Apocalypse Descends: I Win Effortlessly by Turning Trash into Treasure

Reina Quinn raised her eyes to meet Perry Yates’s calm, unwavering gaze. She took a deep breath and said, “What kind of split did you have in mind?”

“I can provide you with the cards—three-star, four-star, even five-star. But you have to give me full ownership of a separate dungeon. That is to say, for every dungeon you Concrete, you must also give me at least one brand new dungeon. And… I want a fifty-percent cut from your dungeons.”

After hearing Perry Yates’s terms, Reina Quinn’s eyes went wide. She had expected her to drive a hard bargain, but she never thought it would be this extreme.

It wasn’t just about demanding a separate dungeon; she was even trying to get her hands on Reina’s own.

“No, fifty percent is too much. The most I can give you is thirty percent,” Reina Quinn said.

Although she felt Perry Yates was being rapacious, Reina Quinn knew that Perry held all the cards right now. Unless she wanted to walk away from the deal or find a better alternative, she had no choice but to agree.

“Alright.”

This time, Perry Yates didn’t refuse to budge. After all, her original expectation was thirty percent; asking for fifty was just a negotiation tactic to give the other party room to bargain.

Seeing Perry Yates agree so readily, Reina Quinn was taken aback, realizing she’d been tricked again.

And just like that, with both parties in agreement, they signed the “tyrannical contract” with the system.

The contract stipulated that Perry Yates would provide the three-star cards to help Reina Quinn Concrete dungeons. Of course, Reina Quinn would have to provide the initial cards herself.

In addition, Perry Yates would also have usage rights for the Concreted dungeons, and she would control thirty percent of the dungeons’ profits.

At the same time, for every dungeon Reina Quinn Concreted, she would have to voluntarily gift Perry Yates a brand new one.

As for why they chose three-star cards, it was naturally because they had the highest practical use. Besides, for three-star cards, Perry Yates only demanded one dungeon. If they were four-star or five-star cards, she would have demanded more than just one.

In Perry Yates’s own words, ‘Don’t think upgrading cards is easy. I have to pay a price for it, too. What’s wrong with asking for more? This is a perfectly reasonable trade.’

After signing the contract provided by the system, Reina Quinn immediately and impatiently placed an order with Perry Yates for one thousand three-star cards, requesting them as soon as possible. She wanted to Concrete a dungeon called Mermaid Carnival.

Reina Quinn didn’t elaborate on the specifics of this dungeon, but from her expression, it was clear that the Mermaid Carnival dungeon was extremely important to her.

Perry Yates took the one thousand cards and told her to come pick them up in three days.

“It’ll still take three days?” Reina Quinn frowned. “Can’t you do it any faster?”

“Upgrading a thousand cards in three days is already very fast. Unless you gave me two-star cards, then I could have them for you in half a day,” Perry Yates said bluntly, rolling her eyes.

After stowing the cards, Perry Yates didn’t have Reina Quinn leave right away. Instead, she told her to go to the first floor and find a young man named Sylas Sawyer who was sweeping the floor.

‘Now that I’m taking over the dungeons, I can’t possibly ignore them completely.’

‘But as I’d said from the beginning, I’m just the owner of The Card Tavern. I have nothing to my name but cards; there’s no way I could manage so many dungeons by myself.’

‘Fortunately, while I don’t have my own people, I do have a powerful country behind me. A hassle like this should definitely be handed off to the government to deal with.’

‘As for myself, I can just be a hands-off boss. Regarding that thirty-percent profit, I can even give half of it to the Survival Game Administration as a management fee.’

Seeing Perry Yates so bluntly ordering her around, Reina Quinn’s mouth twitched. She wanted to say something, but in the end, she said nothing and silently went downstairs with the new contract the system had just drawn up.

Before she left, she glanced at the contract’s contents and said in a tone devoid of emotion, “I didn’t expect you to be so good to your country.”

Hearing this, Perry Yates shrugged. “That’s because it’s worth it.”

A few minutes later, Sylas Sawyer, who was in the middle of his shift, was suddenly blocked by a woman with a powerful aura.

As he looked up, the first thing that met his eyes was a pair of enormous peaks, followed by a stunningly beautiful face that inspired no desire whatsoever.

“Can I help you?”

Sylas Sawyer’s agreement with Perry Yates had long since expired, but he still insisted on working a shift after every game. This was because the monthly salary for working here wasn’t money, but a three-star card.

God only knew how many people in the Survival Game Administration were jealous of his job right now.

Snapping out of his initial shock, Sylas Sawyer looked at the woman’s face again, his expression changing. “Ma’am, is this your first time at The Card Tavern? I don’t believe I’ve ever seen you before.”

Reina Quinn withdrew her gaze and said coolly, “I—no, that’s not right. The owner of The Card Tavern has something for you, and for the country behind you.”

Hearing her say that, Sylas Sawyer’s expression immediately turned serious. “Please wait a moment,” he said.

With that, Sylas Sawyer led her to an empty table. He then turned and left, reappearing a moment later without the broom in his hand or the hat on his head.

Watching Sylas Sawyer reappear, Reina Quinn pushed the contract in front of him.

Recalling Perry Yates’s words, Reina Quinn slowly explained, “I am a Croupier, but not one from your planet. I come from another world. I came here to make a deal with the owner of The Card Tavern.”

“What kind of deal?” Sylas Sawyer asked.

“To Concrete dungeons, of course. Since the game’s advent, I’ve already experienced hundreds of dungeons. It’s just a shame that I have a limited number of cards, and they’re all low-level. Concreting with low-level cards is harmful to reality, as I’m sure you know.

So, the terms of our contract are that she provides me with Advanced Cards. For every dungeon I Concrete, I must gift her a new one, and she also takes a thirty-percent stake in any dungeon I Concrete. It’s all in the contract.

Now, it seems she intends to hand all of this over to you, or rather, to the country behind you, to manage.”

After hearing Reina Quinn’s words, Sylas Sawyer couldn’t help but swallow, his heart pounding in his chest. It took him a long moment to say, “I need to report this immediately.”

“Do as you wish. My only task was to give you the contract. Whether you sign it or not is your business,” Reina Quinn said, acting as if her mission was complete and the rest had nothing to do with her.

“But let me give you a friendly reminder: it would be best not to refuse. After all, no one likes having their goodwill rejected.”

Sylas Sawyer secured the contract in his hand, turned his head, and said with a solemn expression, “Of course we won’t refuse.”