Chapter 122 Auction House, a Profitable Business (Subscription Request)
Inside the city.

Like a combination of ancient and modern times, the buildings here are a bit strange. There are stalls on both sides of the street. The stall owners put the items they want to sell on the shelves. If there are too many or too large items to put on the shelves, they will just use a piece of paper instead.

There were many people coming and going on the street. Some players were alone, while others were with their families. They had different appearances, and from time to time, there were well-equipped warriors patrolling by.

"Three thousand beef cattle, don't miss them if you pass by."

"Silver-level weapons are on sale now. Quantity is limited, first come first served."

"The number of flying monster swift eagle eggs is limited, so come quickly if you are interested."

"Coordinates of the plane fragment, there are three medium-sized blood crystal veins inside, the speed you want."

"Two thousand native barbarians, who have never accepted any faith and only accepted exchange with the orcs"

There were noisy hawking sounds coming from both sides of the street. Every stall owner was promoting his or her own goods. There were all kinds of goods for sale, and the variety of goods was so dazzling that it was impossible to choose.

The buyer and the stall owner were negotiating the price intensely. Without the time constraints of the City of Gods, both sides became patient and could even negotiate for an hour or two over a slight price fluctuation.

There are three areas: the stall area is located on the periphery, the entertainment area is located on the inner periphery, and the auction house is located in the core.

Normal players are usually active in the periphery, where things are cheaper and more in line with their current strength, so they can all use them.

The items in the auction house are relatively high-end, and only players with stronger strength will go there.

As for the pleasure areas, there are generally two types of people who go there, either those who are extremely casual and go there to drink and relax, or those who are a bit perverted.

When this market was first established, there were only two areas: the stall area and the auction area. There was no plan to create an entertainment area.

As more and more players came, after collecting many opinions, they set up a special entertainment area, and then it became more and more perverted.

There are too many races in this world.

When the number increases, it is inevitable that some strange races will appear.

Inside the auction house.

The entire auction house covers a large area and can accommodate tens of thousands of people.

At the innermost part is the auction podium, and opposite the podium are half-moon-shaped stepped seats.

The beautiful fox auctioneer with a beautiful face, charming figure and alluring charm stood on the podium and finalized each auction with a delicate voice.

"The next auction item is one of the most valuable items provided by the auction house organizer, the magic cannon."

The fox auctioneer slowly introduced the goods: "The cannon forged by dwarves uses magic crystals as fuel. Under normal conditions, it can launch elemental attacks equivalent to those of a fifth-level magician. Under overload conditions, the power of the cannon can be increased to the sixth level. Whether it is used to defend a city or attack a city, it has an effect beyond imagination. Compared to training magicians, the magic cannon is undoubtedly the best choice."

Four burly orcs struggled to carry up the magic cannon that had been modified twice and had a barrel that was two meters long.

bang bang bang-

As they moved, there was a dull sound of footsteps, which instead of scaring the audience, made them even more enthusiastic.

"Fuck, a magic cannon. Someone has made this thing and is selling it. This is too awesome!"

"Mad, buy two and I'll see who dares to mess with me and blow them all to pieces."

"Sixth-rank magician, tsk tsk, I don't even have a sixth-rank magician now."

For a cannon, heavy is beauty and big is power.

Ordinary dwarf artillery is not even as thick as the arm of an orc warrior, so it has little power. There is no need to try the cannon in front of you, it is powerful just by looking at it.

"There are twelve magic cannons in total. Due to the special request of the customer, we will not accept divine energy in this round of auction."

As he spoke, the fox auctioneer said loudly: "Now we begin the auction of the first magic cannon. The starting price is one hundred low-grade blood crystals."

There are quite a few guests below. After all, auctions are not held every day, so sometimes they have to make special arrangements to come here in order to attend the auction.

Someone was about to join the auction, but was stunned when he heard the words of the fox auctioneer.

"Fuck, there are still people who don't want the divine source these days."

"Big guys don't lack divine resources, and the natural growth is enough."

"Hurry up and change it to blood crystal stone, it's really troublesome."

There were also extremely wealthy players who simply shouted out, "One hundred thousand low-grade blood crystals." Immediately, someone nearby helped raise the sign.

"It's not easy to come out here, and time is precious, so don't waste everyone's time."

One player muttered, not interested in slowly raising the price, and directly raised the value to the price range of the magic cannon: "One hundred thousand medium-grade blood crystals."

"Really rich, 120,000 middle-grade blood crystals."

"130,000 medium-grade blood crystals."

"Everyone, that's enough. There are still eleven more doors to go, and 140,000 middle-grade blood crystals."

Looking at the numbers that soared all of a sudden, some players kept their mouths shut.

So rich!

Hundreds of thousands of mid-grade blood crystals, when converted into divine sources, would equal tens of thousands of units.

Unlike the divine source which can be accumulated by believers, blood crystals have to be mined by oneself.

Moreover, medium-quality blood crystal stones cannot be mined from small veins. Only medium-sized veins have a chance of being mined.

They could still come up with tens of thousands of Divine Sources by gritting their teeth, but hundreds of thousands of mid-grade blood crystals would require some real strength.

"One hundred and fourteen thousand middle-grade blood crystals once."

"One hundred and fourteen thousand middle-grade blood crystals twice."

"One hundred and fourteen thousand middle-grade blood crystals three times."

boom--

The wooden hammer hit the ground heavily, making a crisp sound. The beautiful fox man smiled and said, "Congratulations to customer number 327 for successfully bidding on the first magic cannon."

"The second magic cannon auction is now open."

Soon, the twelve magic cannons were sold out. On average, each cannon cost 150,000 medium-grade blood crystals. This was mainly because some players brought back huge sums of money, which caused the prices of the next few cannons to increase a lot.

"The next auction item is the Dragon Blood Potion."

In order to prevent someone from not understanding the effect, the fox auctioneer continued to explain: "The Dragon Blood Potion is an epic potion. After taking it, there is a chance that the dragon bloodline will be awakened. And even if the awakening fails, it doesn't matter. The Dragon Blood Potion also has the effect of strengthening the body and can remove impurities remaining in the body."

"Auction by bundle, five bottles per bundle, starting price 100 Shenyuan."

"1000 divine sources."

"2000 divine sources."

"Everyone, please give me some face. 3000 Divine Sources."

"Who do you think you are? You asked me to give you face, 5000 divine sources."

The auction is in full swing.

the other side.

The center of the city is still that big courtyard.

The two sat on the stone bench, savoring the fine wine produced by the elves. They were the members of Bloody Dawn who had been rotated here to take charge of the trading market, "Eternal Night" and "Teacher".

"Fuck, a cannon costs hundreds of thousands of mid-grade blood crystals. This business is too profitable!"

Although they were sitting here, the two of them were still paying attention to important places in the city, such as the auction house.

When the teacher saw that a magic cannon was sold for hundreds of thousands of blood crystals, he could no longer hold back. A cannon that cost tens of thousands of blood crystals was actually sold for five times the price.

“You think research doesn’t cost money?”

Su Xingyu rolled his eyes at him, then said, "Besides, when it comes to making money, the pharmacist is much better than me. He just moves his fingers and someone sends the materials over. He doesn't have to pay anything and the money is in his hands."

teacher:"."

Looking at Su Xingyu, the teacher was speechless. Can you be a little shameless? You, a mainstream player, are comparing your earning ability with professional players. Why don't you let him compare your military strength?

"You guy."

The teacher shook his head, took out a bottle of fine wine, and poured a glass for Su Xingyu: "Just tell me what you want to say. It's fine that you took it out to attract attention the first time, but now you're selling it. Have you developed more powerful cannons? When can you give me a few? I feel that the city walls are not very reliable now. They can't stop the attack at all. Cannons are needed."

Su Xingyu smiled, drank the wine in one gulp, then looked at him again, and the teacher poured him another glass.

Picking up the wine glass and turning it around, Su Xingyu smiled and said, "We have researched it, but it is too difficult to produce, and we can't produce much in a short period of time. If you want, I can make a few for you to play with, but forget about purchasing in large quantities."

Many years have passed since he obtained the design of the "Magic Cannon".

After absorbing the dwarves' heritage and going through the trial and error of the "qualifying match benefits", the Night Tribe finally came up with an epic magic cannon some time ago.

However, the production capacity is not high. Even if the Night Tribe tries its best, the output is only five doors a month.

Too little.

Compared to Su Xingyu's idea of ​​equipping each city with dozens of gates, five gates a month, it is still unknown how long it will take.

They can’t even take care of their own business, let alone selling to other countries.

It would be possible to move a few doors out.

However, for normal players, not even for the top 100 players, a few magic cannons with normal firepower of level 6 and overload power of level 7 are rare treasures and can be used as trump cards.

But for the person in front of him, a few magic cannons are just for fun.

Players who can join Bloody Dawn either have a special skill or are extremely powerful.

It is true that the teacher’s strength is not as good as his, but after this period of development, a few seventh-level elemental strikes are really just toys for him.

Cannons are either extremely powerful and can kill everyone with one shot, or they are numerous enough to provide comprehensive firepower, otherwise they are useless.

"If we can't mass produce it, forget it."

When the teacher heard this, he was a little disappointed and quickly poured himself a glass of wine.

"After a while, I should be able to trade it."

After turning the skewers over and adding some seasoning, Su Xingyu smiled.

The two of them drank wine and ate the skewers of meat they had grilled themselves, having a very enjoyable time.

"I can get a lot of money from this trading market every month. It is quite profitable, but it is a bit troublesome and someone has to watch over me."

Through their strong publicity, painstaking management and excellent reputation, there are now about 30,000 permanent players in this trading market. Not to mention their individual sales income, the taxes collected from the players' stalls alone are a huge sum of money.

Even if this huge sum of money is divided into ten parts, it is still a considerable amount.

The initial investment was recovered in two dividends.

"If you don't watch them, they won't behave themselves." Su Xingyu said with a smile.

People always have a lucky mentality.

Even though everyone has issued warnings again and again, there are still players who choose to take risks, either to get something for free or to evade taxes. Some are even more outrageous and want to directly provoke the players here to rob the rich and help the poor.

The members of Bloody Dawn take different measures for players with different behaviors. For minor offenses, they will be asked to pay more fines. For serious offenses, they will be directly beaten to eternal sleep and their tribes will be taken as compensation.

Sometimes, for a transaction worth only a few thousand divine sources, they would have to send hundreds of thousands of soldiers to invade, and the army alone would consume more than a few thousand divine sources.

From a cost perspective, it's not worth it.

But from the perspective of developing a trading market, it is a necessary behavior.

It is precisely because of this practice that this trading market has grown to its current scale.

No matter what the players who trade here nowadays think in their hearts, at least they appear to be well-behaved on the surface.

Because the painful experiences of others have told them that the people behind this trading market really cannot deal with all the troublemakers, but they can definitely deal with the first few who stand out.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that someone is watching.

If no one is watching, these daring guys are bound to cause trouble.

"Ugh."

The teacher sighed.

"Why are you sighing? Drink, drink. After drinking, you still have to work."

Su Xingyu raised his glass, clinked it with the teacher's, and then stabbed him in the heart.

That’s right, even here, the two still need to work.

After all, the incarnation of divine power has come, but the real body is still in the tribe.

There is no shortage of government affairs that need to be dealt with.

As for why the incarnation of divine power also needs to eat and drink?
Of course, it’s because it tastes good.

Not needing to eat or drink doesn’t mean you can’t eat or drink.

"Stop talking. The more you talk, the more uncomfortable I feel."

The teacher's eyes suddenly became depressed. "You said I needed to work before, managing this and that, that was fine, but now I have become a god, but I still live the same life. And there are more things to do. I used to manage a few classes, but now I have to manage millions of people."

"."

As soon as these words were spoken, Su Xingyu was also silent.

He had felt this way a long time ago.

Why, as a god, I have to work every day and often work overtime until late at night.

The two looked at each other and sighed in their hearts.

In fact, the answer to this question is also very simple.

They want to be stronger, to go faster and further than everyone else.

Let’s put it this way, even if they just lie down now and develop in their own plane, becoming true gods is a foregone conclusion.

But what they pursue is not the true God.

After drinking for a while, the two returned to their respective rooms, leaving some of their attention to the market and focusing their main energy on this plane.

(End of this chapter)