Dream Travel

Chapter 398 Skins are relatively expensive

"Who exactly are they?" The Oasis caravan exchanged puzzled questions as they watched the departing vehicle.

The arrival of Bai Mu and his group was very mysterious, and the goods that Beatrice was selling surprised them even more.

They had seen similar alchemical potions before, but the ones Atreus was selling were more effective and much cheaper.

As for taking advantage of the situation to rip off the other party, there was someone who wanted to do that, but there was more than one caravan in the oasis. Some people wanted to do that, while others wanted to take the opportunity to cheat their competitors.

Although this kind of trap isn't designed to bankrupt them, it still prevents them from buying any goods.

The caravans here are able to buy up all of Beatrice's goods, which could fetch higher prices deep in the desert.

No, the money deep in the desert isn't very useful; it can be exchanged for more expensive spices and other things.

Therefore, every caravan here wants to make sure they don't miss out on Beatrice's alchemical potions.

Furthermore, Beatrice was a discerning person, which rendered those little schemes completely useless.

Even later, the goods that Beatrice sold actually fetched higher prices.

When everyone wants something, competition arises, and with competition comes bidding.

"..." Listening to the caravan's conversation, the chieftain of this oasis had a somewhat gloomy expression.

The sand bandits active near the oasis have been out of contact for a long time.

They had connections and cooperation with the sand bandits, but those sand bandits did not exploit the entire population. Although they would rob caravans passing through the area, they would also let some caravans go.

After all, if the looting is too large in one go, the caravans will change their routes.

Letting some go will always give some caravans a false sense of security, and even if they are robbed, they won't lose all their goods.

Cooperating with sand bandits is far more profitable than owning an oasis.

"Chieftain... something has happened, all the sand bandits are dead."

A person, wrapped up tightly, returned to the oasis and delivered news that weighed heavily on the oasis chieftain's mind.

"Sand bandits? Good riddance to those sand bandits! We can finally have complete peace and quiet here!"

The oasis chieftain, with a gloomy face, said with a hint of 'fortunate'.

The messenger thought his clan chief had gone mad.

"Chief, our people too..."

"What do you mean 'our people'? They're just sand bandits!"

"...Yes, those are the sand bandits, those damned sand bandits!" The messenger finally realized what was happening.

He also realized that the sand bandits who were cooperating with them must have encountered someone they couldn't afford to offend, and that person might still be in the oasis.

We need to quickly distance ourselves from them.

"Just how many of those sand bandits are there?"

After resuming their journey, Bai Mu placed a piece of ice in his water bag and waited for the water to cool down before drinking it.

It's a pity there aren't enough materials, otherwise Beatrice could have made cola-flavored alchemical potions here.

“I didn’t count, no more than fifty people,” Beatrice said casually, gently rubbing a spice packet in her hand.

They are just sand bandits operating around an oasis. Their numbers won't be too large; if there were more, the sand bandits themselves wouldn't be able to survive, unless they could directly occupy the oasis.

Otherwise, those sand bandits control another oasis, or a place with an underground river.

But in any case, this matter has nothing to do with them anymore; the sand bandits are all dead.

Even though Esdeath's ice-based abilities were affected by the desert, none of the sand bandits were able to escape.

The topic of the sand pirates was quickly moved on, and Bai Mu flipped through the photos in his camera. Before leaving the oasis, he made sure to take some pictures there.

As for the scenery along the way... there's not much to see in the desert.

Unless another sandstorm occurs, I don't really see anything worth filming at White Screen.

As darkness fell, they arrived at another oasis, which was smaller.

After taking a picture of the oasis, Bai Mu took out some alchemical potions made by Beatrice, preparing to replenish some new resources.

White-clad creatures are highly survivable and can operate in the desert; taking precautions is never a bad idea.

This oasis is even more ordinary than the previous place.

There's nothing special about it, and the water supply isn't very plentiful; it's just a place for transit and rest.

At night, the atmosphere here can't compare to the previous oasis.

Therefore, after replenishing the resources, Bai Mu left under the cover of night.

This time, the car stopped halfway through the journey.

"Out of gas." Bai Mu inspected the vehicle, his gaze falling on the Demon Greatsword.

Luxembla immediately roared, "Damn it, you're not allowed to use me as fuel!!"

Having spent a long time with the White Curtain, the fragments of Luxembla immediately realized what this guy was up to.

He could accept being enchanted by this demonic greatsword; at least it was a weapon that could be used to cut people.

But if you were stuffed into the hellish engine of this car, that would be an utter insult!

"Forget it, we don't need this car." Bai Mu's agitated reaction to the fragments of Luxemblazoned made him abandon the vehicle.

"Isn't that too wasteful?"

“We’re out of fuel… Sigh!” Bai Mu thought of something and pulled out the Black Stone.

Looking at this thing, Lexenberg's eyes widened: "You don't mean to...?"

“That’s right.” Bai Mu opened the car’s fuel tank, and the Hellrock inside had been completely burned away.

He inserted the black stone and tried to start the car. Bai Mu then felt a slight depletion of his energy and spirit, and the car started smoothly.

"..." Luxembla's fragments were filled with mixed feelings.

That was the manifestation of the Demon Lord's power! Instead of cherishing it properly, Bai Mu simply stuffed it into the fuel tank like fuel.

Is this something a human being would do?
The car, now without power, got back on the road, while Bai Mu continued to enjoy the ice water.

After passing another oasis, Bai Mu noticed that the sand nearby was a bit strange; its color was dark red, like rust.

He scooped up a handful of sand and examined it: "Is this what Hongsha Town is all about? Is there anything special about it?"

Compared to the white screen, this sand seemed no different from other sand.

“The sand here has a higher iron content,” Atresia added after thinking for a moment. “It’s said that some people who like special weapons buy the iron from here.”

"How special?"

Atrist looked at the Demon Greatsword: "Weapons made from the iron here are naturally red; some people like this color."

"What about performance?"

"As far as I know, it's not much different from regular iron, but the iron here is more expensive."

Bai Mu got it; this is what it means to spend money to buy skins. Those who know, know.

It makes sense, everyone was carrying a bladed weapon, and then suddenly someone drew their sword and pulled out a red weapon.

Putting aside whether the weapon has any other special effects, just looking at the skin, its sophistication is instantly elevated. "There are seven thousand permanent residents here, making it a very important transit point in the desert," Atris described the situation in Red Sand Town.

How many people a settlement in the desert can support depends not on how important its location is, but on the local water resources.

Although the water source in Hongsha Town is reddish, it is not harmful. After a little filtration, the color will return to normal.

The area has abundant water resources, which is why it has reached its current scale.

"This place is developing quite well; there are even cars." After entering Hongsha Town, Bai Mu was surprised to see that there were non-living means of transportation here.

Looking again at where the car was parked, Bai Mu saw the Night Owl Mining company logo, which didn't surprise him.

"Nightow Mining, huh? Does this place have a Dream Processing Bureau?"

Bai Mu immediately began searching the town.

This town is quite large in the desert, with a permanent population of over 7,000. When you add those who pass through or stay temporarily, the total population exceeds 10,000.

It can't compare to a real city, but the infrastructure here is still quite complete.

As Bai Mu passed by a shop, he saw two tourists haggling with the shop owner.

The object surrounding it is a red desert scimitar.

This scimitar is like a dripping ruby.

Bai Mu paused briefly to listen; the scimitar was priced at 80,000 Kalen coins.

"Kalen coins... the currency of the city of Karen, right? How do they compare to the currency of the Maple Crown Republic?"

Bai Mu asked Atas, who was standing beside him like a secretary.

“It’s roughly eight to one, but there will be some fluctuation,” Beatrice said without hesitation.

The fluctuation is also a decimal-level fluctuation, and the approximate proportion is like this.

Bai Mu nodded. So, this 'Blood-Dripping Curved Blade' costs ten thousand?

In Earth's currency, a single cold weapon would cost around 100,000. Is it worth it?
Judging from the knife's exquisite craftsmanship and natural color, Bai Mu felt that even at several times the price, let alone 100,000, a wealthy man would still buy it.

Do you want to buy it?

"I don't lack weapons. If they have special effects, I'll consider them; otherwise, forget it." Bai Mu continued searching for his target.

There really is a Dream Disposal Bureau in this town.

However, the Dream Processing Bureau here is not part of the same system as the one in Rota City; they belong to the Desert Kingdom.

However, White Curtain has credentials from the Dream Processing Bureau, which can be used in Dream Processing Bureaus in other countries as well.

He can forget about mobilizing the local authorities, but within the permitted limits, he can obtain a lot of convenience.

"Is this radio station from the United Nations?" The director of the Dream Processing Bureau in Red Sand Town examined the radio station.

Their local Dream Processing Bureau was too small, so the director of the Red Sand Town Bureau came here personally after learning about the White Curtain.

"Can it be fixed?"

“I can send someone to take a look,” the director of the Hongsha Town Disposal Bureau said after a moment’s thought. “You can rest here for the night, and I will arrange for someone to contact you tomorrow.”

"There should be equipment here to contact the outside world, right? I have urgent information to send out."

Director Bashir shook his head with some difficulty: "I'm sorry, this place is too remote. If we want to get the message out, we'll need to find a messenger."

Bai Mu nodded: "Then I'll go to the post office and take a look."

After saying that, he left the Dream Processing Bureau in Red Sand Town.

After he left, Bashir immediately had the radio taken away.

“That person is suspicious,” Beatrice whispered to the white curtain.

"Hmm, I see." Bai Mu glanced at the street. There was something wrong with the other party, but they hadn't sent anyone to monitor him.

"The radio can't be fixed, should we take it back?"

"No need, we'll get a better one later." Bai Mu found the post office in Red Sand Town and mailed a secret letter.

Regarding the information about demons, he directly copied a portion of the information Robert had given him.

This intelligence doesn't need to be kept too secret. More important than keeping it secret is how to get it out!
"An urgent letter? We'll get it to Karen as soon as possible." The post office clerk looked at the mailing address.

White Curtain's letters were sent separately and urgently, which was very expensive. However, Beatrice's alchemical potions had allowed White Curtain to save up a lot of money, which he could afford.

After that, Bai Mu went to Night Owl Mining.

Compared to his open and aboveboard trip to the post office, White Curtain's visit to Nightow Mining's branch seemed rather furtive.

"Hello, how can I help you with anything?" Although Night Owl Mining's branch is small, the staff here are quite professional.

Bai Mu pulled a card out of the weapon case; it was An Yongkang's business card.

When leaving the Night Owl Mining branch in Rota City, Bai Mu paid special attention to the business cards of the other people.

Those business cards were very different from the ones An Yongkang gave him.

The two types of business cards were made of different materials, and the business card that An Yongkang gave him also had other markings.

"Please wait a moment," the receptionist said immediately after seeing the business card that Bai Mu had taken out.

She didn't remember the name on the business card. Night Owl Mining had many branches, and the Great Desert was a remote place.

It was even less likely that she would know all the managers, but the business cards in Bai Mu's hand were definitely those of the managers.

Furthermore, the manager was of a high rank, and their business cards were different from each other.

The fact that Bai Mu possessed such a business card meant that he was a 'VIP' of Nightow Mining, someone she could no longer entertain.

The person who then met Bai Mu was a woman with wheat-colored skin.

"Hello, my name is Leila, head of the Red Sand Town branch." The woman with tanned skin shook hands with Bai Mu, then got straight to the point: "What do you need?"

"My name is Bai Mu. I urgently need to contact the outside world, preferably directly with the United Nations."

After thinking for a moment, Leila replied, "No problem."

The cost of contacting the outside world here is very high, but the business card that Bai Mu holds makes it worthwhile for her to do so.

"What do I have to give?"

Bai Mu asked Lyra, indicating that he had no intention of getting something for nothing.

“You are a distinguished guest of Nightow Mining, so it is only right that we meet some of your needs,” Leila replied with a smile, and had someone bring a plate of fruit to Bai Mu.

"Please wait."

After she finished speaking, she went to prepare to make the contact. Before calling Bai Mu, she specifically confirmed with the person she was supposed to contact using the information on the business card.

They found and obtained information about Bai Mu, confirming that the business card should be in Bai Mu's possession.

Confirming this part of the information is sufficient.

Leila left the communications room and came to the white curtain: "Sorry to keep you waiting. The communications are ready. Although there is a significant delay, it will not affect communication."

"Thank you very much." Bai Mu stood up eagerly.

Hurry up and send out the information about the demon, otherwise he will keep thinking about it.

(End of this chapter)