Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 23: The first world of dealing with players


When Hill heard the familiar name, he was stunned: It's actually theirs! He glanced at the bald head with a guilty conscience, but Fran wouldn't come forward. Adrian had seen it before, so he should be fine.

However, he hurriedly picked up the materials on the table and continued to introduce them, and conveniently marked the purchase price of the crystal core. There was a commotion in the back, and some people were scolding yesterday's profiteers, it seems that people bought it at a low price.

Hill immersed himself in sorting out, explaining the purpose of each item, indicating the price, and putting a puppet aside. If someone wants to sell the material, the puppet will buy it.

Hill felt that the puppet went back to the warehouse on the second floor several times. It seems that these people are basically cleared here.

After even Xiao Yoyo has cleared out, Hill finds that the last thing left is a deer and Awakening. It seems that someone has used the spirit of a gentleman to let the girls come first.

A deer laid out a lot of ore, and Hill was surprised: Did this girl mine it herself? No wonder she stayed behind. She was able to keep so many ores until now.

Seeing the attentive girl, Hill could only sigh and sort the minerals one by one. Sure enough, a group of people gathered around to take pictures.

He simply raised his hand and marked the name and price of the ore on the top.

"Don't you undead have basic identification? You know the name of the ore, you can compare the price of the store."

"The weapon shop doesn't tell us the price, nor does it sell our finished ore."

"Please go to the grocery store." Hill sighed: Do these players treat the grocery store as a supermarket?

"The weapon shop only accepts metal ores, and only the grocery store accepts everything. The same is true for Warcraft crystal cores, and the weapon shop only accepts their own use. Generally speaking, the price of ores and crystal cores are fixed, and each store It's almost the same. I'm buying at a high price here because I'm missing a layer of profit from the grocery store."

"No wonder I can't sell it, so I sell it cheap.* If it wasn't for the money, I wouldn't have sold it casually! That damned profiteer!"

Hill thought with a headache: Is William completely stocking the undead? How do you know nothing.

The magic sword suddenly said: "That **** of the quartermaster! He made us a lot of money.

Hill looked up at him: "Do you all exchange weapons and equipment with the army?"

"Yes! The price difference is huge!"

"That's normal. The barracks pays a lot of money to hire blacksmiths and alchemists. The cost of hiring them must be spread over the finished product. You have more than 100,000 people!"

"Please give me a P, it's all a program!" Mo Jian was struck by lightning as soon as he finished speaking.

Hill stared blankly at the Tianlei that appeared out of thin air: This seems to be caused by their tablet, right?

The bald head explained skillfully: "He has a dirty mouth, and he was punished by God for saying the wrong thing. Don't worry about it, Mr. Archmage."

Hill held his forehead and said, "Please call me Bolaño. Hill Bolaño. His Majesty is very strict!"

The bald head laughed and pushed the dark magic sword aside: "Sorry, Mr. Bolaño."

Hill looked at the ore in his hand, a little helpless: "Where did you dig this?"

A deer looked at it carefully: "I don't remember, I'll check the records. Is this valuable? Jin Yaoshi?"

Hill is speechless: Don't you know this is Jin Yaoshi? What is the name of the capital?

She paddled the tablet with great effort: "Hmm, in Perast Land, passing by. A small cave near the capital. I hung up the phone and dug a few times, and I came out with these two pieces."

Hill leaned back in his chair, almost laughing out loud: "You take these two stones to William's captain of the bodyguard, I remember he wants to take care of your business. Tell him where the Jin Yaoshi was dug!"

No one will be able to save the Perast family this time, so let's go out to the north and explore the land!

The bald head asked hesitantly: "Is it worth it? Can't we dig it ourselves?"

Hill was suffocated: I know it, you still want to dig it yourself! Want money or life?

"It's too close to the capital, you can't keep it. Why don't you tell William to get some merits, and you have to divide the territory, right? The higher the merit, the better the territory."

Hill doesn't want to continue talking to this distressed man: Still don't understand what Jin Yaoshi is? Should he speak in this language? Did they hear the translation directly? But he felt that these people were looking at the top of his head!

Being so obtuse, Hill was too lazy to say more. He looked at the last dream when he couldn't wake up, and asked, "The clothes on your body are beautiful, are they the casual clothes of the undead? Do you have any extra? Sell me. A few." He really liked the black silk shirt he wore when he woke up, it was loose and casual, and the clothes were supple.

The others were all dressed in bright colors, and Hill couldn't say enough good things about it.

"Of course, the price is not cheap." Meng woke up and said quickly, "This is a set of 2,000 gold coins."

Hill saw him speak without hesitation and knew that he was directly converting the gold price. It looks like their gold prices are stable.

He said, "I'll give you 10,000 gold, can you sell me 4 sets?"

"No problem!" I was pleasantly surprised that I didn't see you when I woke up, "I'll buy it for you!"

Hill watched him hold the tablet and click quickly, it seems that they can pay cash directly in the game.

Dream Awakening directly changed into a set of white from the same series and asked: "Is this set okay?"

Hill said in surprise: "Can you change it directly?"

"No, this is a try-on, and it disappears in 10 minutes. You still have to wear it yourself when you buy it."

Hill nodded: "This set is fine."

A deer squeezed over: "The magic sword suit is also fine, but he is stupid and has to wear the bright red one. Try on the black one."

After I woke up, I put on a small black stand-up collar trench coat with some glitter, and the black trousers fit smoothly on the body, and the black boots under my feet also had small shiny accessories on the heels.

Hill nodded, and by the way, he glanced at the magic sword that had recovered from the darkness. The bright red still made him not want to look at it.

Hill lowered his head and sighed: Is this because he can't see it anyway, so he just blinds other people's eyes?

He looked at the dream and couldn't see you: "It looks like your clothes are very beautiful. It's just different colors, but the difference is quite big. Give me a set of all black and white!"

Looking at the hesitant dream waking up, I can't see you: "Is there enough money? You buy me a few pieces first, and you can continue to buy after I pay."

When I woke up, I quickly said, "Can we buy them separately? It's easy for one person to buy 4 pieces."

Hill nodded in agreement: The gang seems to be quite united.

He finally emphasized the sentence with lingering fear: "Just black and white!"

Hill ended up receiving more than fifty suits. He was thinking in his heart that the game company over there seemed to be quite big, and the game warehouse could not afford to sell only the point cards, and he had to sell clothes. He suddenly wanted to laugh: In order to cover up, he will definitely buy the most expensive server, this thing can only be used to build a game forum, right?

After everyone got a lot of money, they flocked to buy again: the desire to empty the Hill store.

Hill sat back on the sofa chair by the window and quietly looked out the window.

These people spent the whole morning here at Hill, and they probably ran out of money before leaving one after another.

Xiao Yoyo finally came to say goodbye: "Mr. Bolaño, thank you very much for your patience. We have bought something. Will it be new tomorrow?"

Hill replied: "Nothing, you should read more books. There will be no more sold out, but there will be new products."

"We will pay attention to reading more books!" Xiao Yoyo sighed almost uncontrollably, "Then we will come tomorrow. Thank you for your hospitality."

The bald head interjected: "Thank you for your reminder, we will go to the captain of the bodyguard in the afternoon."

Hill smiled as they walked out the door, and noticed Xiao Yoyo slapped the bald head with a stunned look, and then changed the closing sign outside the door back to open the door.

Hill smiled wryly: No wonder the man who woke up from the dream closed the door and stayed at the door the whole time. He thought it was to prevent hostile gangs from coming in. Turns out they flipped the sign to close.

No wonder no outsiders come in. These players are spinning their heads so fast! Hill didn't notice at all. Did you change it while Xiao Yoyo was talking to him? So when they came in, they closed the door.

Hill silently watched a group of players enter the door in surprise: It's afternoon, and there are more players.

Hill didn't want to receive any more goods, so he sat by the window and basked in the sun to rest.

It's a pleasant surprise to reminisce about the players' actions. Hill felt that he had to clear his head, so he will pay attention next time.

Close-eyed Hill knows that many players are taking pictures of him, and it is estimated that his face and his various stories will appear on the forum soon.

He can't see it anyway, Hill thought silently, as long as no one speaks to me, I'm still an innocent little warlock.

The constant entry of players saved Hill a lot of trouble, and no aboriginal people wanted to come in. Hill saved himself a lot of trouble.

Until night fell, Hill found a space to get up and close the shop.

More than half of the medicines are sold out. Hill found something random to fill the medicine cabinet. If you can't sell it, who knows what players want to buy.

Alchemy jewelry is empty. Women's spending power is unstoppable no matter when and where they are.

The alchemy tent was also sold out. Hill looked for it in the ring. He only brought out the basic model~IndoMTL.com~ Since it was gone, he took out the luxury model and sold it. I also took out a few of the alchemy huts. Although they are expensive, the rich can still afford them, right?

Hill thought of what the bald group of people had bought, and nodded silently: Some people would definitely buy something that satisfies vanity.

The alchemy carriage also had to be taken out. He remembered that they said they bought a limited-time horse for the bald head. It must be an expensive thing of the demon bloodline, beautiful and powerful.

He thought that the few carriages that he couldn't sell were all his handmade goods back then. When I first started making horse carriages, I always thought about being luxurious and eye-catching, with complete functions, but I didn't dare to look at it.

Players should like this alchemy carriage that Hill seems to use only when he suffers from secondary illness. It is jeweled, inlaid with gold and inlaid with silver, and even has an open top.

Hill walks past the glove box and finds that several picnic stands he made have also been sold: Well, there are always players who want to wave in the wild.

Hill took out some small things, all of which he did when he had time to think about his past life. This kind of high-priced product using elemental ores, low-level will not buy, high-level useless. For example, an alchemy refrigerator can be carried around in a ring, and a spar can be refrigerated for 1 month. In Hill's opinion, it is very cost-effective, but it was laughed at by Adrian: 1,000 gold coins are enough for a small noble family for 1 year. The consumption of, who will buy this thing. Is it bad to buy it now? If you want to eat ice, ask an apprentice of a water mage to make something for only 1 or 2 gold coins.

Hill can only leave this thing in the warehouse, he did a lot to make money in the first place.

This time, he thought about it and brought it out. It seems that players still only buy what they want, it doesn't matter if they are high or low, so this should also be sold, right?

After replenishing the stock and going upstairs to sleep, Hill hasn't felt so tired for a long time.


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