Apocalypse Descends: I Win Effortlessly by Turning Trash into Treasure

On the nineteenth day of the game, the torrential rain continued, and the wind was gradually picking up.

However, the people on Noah’s Ark paid it no mind. Even with the gale and downpour raging outside, they felt nothing inside the protective shield—not even a tremor.

All the rain and the typhoon winds were held back by the protective shield.

”This is seriously the easiest round of the game I’ve ever experienced.”

Annie Sawyer remarked, glancing at the raging storm outside as she hunted Deep Sea Cannibals in the ocean.

Next to her was the temporary team she had formed.

Upon hearing her words, they couldn’t help but nod in agreement.

Not only was it the easiest game they’d ever played, but they could also get cards with ease.

Although the vessel cost ten cards per hour, with a few of them cooperating, they could hunt over a dozen Deep Sea Cannibals in that time.

The cards dropped by these Deep Sea Cannibals were enough to cover the vessel’s fee, with some left over.

In just two short days, they had already accumulated a considerable number of cards.

Some of the players chose to save these cards, planning to get them custom-made at The Card Tavern after returning to the real world, giving themselves a better starting point.

Most of these people were players who had not yet fused with a card.

As the saying goes, fortune favors the bold. Though these people didn’t have any cards, they had learned from the Survival Game Administration beforehand that the disaster would be torrential rain and flooding.

They figured that as long as they made ample preparations, they should be able to handle it, so they chose not to quit on the fifteenth day.

The raging winds and torrential downpour outside were undoubtedly a testament to how foolish that choice had been.

Without Noah’s Ark, these players who hadn’t fused with a card would have undoubtedly ended up as fish food.

Besides them, some female players couldn’t resist the temptation, buying beauty cards like the Beauty Card, Slimming Card, Ice Skin Card, and Jade Bone Card.

Other players, dissatisfied with their physical constitution or suffering from congenital diseases, bought cards like the Physical Constitution Card and the Health Card.

Since fighting was forbidden on Noah’s Ark, everyone was on their best behavior to avoid being thrown out. Even after leaving the Ark, they maintained this tacit understanding.

After all, even after their mass hunting, the number of Deep Sea Cannibals had only grown, not shrunk. It really wasn’t worth starting a conflict over a few cards.

Moreover, as they hunted more and more, one-star cards gradually started appearing among the drops from the Deep Sea Cannibals.

From the cockpit, Perry Yates noticed this as well. She also overheard more than one person talking about saving up their cards to get custom ones made; some were even already considering card attributes.

Seeing this, Perry Yates realized something: after this game ended, a lot of people would probably be coming to her for custom cards.

After all, there were nearly a hundred players on Noah’s Ark right now.

What did that mean? It meant a huge number of cards would be flooding her way. It also meant that once she got back, she would probably be working overtime day and night.

’With so many orders, I probably won’t even have time to rest.’

The thought suddenly gave Perry Yates the urge to just slack off.

’But slacking off isn’t an option. In that case, I’ll just have to prepare in advance.’

She was idle right now anyway, and she had the Card Furnace with her.

’The only pity is that the card attributes I have on hand might not be that comprehensive, but that’s not my problem. The choice is in the other players’ hands.’

So, Perry Yates quickly posted another announcement—no, two announcements.

The first was for everyone, stating that a strong typhoon was arriving tomorrow. To avoid any accidents, all Deep Sea Cannibal hunting activities would be suspended for the day.

As soon as this announcement was made, there was no fear of the typhoon in anyone’s eyes—only disappointment that they couldn’t hunt Deep Sea Cannibals tomorrow.

The second was for the players.

The announcement stated that because many players had expressed a desire for cards, and because customizing cards takes time, in order to help everyone get their ideal card sooner, your thoughtful captain and owner of The Card Tavern was hereby officially accepting custom card commissions.

All players wishing to have a card customized were instructed to go to the first-class cabin to select their desired card attributes and ranks of equivalent value.

The moment this announcement was posted, everyone instantly flocked to the first-class cabin.

Inside the first-class cabin, a massive machine drew everyone’s attention. It looked like an arcade cabinet that had been scaled up proportionally.

Operating the machine was very simple. You just had to follow the prompts, select your desired attributes and rank step-by-step, and then hit confirm.

After the order was placed, the machine would dispense a wristband. When the wristband changed color, it meant the custom card was finished and ready for pickup.

Knowing the tavern owner disliked conflict, the arriving players consciously began to form a line.

”Are these the only attributes available?” the player at the front of the line asked with a frown as he went to make his selection.

The machine had a pitifully small selection of attributes, most of which were elemental. It didn’t have the spatial attribute he was hoping for.

”Due to the limited conditions within the game, these are the only attributes available for now. Of course, if you can provide a card with the corresponding attribute, I can customize it for you. I’ll only charge you a processing fee.”

Perry Yates’s voice suddenly sounded out from beside the machine.

The player didn’t seem to expect Perry Yates to appear and looked embarrassed, like he’d been caught red-handed.

It was like complaining about how bad the food was, only to have the chef walk past just then.

”Boss, you said providing our own card can cover part of the cost. How much does it cover, exactly?” someone asked curiously.

After all, collecting cards wasn’t easy, and who knew if they’d ever run into such a good opportunity again? Every little bit they could save counted.

Hearing this, Perry Yates slowly held up one finger. ”It covers one card, of course. What else did you think?”

”Also, because the attribute selection is incomplete, I can give you a 5% discount on this round of customizations. However, you’ll have to pay half as a deposit upfront. And if you back out, the deposit is non-refundable.”