Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 278: The undead’s primary economic warfare
Chapter 375 The Undead's Primary Economic War
Case hid behind Hill, grimacing at the tall earth elemental lord.
Hill reluctantly grabbed his small arm and brought the unconvinced wind element to his eyes: "What do you think about Krendeln's words?"
"I'm so small, and I'm not in the way." Case said confidently, "I'll be there as soon as I leave, they have to drill in the gap for a long time, slowly, and chatting while drilling, I'm going to die. I don't want to wait!"
"But that's a gap that the earth element lord opened for his own convenience!" Hill said to Case very seriously, "The exit to the element world is opened at the home of Lord Krondeen.
If other elemental spirits entered your cloud house without saying hello, would you be happy to welcome them? "
Case was silent for a while: "But didn't he let the elemental elves pass through at will?"
"Other elements will say hello before they come in!" Krondern said angrily, "There will still be a queue! It won't fly past my face with a swish, and fly over with a swish!
I endured it for a long time before I slapped you to death! "
"The underground of the magic tower is the territory of the earth element. If other elements want to go to the element world through our place, they will also say hello to the earth element in the basement, instead of flying directly over our heads!" Cristobal was not too happy.
"The wood element is also very small, we have been lining up all the time, why can't you?" Elona En, who was beside him, couldn't help but dance and asked Case.
Hill saw that the water element lord, Nerndil, was also standing there, and knew that Keith really made these elemental elves uncomfortable.
The element elves are all slow, this is the first time to face the impatient wind element, it is estimated that it will take some time to get used to it.
"That was my mistake. I thought anyone could go anywhere!" Case, who bowed his head and thought for a while, finally understood that although the passage was in Hill's territory, it didn't belong to Hill, he thought. Borrowing from someone's home, you have to say hello to the original owner.
And it's polite to line up, unless it's a very urgent matter, it's best not to break.
Seeing that the wind element patriarch's clothes softened, the earth elements let go of his clan.
Hill looked at the wind element elf who flew back to the cloud house and hid in an instant, and frowned: "No wonder you haven't become a lord yet, Case, have you split again?"
"When I become a lord, it will not be my clan but my children who will be divided. An elemental lord can only choose a child for thousands of years." Case said dejectedly, "I don't want to wait for the clan. It's too slow to split up when you grow up!"
Hill was stunned for a moment. He had forgotten that Case was the first wind elemental elf in the world. The split at the beginning was just the wind element generated by the law with the help of him. It was only Case's clansmen, not relatives.
When he becomes an element lord, the law can no longer borrow Case's body, the wind element elf, must return to the normal growth path of the element family.
But even though most of his power is lawful, Case has given a lot, as evidenced by his procrastination on his way to the current Elemental Lord.
"Kess, when Cristobal followed me, there were only a few dozen people." Hill touched the whirling head of his whirlwind, "There are fewer water elements and wood elements, you can see if they are not. Have you got such a big clan? Case, you need to believe in your own clan, how can you say that you are a big clan leader with hundreds of clan members!"
"I see." Case said honestly, "I have to be a legend too, otherwise next time I do something wrong, I might really be beaten to death."
Hill's eyes narrowed: Why are you so sure that you will still make mistakes?
Case in his memory is still the shy and shy little poor who would rather hide in a pendant and live an elemental life. When did this become a hob meat?
Hill looked up at the Cloud House, then looked down and saw Aglaia's little labyrinth at the fountain.
There are so many element lords, why do you want to learn from the undead? Hill almost asked, but finally held back.
Compared with Case, other elements have more time with the undead, and they have no interest in the undead at all.
This is probably the nature of the wind element, but it is a little bit more learned from the undead.
"Case, if you get beaten up for causing trouble, I won't care." Hill tried his best to keep his voice calm.
"It's okay, they're not going to kill me anyway!" Case replied casually.
He quickly reacted to what he said, and instantly changed from a human figure to a small whirlwind: "I'm going back! I have to comfort the clan! Goodbye Hill!"
Hill sighed, the children he raised have no problem in character, but they seem to be better than each other?
He packed up, parked the cloud boat in front of the magic tower, and finally returned home.
This trip has finally come to an end.
"Sir." Liszt appeared behind him, "Are you not going out this time?"
"It won't happen in a short time, and I will go out in a year." Hill walked into the floating ladder, "Is there anything recently?"
"No, it's just that the undead have a greater demand for purification potions." Liszt replied, "The stock is out, I have already sent them to Master Faran's magic town to buy them. There are more alchemists there. "
"More?" Hill froze for a moment.
"After the disbandment of the Mage Association, many high-level mages have dispersed to various countries. At present, countries are in a bit of turmoil. Some alchemists are worried that there will be trouble, so they move to a magic town."
Hill nodded: "As long as they don't cause trouble, my grandfather will be willing to protect them. He has always felt that alchemy should have a better development."
"It's a very difficult requirement to not cause trouble." Liszt sighed uncontrollably, "It's the first time I've seen Diamont so mad."
The floating ladder reached the top floor, Hill went to his bedroom: "What can they do? Annoy the undead?"
"Probably provoke each other!" Liszt said fairly, "There are very few people who can enter the territory of Master Flange. Those who do our ring quest here are not qualified to enter there. So these undead race. I cherish this qualification.
but couldn't hold back the debts of both sides. "
Hill asked in surprise: "What do the alchemists owe? The undead who can go to my grandfather are all high-ranking people."
And alchemists, it would be nice to be able to reach the archmage.
The alchemist who can become a magician is poor.
"The undead who have stayed in the magic town for a long time are all interested in alchemy." Liszt looked strange, "But the undead sometimes only look at interest, not talent.
and very rich. "
Hill let out an 'ahh', thinking of the alchemy primary items that were so cheap that even commoners could afford it, at first glance, it wasn't like a few undead were brushing their proficiency.
With the current number of undead, there are thousands of people staying in the magic town.
Hill understands that even if alchemy is really difficult for the undead, there are always those who think they are geniuses who will jump into this pit.
It is a common thing to throw away hundreds of thousands of primary products, and it is a future thing that high-end alchemy products cannot be made.
"Some alchemists think it's a bit too much for them to do this." Liszt said slowly, "The market has let them down. Junior alchemists now rely on working for high-level alchemists to survive. /
They don't have as much money as the undead, and they only make hundreds of primary products. The price of the materials they bought is high again, and many low-end finished products are now less than half as rich as the materials used.
is a high-level warlock, and some of them feel unbearable. The price of basic materials is rising too fast.
So some alchemists, when they saw the undead making alchemical items in the workshop of the magic town, satirized them a bit, saying that those undead were either disabled or demented.
When the undead fire got bigger, they bought all the materials from the grocer in the magic town.
It's been a week, and those alchemists haven't even bought any grass. "
Hill shook his head: "If you are richer than the undead, then you have to be a high-level alchemist. But they wouldn't do such a stupid thing."
Probably only these low-level alchemists who feel their livelihoods are going to be ruined by the undead do this.
"However, the basic materials of the undead are all bought from His Majesty the King!" Hill was a little confused, "It has nothing to do with other material vendors."
The materials used by the undead were obviously obtained by the God of Time and Space from other worlds, and they did not damage the foundation of this world at all.
Those two people, it is impossible not to know what inflation is and what is the balance of supply and demand.
In fact, the undead spend most of their time with gold coins, and they buy more things from ordinary people.
Places like the Chamber of Commerce basically have nothing to do with the undead.
"Businessmen want to raise prices, just have an excuse." Liszt said as a matter of course, "There must be large chambers of commerce stocking up. Maybe those royal chambers of commerce have launched."
Hill brushed the hair from his forehead to the back of his head: "Play! His Majesty the King has always been very careful not to hurt the fragile economic cycle of this world, and the undead are almost always closed-loop economic models for him.
Although they spent a lot of spar on my grandfather and me, these spar are basically used by ourselves, so it is also a closed loop.
If those chambers of commerce become big, and His Majesty the King really lets go of part of the economy of the undead, just gold coins can make them foolish.
The spar should not be ~IndoMTL.com~ unless some idiot king comes off in person.
Hmmm… not really? So many lessons lie ahead! "
Hill shook his head: "I want to take a bath first, Liszt.
Tell Diamont, if the basic materials for their magic tower are not enough, you can ask the undead to buy them at the normal purchase price.
They will sell it. Our purchase price is much higher than the price they buy from His Majesty the King!
Don't worry about the ones in the small town, the grocery store sells them if they have them, if they don't, those alchemists won't be stupid enough to deal with mages. "
Liszt had already prepared the bathroom, and quietly agreed to disappear.
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(end of this chapter)