The Fourth Calamity: People in High Martial Arts, Gods in Games

Chapter 89 Welcome to Red Moon Mountain

The blazing sun hung high in the sky.

The once deserted Crimson Moon Mountain was now teeming with players, sweating profusely and excitedly moving through the mines like tireless robots, leaving the undocumented migrants who had come to deliver building materials to Crimson Moon Mountain speechless.

"These people from the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy are truly a bunch of lunatics. Can they really be this addicted to mining?"

"Holy crap! I think I just saw a few advanced apprentices mining too!"

"No way, those are advanced apprentices, high-ranking members in various wilderness gangs. The Obsidian Martial Arts Academy actually lets them mine?"

"Could it be that the Obsidian Martial Arts School is so short-staffed that they sent them to mine?"

"But don't normal gangs hire vagrants to recruit members? Why would they need to do it themselves?"

"That's true. Do you think the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy is planning to use delivering these building materials as an excuse to keep us all here mining?"

Dozens of three-eyed nomads who came in three-wheeled vehicles to transport building materials and professional equipment became somewhat nervous as they watched the apprentice-level players carrying energy ore out of the mine. They were hesitant to approach the Obsidian Martial Arts Academy's warehouse.

A large, wild gang ranked 42nd doesn't hire undocumented vagrants to mine, but instead sends a group of apprentice-level experts to mine. It's unimaginable what this gang would make undocumented vagrants do.

The chatter and tense atmosphere among these three-eyed nomads quickly caught the attention of the new players who were mining.

"Brother Gods, what do you think those three-eyed NPCs are talking about? They all look so nervous." A newbie who had just entered the High Martial Arts Descent asked curiously as he carried a large sack full of energy ore on his back, looking at the three-eyed vagrants standing nervously beside the tricycle.

"They're probably speaking their tribal language, which I don't understand either." Ragnarok, who was also carrying a large sack, glanced at them and shook his head, but quickly looked at the three-eyed vagrants with some wariness. "But judging from their nervousness, especially when they see us carrying energy ore, they might think we're taking their business away from them."

"Stealing business?" the gunman from beyond the Great Wall asked, somewhat puzzled. "Stealing what business?"

"You wouldn't believe it, but when I came to Crimson Moon Mountain two days ago, I specifically explored the entire mountain and saw a mine managed by the Azure Sparrow Gang. It was full of alien nomads mining there," explained Twilight of the Gods. "I heard that those alien nomads are all employed by the Azure Sparrow Gang. These three-eyed nomads who came here are very likely employed by the Master to mine. Of course they're nervous when they see us mining so much. There's only so much energy ore; the less we mine, the less there is left. Once it's all gone, there won't be any left to mine."

"Damn! It really is. We need to speed things up. If we wait for these NPCs to come and steal our mines, we'll have even less to mine." The border gunner also looked warily at the three-eyed vagrants and quickened his pace of moving the ore.

In the past two days, the three teams have been working desperately to find a place to stay in Crimson Moon Mountain, even slowing down their efforts to conquer the maze tunnel.

After the outsider gunmen and others swept their sharp eyes over the three-eyed vagrants, the vagrants were almost in tears, increasingly convinced that the Obsidian Martial Arts School had sent them to deliver goods with ill intentions.

Lin Qi walked out of the warehouse and looked at the three-eyed vagrants who hadn't moved for a long time. He couldn't understand why these three-eyed vagrants were staring at the player mining, and were even engrossed in watching.

"You guys move all the goods inside," Lin Qi said in the common language of the martial arts world.

"Yes, sir!" The three-eyed vagrants were immediately relieved and quickly moved the building materials and machinery from the tricycles to the warehouse.

"As expected, the language barrier is a problem. It seems we need to find someone fluent in a common language to manage the daily affairs of Crimson Moon Mountain." Lin Qi looked at the three-eyed nomads working quickly and immediately realized that these three-eyed nomads probably didn't understand the words of the players who were guiding them, which is why they were watching the players mine when they had nothing else to do.

Because there are so many races in the world of high martial arts, each race has its own language. The City of Light was originally a human city, and even though it was rebuilt a hundred years ago, it is jointly managed by many other races. The human language is one of the mainstream languages ​​in the City of Light, and many other races learn it.

However, things are different in the wild. The nomadic tribes who often roam the wilderness are not like the nomads who live in the city. They have a hard time just to fill their stomachs, let alone have time to learn the languages ​​of other tribes.

According to Qin Mu and Luo Qi, human languages ​​are useless in the surrounding major cities. To survive in these cities, one must learn a common language, or rather, the language of one of the top races in the high-level martial arts world.

Now that Obsidian Martial Arts Academy wants to establish itself in the wild, it's quite inconvenient for players to communicate normally with the wanderers. And since he can't stay in Crimson Moon Mountain all the time, managing the wanderers who come to Crimson Moon Mountain will become very troublesome.

After exploring Chiyue Mountain for the past two days, Lin Qi found that Chiyue Mountain was a very good place.

Although Crimson Moon Mountain is not a major transportation route, it is not far from several large cities. The farthest distance is only about 300 kilometers away, and the closest one, apart from the City of Light, is the City of Ten Thousand Stars, which is more than 200 kilometers away.

In the world of high-level martial arts, there is trade between major cities. Although a distance of several hundred kilometers is not much, considering the activities of monsters in the wild, transport convoys, or smuggling vagrants, the journey will be very slow, unlike players who can roam freely.

Therefore, Red Moon Mountain, where there are not many monsters along the way, can be a good place to rest. Whether you want to sell goods from other cities or resupply and rest, Red Moon Mountain is a good choice.

If Red Moon Mountain could be developed into a transit market, it would be a huge source of income for Obsidian Martial Arts School.

Lin Qi was having a real headache about expanding the martial arts school. The investment required was roughly tens of millions of bits, and the energy ore couldn't be sold. Relying solely on the profits from Fang Zhen and the others killing a one-horned gold-devouring rat every few days, it was impossible to know when the expansion would be completed.

But if the transit market can be established, it will be a money-making machine, no less profitable than opening a trade market on the outskirts of the city. He can just sit back and wait to collect the money.

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Of course, there is a major prerequisite for creating a transit market between cities, which is the business environment.

Without a good and safe business environment, there would be no transport fleets or smuggling vagrants coming here.

The first step in building this is the accommodation environment, which requires constructing many houses. This is far from enough to rely solely on players; it is necessary to hire nomads in the wild to do so, which requires someone to manage them.

As for the safety of Chiyue Mountain, Lin Qi was not worried.

In the past two days, due to the introduction of the new "Surprising Breathing Technique," both veteran and new players have been improving at an extremely fast pace. The number of advanced apprentices has now exceeded ten, and the number of intermediate apprentices has exceeded thirty, with a total of 70 apprentices. Overall, their strength ranks among the top seventy or eighty in the major guilds in the wild.

As for him, he finally achieved the quasi-martial artist status, making him a local overlord among the nomadic people in the wilderness.

Just as Lin Qi was busy building Chiyue Mountain, a convoy arrived at the foot of Chiyue Mountain.

"Brother Flo, are you sure this is Crimson Moon Mountain?"

Inside the large transport vehicle, a burly man with four arms stared in astonishment at the area surrounded by wooden stakes, resembling a mountain stronghold. There were two large wooden gates, each over five meters high, and more than six intermediate apprentices stood there like city guards, exuding an indescribable solemnity. One by one, undocumented vagrants were being inspected as they entered Chiyue Mountain.

Flo, sitting in the car, stared dumbfounded at Crimson Moon Mountain, which had been completely empty just a few days ago.

(End of this chapter)