7: Dual Blade Mastery

"All five hundred portions? Mr., are you, are you really not joking with me?" General Manager Wang Zhicun asked in disbelief.

The server beside him was equally startled by this number.

She did a quick calculation, adding up all the main courses, snacks, drinks, and other items on the menu, which came to about one hundred and three different things.

The average price was around one thousand five hundred, and with some particularly expensive alcoholic beverages, the value of one menu's worth was roughly two hundred and fifty thousand.

Five hundred portions added together, the total value was one hundred and twenty-five million!

'A party actually costs one hundred and twenty-five million? Just who is this person?'

The server's eyes were fixed on Chen Ming, filled with immense curiosity.

Having worked at the hotel for over a year, she had seen many wealthy young masters and prestigious families, but Chen Ming's face was exceptionally unfamiliar.

General Manager Wang Zhicun also knew the value of this deal, which is why he was acting so dramatically.

"What's your public account number?" Chen Ming took out his phone, opened the banking app, and asked.

"662..." General Manager Wang Zhicun honestly read out the card number.

Chen Ming entered ten million and confirmed the transfer.

This money was given by 【Ten Thousand Realms Fishing】, and spending it was very smooth; there was no need to worry about permission issues at all.

Everything was silently rationalized by the Ten Thousand Realms Fishing software.

It absolutely refused to cause trouble or inconvenience for the host.

Buzz buzz buzz!

Soon, General Manager Wang Zhicun received a message in the company's internal group chat: ten million credited to the account.

"Mr. Chen, our Xinghai Hotel accepts this business! Please be sure to choose us! We guarantee we won't disappoint you!"

"Regarding the price, we will also give you a very favorable figure!" With his hands at the seams of his pants, General Manager Wang Zhicun bowed deeply, pleading with Chen Ming to definitely choose Xinghai Hotel.

"No problem. After it's ready, send everything to Fushan Residence Dushan Villa. I'll settle the remaining payment then," Chen Ming said as he stood up.

"Fushan Residence Dushan Villa? Okay! I understand!" General Manager Wang Zhicun nodded heavily.

"Mr. Chen, take care. We will prepare the meals as quickly as possible and deliver them to your residence."

General Manager Wang Zhicun escorted Chen Ming all the way out the main entrance. The staff had never seen him treat someone with such enthusiasm.

"General Manager, do you think he might have become a billionaire by relying on Ten Thousand Realms Fishing?" the server asked curiously.

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask! Even if he is, so what? He has this luck," General Manager Wang Zhicun reminded her with cold eyes.

"Sorry, I spoke out of turn," the server quickly bowed and apologized.

...

After leaving Xinghai Hotel, Chen Ming went to a large shopping mall nearby.

He spent money buying some well-fitting clothes, getting a full set for spring, summer, autumn, and winter.

Then there were snacks, stocking up tens of thousands of yuan worth.

Because of this, the mall manager specifically approached Chen Ming and offered home delivery service.

Later, he coincidentally found a high-power generator, bought it on impulse, thinking there might be a time he could use it.

After all that spending, it barely reached a million.

For the first time, Chen Ming felt annoyed that despite his efforts, he had spent too little money.

Stopping in his tracks, a bold idea suddenly emerged in Chen Ming's mind.

"Mr. Chen, is there a problem?" The manager honestly followed closely beside Chen Ming, and seeing him stop, he quickly asked with concern.

Such a big customer must be served well.

"Have someone calculate how much it would cost to package up all the snacks, fruits and vegetables, as well as basic daily necessities like body wash and toothpaste?"

"Huh?" Hearing this, the manager momentarily thought Chen Ming was joking with him.

"Actually, I'm very interested in apocalypse survival and want to build a doomsday bunker to fulfill my dream." Coming up with reasons like this was easy for Chen Ming.

"Oh, I see. I'll have someone calculate it right away! I'll get back to you as soon as possible."

After speaking, the manager immediately took out his phone and had a technician perform the operation on a computer.

In a place like a shopping mall, even a single chopstick would have detailed data recorded.

A few minutes later, the manager got the answer and returned to Chen Ming, informing him, "Mr. Chen, I had someone calculate it. If you want to take all those things, it would cost approximately three million."

"Okay, I'll take it! Package everything up." Chen Ming had the manager tell him the mall's public account and transferred the money.

After confirming the arrival of the funds, the manager bowed ninety degrees and said, "Thank you, Chen Zong. Please rest assured, I will have someone pack everything quickly and send it to your residence."

"I'll leave it to you." Chen Ming patted his shoulder and walked straight away.

The matter was settled; there was no reason to waste time staying here.

With this time, it would be better to go home, fish, and earn rewards.

On the way back, Chen Ming also stopped by a pharmacy and bought some medicines that might be useful in the future, such as cold medicine, anti-inflammatory drugs, and medicated plasters.

After all, something like fishing probability couldn't be controlled, even though Chen Ming had two SSS-grade Skills.

He couldn't be 100% certain that when he needed cold medicine, he would definitely fish it out.

If the illness worsened, it would be a net loss.

In short, as the saying goes, it's better to be prepared than sorry.

Chen Ming also considered the issue of water and first ordered a thousand barrels of purified water from a purified water company.

"Now everything is ready." Chen Ming set off towards Fushan Residence Dushan Villa with peace of mind.

As for that East Wind? If it could not come, it would certainly be better if it didn't.

By the time he got home, it was already eight in the evening.

Chen Ming hadn't even sat down properly when he heard rumbling sounds from outside the house.

The purified water company's trucks and the mall's delivery trucks, forming a long line, drove up the mountain, making quite a commotion.

"Just leave them at the entrance. That way it's convenient for you, and I'll have others handle things later," Chen Ming said to the delivery personnel.

"Alright." They agreed readily, as it saved them a lot of effort.

About ten minutes later, all the goods were unloaded, filling the visible area.

Watching the convoy drive down the mountain, move away, and disappear from sight.

Chen Ming waved his hand, and like a black hole, stored all the items into his storage space.

The entire process took only a few seconds.

Because he was on the mountaintop, Chen Ming had no need to worry about being discovered having the ability of unlimited storage space.

As for Xinghai Hotel, the time Chen Ming and General Manager Wang Zhicun agreed upon was tomorrow.

Cooking isn't that simple, let alone such a large quantity, which requires more time.

Just purchasing the ingredients would take some effort.

Chen Ming wasn't in such a hurry; it wasn't like the apocalypse was coming tomorrow.

He certainly didn't want to force himself into becoming a paranoid lunatic due to excessive tension.

Let nature take its course, proceed steadily and surely.

Compared to others, Chen Ming believed he had completely sufficient survival chips; this was not blind confidence.

Chen Ming even specifically searched foreign websites for keywords like SSS, SS, S, A, B... to see if anyone else had fished out skills.

Currently, whether domestically or abroad, there were no related entries or news reports.

Either there really weren't any, or they were promptly blocked by the state as strategic information.

Fishing out a skill was equivalent to becoming an ability user.

If an army primarily composed of ability users could be trained, they would undoubtedly sweep through thousands on the battlefield! Unstoppable!

As someone with two SSS-grade Skills, Chen Ming firmly believed that no country would ignore ability users and do nothing.

He ended the browser process and then opened Ten Thousand Realms Fishing.

Chen Ming wasn't sleepy yet, so he watched the news report on Yang Shi One while fishing.

The report focused on several major academies of science jointly attempting to crack the Ten Thousand Realms Fishing software, interviewing those scientists.

What they said was too official; it sounded reasonable at first listen, but upon closer inspection, it was all fluff, truly without any valuable information.

To summarize in one sentence, they were unable to crack the Ten Thousand Realms Fishing software using modern computer technology.

He just listened for the sound, to relieve boredom.

The villa was quite large, and being on the mountaintop without any sound, it was excessively desolate.

[Currently Fishing...]

[Fishing Successful! Congratulations to the host for obtaining Huazi +1!]

[Fishing Successful! Congratulations to the host for obtaining A-grade skill: Double Blade Style Mastery!]

"Good! Very good!" Although it was only an A-grade skill, it was the lowest level skill Chen Ming had fished out so far.

But the three words "Double Blade Style" still gave Chen Ming a great surprise.

Recalling the dagger and tang blade he had fished out before, he took them out and practiced a bit.

So fast that afterimages appeared.

It was similar to when he gained Complete Firearms Mastery; every move and style was not only imprinted in his mind but also etched into his muscle memory.

"It's a pity. It would be great if I had two tang blades."

"With one long and one short, the skill's true effect can't be fully displayed."

After practicing for a while, Chen Ming put the two blades back into his storage space.

Lying back on the sofa, he resolved to transform into a ruthless fishing machine.