The next day, after his daily training, Nash arrived at the Dark Willow Shelter.
"Is everyone here?" he asked.
"Everyone’s here, boss!" a team member replied.
"Then let’s move. We still had to visit the Willow Primeval Forest later."
Leading the team, Nash headed to the teleportation station to go to the Iron Fall Shelter.
"Whoa, is this the Iron Fall Shelter?"
"It’s as prosperous as they say,".
"I can’t believe you’d find a place in the Dark Plane!"
"Yeah, if I didn’t know better, I’d think we were in the Virtual World."
As they marveled at the surroundings, the group quickly drew attention.
"Tch, a bunch of bumpkins,"
"What are these void warriors doing here? Is there an event or something?"
"What a waste of teleportation fee. Void warriors should know their place!"
Hearing such a naked mockery, the group shot a piercing glare at the crowd.
"What did you say? What’s it to you that we’re here? Did we still your wife? Did we kill your father?"
Seeing the crowd consisted only of void commanders, they felt no fear.
After scouring the entire Willow Jungle and facing countless 5-star dark beasts, their minds were tempered to the extreme.
Leisurely picking herbs while dark beasts came in droves had honed their courage.
Furthermore, knowing they couldn’t be harmed in a shelter, their confidence soared.
"Come on, speak! Is this your place?"
"Are you all mute, and can only chatter behind our backs?"
"If you’ve got guts, punch me here!"
Seeing such craziness, the crowd staggered back, fearing they might accidentally light up the fire.
"What a bunch of arrogant void warriors..."
"Lunatics! If you want a fight, take it to the arena."
"Hah, ignore them. We might get fined for causing trouble."
Not wanting to stir up more chaos, the crowd quickly dispersed.
Although it’s rare to see so many void warriors in one place, it wasn’t unheard of.
Many squads, thinking they had made a lot of money, visited the main shelters to sightsee and broaden their horizons.
Meanwhile, as the crowd dispersed, Nash’s team felt like they’d punched a cotton ball.
They thought these void commanders had some backbone, but they scattered like chickens at the slightest noise.
"You guys..." Nash muttered, speechless.
Seeing them shout like a bunch of ruffians, he couldn’t believe their nerve. What had these guys eaten to provoke such a large group of void commanders?
Fortunately, they were in a main shelter. Otherwise, if this happened in other shelters, the Void Commanders would have long prepared to ambush them outside the gates.
"Let’s head to the Star Tower and buy some gear," Nash said.
Not wanting to cause another scene, he quickly dragged the team to the Star Tower.
"Welcome, Sir Noir. It’s been a while," the receptionist greeted in familiarity.
"I’m here to buy equipment for my team. Can I use my discount for them?"
"Of course, that’s within shop policy," the receptionist replied with a smile.
Unlike the Stanley family’s 90% discount, which would cut into profits, an ordinary VIP discount still earned the shop a margin.
"You heard her! Buy everything you need—I’ve got a 30% discount here!" Nash announced.
"Yeah! Thanks to the almighty boss!"
"Haha, I didn’t expect a discount!"
"Thirty percent? Looks like we can grab more gear!"
Watching them shout in celebration, Nash just shook his head.
"I’ll leave my VIP card here. I’ve got something else to do."
Since he was in the Iron Fall Shelter, he couldn’t miss the chance to boost his saturation rate.
Although he hadn’t fully deduced the God Body Astral Art, he’d already created up to 500% saturation level.
As for weapons, he already bought everything he needed, including high-quality weapons, armor, potions, and various auxiliary and consumable items.
"It’s all good, boss. Do what you need. We’ll wait here when we’re done shopping,"
"Got it. I won’t be long..."
Heading to the familiar training hall, Nash began his journey to increase his saturation rate.
A few hours later, after spending nearly all his merits, a change appeared on his panel.
Rank: Void Warrior (360%+)
"Back to hundreds of thousands of merits again," Nash muttered.
Seeing his saturation rate rise by another chunk, Nash couldn’t help but feel happy; unfortunately, his joy was quickly tempered by the sight of his dwindling merits.
Regardless, merits were earned to be spent on his strength.
Standing up, he headed to the Star Tower to meet his teammates.
"Haha, the boss is here! Come on, check out this new gear—does it suit us?"
"Looking good. You actually resemble warriors now."
Clad in high-quality armor and weapons, they had transformed from looking like thugs to resembling high-class warriors.
If not for their rowdy attitude, one might mistake them for an elite squad or army.
"Haha, looks like the merits we spent weren’t for nothing!"
Hearing Nash’s praise, they felt the hundreds of thousands of merits they’d spent were worth it.
"Have you bought everything you need?" Nash asked.
"Yes, boss, everything’s here!"
Not only had they bought armor, weapons, and consumable items like potions, but also storage equipment.
Although they’d only purchased a few pieces of the cheapest storage bracelets with a 3x3 capacity, it was enough to boost their efficiency.
Heading to the Willow Primeval Forest, they couldn’t have too much storage equipment.
After fighting a horde of dark beasts, not having enough space to carry their harvest would be a travesty.
"Since you’ve prepared everything, it’s time to head to the Willow Primeval Forest."
Having spent only a few hours in the Iron Fall Shelter, they still had over ten hours to test the dangers of a five-star, medium-scale danger zone.
"Let’s go, boss! Let’s see if these dark beasts are tough—or our fists are tougher!"
"Haha, just in time to test our new equipment. Without dark beast blood to baptize it, it might as well be junk!"
"Tsk, tsk, I wonder how many merits we’ll earn in the Willow Primeval Forest..."
"Could we break a million merits?"
"Forget the doubt! We’ll definitely earn over a million merits."
"Maybe even ten million!"
"Haha, keep dreaming. Let’s go—don’t keep the boss waiting."