallets.

But to pass? They were reluctant. These mechanical war tools looked like helpers with Furelai over ten thousand—equipping them would boost combat power significantly.

Future conflicts with other races were inevitable. The stronger they were, the more likely to survive.

Besides, Ye Zhongming said real estate could be traded. That eased the pressure—those idle houses and shops could be exchanged for things beneficial to the race!

So these mechanical war tools, which Ye Zhongming had expected to sell slowly, sold out in no time!