Chapter 21: A Bountiful Harvest!

Lei Wei questioned Han Xing in the chat channel.

Just then, another person named "Five-Day Thunder" chimed in: "There’s also us from the Thunder Group. Our trade requests were rejected by you. What are you trying to do? Don't you want to do business anymore?"

Facing their interrogation, Han Xing chuckled lightly: "I'm not trying to do anything. I just don't want to trade with people from your Thunder Group."

The other survivors keenly sensed the unusual implication in Han Xing’s words. It seemed this legendary player was at odds with the Thunder Group. Suddenly, they remembered: the person the Thunder Group had been screaming about boycotting in the chat channel yesterday was none other than Galaxy!

"It's over... These idiots offended a legend, and now he’s refusing to trade with them entirely." Many people silently mourned for the members of the Thunder Group for a few seconds.

By now, Lei Wei realized that Han Xing was holding a grudge from yesterday. He suppressed his anger and said in a low voice: "Kid, there's no need to be so petty, is there?"

"Even if we had a falling out before, that was just me. There's no need to drag the rest of the Thunder Group into this, right?"

However, Han Xing replied with a smile: "Is that so? I remember yesterday, a whole group of you from the Thunder Group jumped out, clamoring to boycott me and refuse to trade supplies with me."

"Well, congratulations. You succeeded."

Lei Wei froze for a moment, then his tone turned gloomy: "Galaxy, don't take things too far. If you don't sell us water, the lives of dozens of people in the Thunder Group will be on your hands!"

The atmosphere in the chat channel became extremely strange. Lei Wei had directly invoked the lives of dozens of people, attempting to force Han Xing to sell water.

Han Xing, however, sneered: "Lei Wei, I said it before—don't try that routine on me. Do you think moral blackmail works on me?"

"You are their leader, so you must be responsible for your subordinates. Since you made the decision, you must bear all the consequences that follow. If you can't bear them, it only proves your own incompetence."

With that, Han Xing, unwilling to waste any more breath on Lei Wei, exited the chat channel.

He left behind a livid Lei Wei, who was trembling with rage as he stared at the chat screen. The other members of the Thunder Group turned pale as sheets.

...

Meanwhile, in Han Xing’s sky island territory, he squeezed his way out from among a pile of materials.

Lei Wei’s rhetoric had no effect on him. Although Lei Wei had deliberately painted the situation as dire, Han Xing knew that while water resources in Channel 107 were scarce, there were definitely some people who still had reserves. The Thunder Group could easily trade with them, provided they were willing to pay a higher price; it was just a matter of whether Lei Wei was willing to bear the cost.

Shaking his head, Han Xing stopped thinking about that group.

He looked at his territory, which had nearly doubled in size, and grinned, revealing a row of white teeth. Previously, his territory had been 32 cubic meters. After merging with the dark elves' sky island, it had expanded to 64 cubic meters.

An 8-meter by 8-meter platform floated high in the sky. Although the space was large, the massive amount of materials still made the platform feel crowded and cluttered. Han Xing finally managed to step out of the pile of materials and found two empty spots along the edge.

He checked the crafting requirements for a storage chest in his blueprints tab.

[Storage Chest Blueprint (Green)]
[Crafting Materials: Spirit Core *50, Refined Iron *100, Mithril *10, Rare Earth *100.]
[Success Rate: 10% (Affected by the God-tier Craftsman talent, success rate is now 100%)]

"Hmm? It actually requires mithril." Han Xing pondered, "Sources for mithril are rare. Aside from a small chance of finding some in bronze chests, you can only find it by luck if you happen upon a mithril vein."

"I wonder if anyone in Channel 107 has any."

Han Xing was uncertain, but when he went back to the chat channel and announced his intention to buy mithril, he received many responses. In the end, he successfully traded 2,000 milliliters of spirit spring water for 21 pieces of mithril.

Indeed, there is strength in numbers. No matter how low the drop rate, there were always a few lucky souls who managed to obtain these materials.

With the materials gathered, Han Xing clicked to craft. A dazzling green light flashed, and a corner of the material pile vanished. A progress bar appeared, indicating 180 seconds. Because it was a tool, it took a bit longer to craft.

After waiting for six minutes, the system notification chimed.

[Successfully crafted Storage Chest (Green) *2]
[Storage Chest (Green), Quality: Excellent, Storage Space: 350, Effect: Expansion (Adds 50 extra storage slots)]
[Storage Chest (Green), Quality: Rare, Storage Space: 400, Effect: Intermediate Expansion (Adds 100 extra storage slots)]

Two chests—one excellent, one rare—plus the bonus effects, added a total of 750 storage slots! The God-tier Craftsman talent had once again proven its immense power.

"Great, now the space is more than enough!"

As he spoke, *clang!* With a hollow sound, two refined iron storage chests, each about two meters long and one meter wide, appeared before him. Because the chests were made entirely of refined iron, they had a black finish, accented with white patterns formed by veins of mithril.

Han Xing stuffed the mountainous piles of materials into the chests. Moments later, his territory felt spacious once again.

He clapped his hands and reopened the consignment channel, beginning to sell his spirit spring water.

Channel 107 was shaken once more. Many people began scrambling to trade supplies with Han Xing. Within just a few seconds, hundreds of trade requests flooded in. The frenzy was even more intense than the first time!

Han Xing’s fingers grew tired from clicking the trade button, but he was having a great time.

[Trade successful, you received a Complete Set of Furniture Blueprints, you lost 500ml of Spirit Spring Water.]
[Trade successful, you received a Leather Ankle Boot Blueprint (Green), you lost 300ml of Spirit Spring Water.]
[Trade successful, you received a Warrior’s Pendant Blueprint (Green), you lost 500ml of Spirit Spring Water.]
...

Since Han Xing had changed his trading conditions—removing various pieces of equipment and instead accepting blueprints—he simply ignored any duplicates.

This trading frenzy lasted for nearly two hours. Han Xing felt as though his hand was about to cramp. When the final trade was completed, he slumped to the ground as if he had just fought a major battle.

However, despite his exhaustion, his face was filled with excitement. After all, who wouldn't be thrilled to see over a dozen skill books and dozens of weapon and equipment blueprints lying quietly in their inventory?

Moreover, aside from those items, four storage chests now occupied eight square meters at the edge of his territory. Having run out of space due to the sheer volume of materials, Han Xing had crafted two more.

Now, with four storage chests providing nearly three thousand slots of space, they were packed to the brim with all kinds of materials!