Bringing the Supermarket to the Apocalypse

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Seeing the familiar name of Shenwu Auction House, Lin Feng hesitated for a moment before entering.

The decoration of the Shenwu Auction House in Tianlong Base was almost identical to that of the Nanshan base, with antique furnishings and wooden shelves displaying consignment items, along with a large bar in the center.

In the hall, a young man in a blue jacket, with a short haircut, was diligently mopping the floor. "Are you looking to buy or sell something?" he asked as Lin Feng entered.

Lin Feng, dressed in a faded black sportswear since he hadn't had time to change after returning from Tianheng Mountain, realized he looked rather shabby. "Is the owner here? I need to speak with him," he asked, noting the boy's less-than-friendly tone.

The young man, unimpressed by Lin Feng's appearance, replied sharply, "Our boss doesn't entertain just anyone. You better have a good reason. If not, please leave, I've got work to do."

Feeling slightly embarrassed by his attire, Lin Feng chuckled to himself. "Well, appearances can be deceiving," he thought, recognizing the need for a wardrobe update.

The young man, who had been grumpy since morning, now felt even more irritable after Lin Feng's inquiry. "What? Who do you think you are? Our boss isn't someone you can just meet. Look at yourself! If you've got nothing important, get out. I've got floors to mop."

The young man, feeling even more disgruntled after being woken up early, snapped at Lin Feng upon hearing his request.

In the boy's eyes, Shenwu Auction House was a prestigious establishment, one of the most respected in the entire Shenhua country. Even in the Tianlong base, it held a significant status. The owner of such an establishment wouldn't see just anyone.

In terms of influence, even the top leaders of the Tianlong base wouldn't dare to disrespect the owner of Shenwu Auction House. The establishment held considerable wealth and resources, crucial assets in these post-apocalyptic times.

"Do you think you're entitled to see our boss?" Lin Feng asked, pulling out the gold medal given to him by the Tang Palace at the Shenwu Auction House in Nanshan base.

Lin Feng had come here because he realized he didn't have enough white crystals. Although he had earned 200,000 white crystals by selling two diamond rings at the Shenwu Auction House in Nanshan base, the money had quickly dwindled. Between Ling Tian's treatment and exchanging 100,000 white crystals for intermediate bloodline genes, Lin Feng's remaining white crystal balance was now less than 50,000.

Lin Feng understood that living in this new world required more money than he had initially anticipated. The population was significantly larger than in his previous life, resulting in a vast number of zombies and, consequently, a high production of white crystals. Hence, 50,000 white crystals weren't sufficient to sustain him.

Seeing the gold medal, the young man's eyes widened in astonishment. "A Gold Member Medal!" he exclaimed.

Gold Member Medals were rare, with only a few thousand in circulation across the entire Shenhua country. Despite this, there were nearly one hundred bases in each of the 100 cities in Shenhua country. Hence, only a handful of people in each base could boast such a medal.

Even a first-class silver medal, a tier lower than the gold, was a rare sight in Tianlong base. According to the young man, only the two vice-deputies of Tianlong base held such medals, and even some high-ranking officials only possessed silver medals, despite being level 7 practitioners.

Seeing Lin Feng, dressed in shabby clothes, produce a Gold Member Medal was beyond the young man's wildest dreams. However, since the medal was genuine, there was no doubting its authenticity.