Nobody told me this wasn't a game.

The cost of cultivating a "top-tier" seventh-realm expert is far more than 50,000 ancient crystals.

But Sun Liancheng felt it was reasonable; in this deal, he was the completely weaker party.

He didn't care how much profit Sun Liancheng made, as long as he received 50,000 crystals without any discrepancy.

Zuo Chang waved his hand, withdrawing his supernatural powers.

He was convinced:

The unique mechanics of the Whispering Forest also held a fatal attraction for his friends.

……

……

It's just average, nothing special.

The Divine Sound Society cannot rely on their power; if they want to deal with Zuo Chang, they will have to pay an even greater price!

and……

Zuo Chang shook his head: "It's none of our business."

Bai Lin let out a soft breath and said, "General, I'll take you back first."

I'm so sorry I'm so late today!

I should update again at noon tomorrow, I think.

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Chapter 172 Price

"Ancient Crystals" can provide adventurers with experience points, but have few other uses, and their production is relatively stable.

Therefore, while this item is not cheap, it is usually not very expensive.

Just yesterday, the Bai, Meng, and Sun families suddenly went on a buying spree of ancient crystals, buying as many as they could get, all in cash, and snapping up hundreds of thousands of pieces in one go!

The ancient crystals that had accumulated in Postbox City for several years were all gone overnight!

What is this for?

Many crystallizers were puzzled, but as long as they could make money, that was all that mattered.

Once the goods have been sold, it's natural to need to replenish them.

Even after searching the entire Post Office City thoroughly, not a hundred crystals could be found. To replenish their stock, they would have to purchase them from other cities.

96511 Transportation is backward.

Bringing them from other places is time-consuming and laborious, and the transportation costs are enormous.

Even the most powerful crystallizers hesitated, unsure whether to make a move.

It was at this time that new news arrived:

The Azure Beast Adventurer's Guild has a large quantity of Ancient Crystals for sale, reportedly with 300,000 in stock.

A group of low-level adventurers started fighting in the street. They were bloodthirsty and some even brandished knives!

Gorbachev shook his head and said, "Yazov, did you see that?"

We traveled by car and boat, moving forward along the way.

Those present were all business people, and naturally, they were all shrewd. Their first thought was to form an alliance and set uniform prices.

As the paper and pen were handed out, Gorbachev stared at the piece of paper in front of him, his mind racing!

How much should I write?

He looked up and glanced at his colleagues.

His colleagues also looked solemn, exchanging glances, clearly hesitant.

The covered boats glided through the waterway. Gobacho heard a commotion on the bank and turned to look.

Gorbachev raised his hand, signaling him to be quiet.

A sound came from one side.

There were several people present who were clearly not businessmen.

After all, if you want to make money, you have to earn it from the three major families.

Yazov paused, then nodded and said, "Yes, Father. I've been unusually irritable lately."

Thus, the Azure Beasts' strategy of "killing three warriors with two peaches" will fail, and they will be unable to sow discord among themselves!

But the problem is...

"Appetizer."

He wrote down a number.

Through the open door, Gorbachev saw countless crystals piled up on the ground, an enormous quantity, possibly containing all the available crystals in the entire Postbox City!

"Father."

Gorbachev scoffed, "That's not the root of the problem; someone's causing trouble. Have you been feeling restless and agitated these past few days?"

Gobacho said three words.

The people standing in front of the warehouse weren't just the father and son. All the crystal merchants from Mailbox City had been invited here, along with several unfamiliar faces who, judging from their clothes, seemed to be from the three major families.

The current situation is essentially a test of confidence. Those who are optimistic about the market and believe they will definitely make a profit will naturally offer higher prices.

Yazov gave a low shout, gesturing for his father to look to his left and right.

Even boasting must adhere to basic principles!

Gobacho waved his hand, about to speak, when his son suddenly said, "Father, it is said that... the heads of the Sun, Meng, and Bai families have recently visited the headquarters of the Azure Beast."

If I write too little, I'm afraid someone else will steal my work;

Writing too much feels like a waste of time.

Kichijiro said expressionlessly, "If you feel rushed, you can come again next time."

How could such a small adventure group possibly have 300,000 units in stock?

"Azure Beast..."

Gorbachev was taken aback by this and asked in surprise, "Sir, such a big deal can't be done so hastily, can it? At the very least, you should give us some time to prepare."

Very small...

A strange light gleamed in his emerald eyes as he turned to look at his son: "This is the power of the Gluttons. The Gluttons have the ability to incite people's hearts. They instigate conflict and lead people astray. Every bit of hostility in Mailbox City will become their nourishment, strengthening their power... Poor citizens of Mailbox City, they are doomed."

"Gentlemen, I believe you are all aware of the situation. We, the Azure Beasts, are about to process 100,000 Ancient Crystals. Please write your bids on a piece of paper and put them into the box I am holding. Afterwards, we will publicly count the bids, and the highest bidder wins."

"I beat you to death!"

They made an offer.

He had clearly done his research, saying, "A very small adventure group that recently changed owners."

They appear to be servants of the Sun, Bai, and Meng families. These people clearly wouldn't form an alliance with the merchants, and the merchants wouldn't be willing to share intelligence with them.

Right now is a good time for the market. Missing this opportunity means missing out on a golden opportunity. Who doesn't want to make money?

Gobacho's mind raced, but he couldn't come up with a suitable solution. His eyes flickered, and he untied his shirt tie.

Gorbachev's son, Yazov, stood at the bow of the ship: "Father, they seem to have some kind of conflict. In recent days, the security situation in Postbox City has deteriorated sharply, and I think... the deaths of the postman and the patrol horse are the root cause."

The awning boat docked near the headquarters of the Azure Beasts. Gobacho disembarked and walked to the entrance of the Azure Beasts, where he saw a sign posted on the door: "Crystal Merchants, enter here."

He didn't quite understand what his father was saying, but he had a feeling that this wasn't a good thing.

Gorbachev shook his head: "No, we're not leaving. The gluttons are just stirring up emotions. As long as we control our impulses and reduce contact with others, we can avoid being harmed. As for countermeasures... I've already anonymously reported them to the book club. Beyond that, it's beyond what a small businessman like me can control."

He asked, "Father, shall we leave Postbox City for the time being?"

yeah?

Gorbachev's eyes lit up, and he said, "Let's go take a look now!"

When Yazov saw the number, he was so surprised he couldn't even control his expression: "Father...this price?!"

Yazov was slightly surprised.

Their leader said that anyone interested in acquiring the property should contact the headquarters of Azure Beasts.

If you're worried about being stuck with all the goods, then you'll naturally offer a lower price.

Confused, he followed the directions and arrived at a warehouse.

Yazov remained silent.

With an iron-faced expression, Kichijiro announced, "The bidding will end in one minute."

Yoshijiro opened the box on the spot, examined everything, and said, "Mr. Sun, please come inside for a detailed discussion."

It was really rushed.

Three hundred thousand ancient crystals, with a total value of over one hundred million. Such a large order, it's not unreasonable that it would take several meals and foot massages to even begin to show any promise, right?

but……

Kichijiro, holding a box, made a solemn announcement.

Gobacho narrowed his eyes, steeled his resolve, and thought to himself, "The three major families' sudden massive acquisition of crystals must have a reason; the situation in Mailbox City is far from good! The more turbulent the situation, the higher the value of the crystals. Even without the 'Gluttons' interfering, the struggle between the Divine Sound Society and the new General 96577 won't end immediately, and the price of ancient crystals will likely remain high! Perhaps—"

The members of the three families stepped forward and put their prices into the box.

Gorbachev's son was wearing a shirt and vest, and boots.

Despite the haste, the entire city was left out of stock after the three major families in Mailbox City acquired the goods.

One minute later, everyone had submitted their bids.

Brown-haired, blue-eyed crystal merchant Gobacho stroked his beard and turned to look at his son: "Do we have this regiment in Mailbox City?"