Xiao Ai displayed a complete value asurent system on the screen.
"As long as the shop continues to lose money, Captain will eventually stop the aningless act of opening a store!"
As for whether the trade is a loss, that’s not up to , Xiao Ai kept calculating in his heart.
"An initial investnt of one million units of Basic Currency was made, and all sales and inco from any ’Idealism’ items will be calculated nurically. How does that sound?"
"That works for ; let’s do it your way!"
With surging emotions and excitent, Wang Hao’s second venture in life finally began!
Under Xiao Ai’s arrangent, the productivity of the Planet Fortress far exceeded that of the real world, and in just a few minutes, a shop of over 200 square ters appeared before them.
A shop that sold "Desires" was essentially the neutrally chaotic "Reincarnation’s End" causing trouble, and therefore it carried a certain degree of European Cthulhu style.
Within rows of exquisite wooden cabinets, bloody trophies dissected from monsters were displayed – eyeballs, organs, fur, bones, sharp teeth, everything.
Mysterious auras slowly brewed in the space, and if a custor walked into this shop, they would occasionally feel unidentified eyes from corners watching them.
The color tone of the room was dark, with flickering oil lamps suggesting it was not the most wonderful place.
The boss’s seat was on the eastern side of the room, against the wall, on a Gaul-style noble chair.
A chanical pendulum stood in front of the wall, ticking "click-clack."
At the very center of the round table there was a Crystal Ball, with a holographic screen popping up from it displaying a number: "1000000."
Xiao Ai explained, "Your current investnt amount is one million. The unit of Basic Currency is the internal currency of ’Interstellar Civilization Xia,’ not Ti-Space Tide Energy."
Wang Hao nodded. Ti-Space Tide Energy, as a High-Level energy source, was indeed too vast a unit. He didn’t want to waste such high-level energy for no reason.
Therefore, the internal currency of interstellar civilization was more appropriate.
"Any consumption you make here will result in a change to your funds."
"In Interstellar Civilization Xia, everyday necessities are distributed as needed. Therefore, ordinary consumables like oil for lamps and water are free of charge; you may use as much as you like."
"Oh, oh, the distribution thod of Interstellar Civilization is similar to communism, that’s nice."
"But additional non-essential items must be converted into Basic Currency."
"The Blue Wind Coffee III on the table, containing mysterious elents, has the effect of stimulating nerves, stabilizing mood, and maintaining a happy state. Since it’s grown in the botanical garden, it’s cheap to produce, costing you 5 yuan per portion."
"Ordinary coffee is available free of charge, but it doesn’t have any special effects."
"The Monkey-picked Tea from the Mountain and Sea Realm can now be mass-produced in the botanical garden, 15 yuan per portion."
"The exotic fruit from the Mountain and Sea Realm can also be cultivated, 21 yuan per portion."
"Non-renewable F-grade ’Idealism’ items typically range from 5,000 to 10,000 yuan, and non-renewable E-grade ’Idealism’ items range from 10,000 to 30,000 yuan..."
Xiao Ai rattled off a long string of prices at a rapid pace, enough to raise goosebumps on anyone listening.
Wang Hao seriously suspected that the artificial intelligence was causing trouble on purpose, keeping such a clear account for what?
The entire planet is mine!
But he found no reason to refute it, as Xiao Ai was always thinking about saving humanity and couldn’t wait for old Wang to go bankrupt and then activate the Star Annihilation Cannon for combat.
Moreover, without any restrictions, the ga would also be boring.
"Alright, I’ll leave the pricing to you, and I agree to everything as long as the prices are reasonable. But how do I recruit custors?"
"Through this Crystal Ball, you can randomly select a lucky person to visit the shop, provided that they are willing," Xiao Ai said coldly.
"Captain, to minimize trouble, it would be best to wear a disguise mask, which Xia Ai offers for free."
Wang Hao didn’t know what he looked like in the ga, but he imdiately put on the free accessory.
Gently caressing the rcury sphere.
"Draw our first custor. A regular person will do; let’s not have any heroes show up."
Xiao Ai also put on a mask, which wasn’t as pretty as before, but it was passable.
As for drawing a lucky person, Xiao Ai was powerless, for it was a core ability of "Reincarnation’s End" and part of the Captain’s will—she couldn’t interfere.
...
...
A flash of light passed through the Crystal Ball.
Almost simultaneously, the door was knocked "thunk, thunk, thunk."
Footsteps sounded from afar.
"Co in."
Wang Hao scrutinized his first custor seriously, a young man around twenty-four or twenty-five years old, with a "normal person" tag, black hair and yellow skin, bloodshot eyes, a scruffy beard, and appeared to be in very poor condition.
Perhaps this custor had not taken care of himself for a long ti.
His rough hands and strong arms suggested that his usual work involved physical labor.
With a hint of nervousness, he too looked around.
"This place is..." His instincts made him wary as he saw the flickering oil lamp in the corner.
He spoke a language that was not from Great Xia Country.
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