The Trade

Shaun was slightly startled; this was the first time he had seen Dwight lose composure. "Don't you have a discount?" he inquired.

"I get retail pricing when I buy from the merchants, but you're asking for wholesale. How can that be the same?" Shaun replied calmly and confidently, trying to persuade Dwight.

Dwight looked at him intently, as if viewing a fool. "Cough! What's with that look?!" Shaun internally acknowledged that his expectations were a bit too far-fetched. Even using the system's crafting feature, he would need hundreds of billions of Crystal cores. Trading tens of thousands of lord Crystal cores for hundreds of billions did indeed seem ludicrous.

"One million zombies!" 

"Five hundred thousand, fourth-tier swords and armors!"

"Eight hundred thousand! Fifth-tier equipment!"

"Five hundred thousand, fourth-tier swords and armors!"

"Six hundred thousand! Fifth-tier equipment!"