Chapter 10: So What Is This Called? A Rich Person

Su Ming opened the door and stepped straight into the damp, cold air after the rain.

The sky was gray and hazy, like a filthy rag that hadn't been wrung dry.

On the street, there were already a few silhouettes of people.

Some hurriedly boarded the first bus, rushing to their dull jobs that hadn't changed despite the era's upheaval.

Others gathered in groups of three or five, standing around the newly painted altar at the neighborhood gate, whispering among themselves.

The orders of the old and new eras intertwined strangely.

Su Ming slipped his hands into his pockets, his expression unchanged.

His goal today was crystal clear—

Blood!

A large amount of blood!

As long as he could feed that myth-level Dragon Egg, its combat power would skyrocket, guaranteed!

Su Ming crossed an intersection.

In the middle of the road, a brand‑new Iron Anchor-shaped Altar stood silently.

【Altar Number】:

【Connection Marker】: Mi Shi Hai Yu

【Karma Overview】: A crew member of a ghost ship had lost his beloved pipe and was terribly upset.

Trash!

Su Ming didn't linger even half a second, immediately withdrawing his gaze.

His three chances could not be wasted on such a low‑level altar.

But…

These newly painted altars seemed a bit more concrete in form.

For example, the iron anchor before him linked to a sea region.

Perhaps in the future, a big shot could simply infer the direction of the offering just from the altar's shape.

Of course, it could also backfire and cause a huge mistake!

"My eyes are still sharp!"

As he kept walking, Su Ming stopped again.

"Hmm?"

His gaze fell on a half‑full trash can by the street.

A sanitation aunt was laboriously pulling out a black garbage bag that was packed to the brim.

The bag's opening wasn't tied tightly, and some debris spilled out.

Sanitary pad!

Su Ming stared at the fallen item, and an absurd thought involuntarily sprang to mind.

Blood!

Isn't there blood on this too?

But the next second.

Su Ming shook his head hard, discarding the ridiculous notion from his mind.

"I'm really… going crazy!"

What a joke!

Relying on that tiny bit of blood on it?

He feared that before the Dragon Egg was fed, he would be caught as a pervert first…

"Find a Slaughterhouse job?"

"But with so many people and eyes everywhere, how can I take the egg out to siphon…"

Su Ming sighed and kept moving forward.

Ahead was an old Vegetable Market.

Even the air was filled with a fishy smell.

"If it really doesn't work, I'll just have to buy some Pig Blood and Duck Blood first, to fill its stomach!"

It was at that moment.

"Ah—!"

A piercing scream suddenly rang out from the Vegetable Market!

Immediately after, a clamor erupted.

"Monster! There's a monster!"

"Someone's dead! Run!"

Chaos and panic erupted instantly like a plague!

Dozens of elderly men and women carrying baskets rolled and crawled out of the Vegetable Market.

Their faces were written with the terror of surviving a disaster!

Su Ming's steps halted, his body tensing instinctively as he prepared to retreat.

But the next second.

His pupils snapped shut!

Monster?

Black Light Incident!

A crazy thought instantly occupied his mind.

Monster…

Does that also mean…

A massive amount of… blood?

Thinking this, Su Ming moved against the crowd and actually edged a little toward the Vegetable Market.

"Kid! You're courting death! Still coming forward!"

The aunt nearby, terrified, yanked him.

But Su Ming was unmoved.

Life?

He wants it!

But the monster's blood… he also wants to see!

Su Ming squeezed to the entrance of the Vegetable Market, his body pressed against the wall, and peered inside!

The sight before him churned his stomach!

Several stalls were smashed to pieces.

Vegetables and fruits, mixed with dark‑red, viscous blood, smeared the ground.

In the center of the blood pool.

A humanoid monster in tattered monk robes, its whole body swollen and bluish, was bent over tearing a long‑dead corpse!

Bits of flesh dangled from the monster's mouth corner!

Not far behind it, an altar emitted an ominous black glow!

Su Ming forced back his fear, his eyes narrowing!

【Name】: Carnivore's Hate·Evil Monk

【Quality】: Calamity (Normal)

【Description】: A guard‑monk who was falsely accused of stealing Pig Head Meat and beaten to death; it despises all offerings related to pork!

Su Ming understood instantly!

"Damn it, which genius offered Pig Head Meat as a sacrifice?"

"Just charge straight into the barrel!"

Luck is truly against you!

In the distance, a faint siren could already be heard.

Su Ming didn't move forward; instead he stepped back a few paces.

First, he wasn't sure he could defeat it, and didn't want to waste his trump card on this creature.

Second, the crowd is chaotic!

Su Ming exited the Vegetable Market entrance and quickly blended into the growing crowd on the street.

These people were like him.

Both frightened and unable to curb their curiosity, they craned their necks to look inside.

"Squeak—!"

A harsh screeching brake sounded.

Several jet‑black off‑road vehicles blocked the entrance to the Vegetable Market.

The doors burst open.

Figures clad in black combat gear leapt down in succession.

Leading them was Jiangcheng Abnormal Affairs Management Bureau Group Leader Qin Feng!

His expression was stern; after a quick glance at the market's carnage, he issued orders!

"Seal the site! Firepower Squad, prepare!"

"Evacuate all onlookers! Quickly!"

The team moved as fast as wind; a yellow warning line was swiftly erected, isolating the entire area.

"Everyone back! All back!"

"It's dangerous inside! No spectators!"

Amid the cold commands, Su Ming blended into the driven‑away crowd and slowly retreated.

But he didn't leave.

His gaze fell on a woman beside Qin Feng.

He had just heard her words—

"Group Leader Qin, Energy Fluctuation is intense; be careful!"

Energy Fluctuation?

Is this woman a walking Humanoid Detector?!

"Hmm?"

Suddenly, Lin Wan beside Qin Feng seemed to sense something and stared straight at the crowd!

"Damn!"

Su Ming muttered under his breath, yet his face remained completely impassive.

Eyes met!