I became a god by treasure hunting after arriving 500 years early Chapter 1197 - 688: Age of Great Development!

"Ancient Bloodline... can enhance racial value, alter one’s own bloodline..."

"Can even the bones of Ancient Clan mbers be sold?"

"Exotic flora and fauna from the First Epoch... the prices seem quite reasonable." The plaza was bustling, as lively as a market.

It’s quite normal. With tens of thousands of civilizations in the Ruins of Buzhou, even if each civilization only shelves ten types of goods, there would be hundreds of thousands in quantity.

Moreover, after a war ends, so supplies are excessive in quantity, and instead of using them all yourself, it’s better to sell them off.

Besides that, there’s even a trend for commodity prices!

Just like the stock market trend, fluctuating around the value center.

As long as there’s Spirit Essence, conventional materials like Black Iron, Mountain Copper, and Mithril can be purchased in mass quantities!

Of course, you can also sell them here in bulk.

From a long-term perspective, prices of non-renewable resources will gradually rise, while renewable resources will remain relatively stable.

However, occasionally, there might be "Extraordinary Material substitution," causing significant price fluctuations, which depend on research capability and the smooth flow of information. The Trading Market does not prohibit small-scale speculative activities.

Nearby, there’s a large warehouse guarded by hundreds of High-level Insect Clan mbers, with robots bustling in and out, storing goods in delicate glass cases.

Transporting supplies costs money, though not much at once, over ti it accumulates into a huge expense.

Only upon confirming a trade, will the Immortal Palace facilitate the teleportation.

To produce these exhibition screens, the Lanpeng Civilization really put in a lot of effort.

Anyway, they’re not developing further, and idle human resources are better spent perfecting these things.

anwhile, the Northern Territory and the Ruins of Buzhou, two even larger mist spaces, are naturally masterpieces completed by Turtle Artisan Grandmaster Turtle Refiner and Alien Artisan Kosi together.

The temple’s core function, "Divine Skill vending," also gets a nice corner space.

Direct contact between the Ruins of Buzhou and the Northern Territory is prohibited; only the shelving of goods is allowed.

Moreover, goods like weapons are currently not allowed to be shelved, to maintain the peace and stability of the Northern Territory!

Additionally, this cross-space Trading Market has little to do with Green Grass City, that is, Human Civilization, the turnover within is just too massive, even a 1% or 2% commission exceeds the capacity of a Fourth-level Civilization.

One should only bite off as much as they can chew.

Currently, indeed, humans are not worthy!

Even Mr. Lao Mao, who cares most about human developnt, thinks so. Privately, he complained to the Immortal Palace Strange People: "Alas, the wealth amassed from this war is already an imnsely significant fortune for humans."

"The prestige and strength of humans are not worthy of bearing even greater wealth."

"The causality of this is too enormous..."

"Therefore, letting the Alien Assistance Foundation handle this matter is more secure..."

The Immortal Palace Strange People all showed joyful expressions: "Finally, we can influence the world once again."

"Thanks to the Pangu Continent... thanks to Lu Yuan and Human Civilization’s efforts."

"No, don’t let down your guard, this is still only the first step in a long march..." Although the large Crystal Man said this aloud, its heart was trendously excited, with bits of crystal flaking off its body surface.

Yes, without realizing it, the Alien Assistance Foundation established by Lu Yuan had beco a formidable force.

With Ancient Insects, Turtle-man, Immortal Palace Strange People, and a few Demons, regardless of prestige, combat power, or wealth, it is enough to make the surrounding civilizations convinced!

Thus, the first wave of transactions between the two parties officially begins!

With the bustling crowd, a large number of goods are continuously transported to the warehouse position of the temple.

Robots are busy, with transfer Light Balls flaring up one by one, goods disappearing, amid lively human voices.

Soon, a civilization eager to try spent 1 Spirit Essence to buy a piece of Ancient Races’ at.

Only to see that piece of at, as solid as reinforced concrete, with faint blood vessels wriggling. It was soaked in nutrient fluid, preserved to perfection.

"Oh?" Exclamations of surprise burst out at the scene.

This was unprecedentedly lively!

High-quality unique products can be easily sold, no longer lacking buyers.

But raw materials with no technical content may sell only at low prices, or might not sell at all... after all, everyone’s money isn’t blown in by the wind, even civilizations in the Ruins of Buzhou earned a windfall through war, but at the cost of lives!

"Chief... what should we buy? I see so high-tech equipnt isn’t priced too high, and so decommissioned production lines can be modified for use..."

"Our civilization’s National Treasury is empty, we have to sell our goods before we can buy. Alas, let’s wait."

The Snow Sheep Clan gazed longingly at the bustling scene.

They felt slightly anxious, transporting 10 tons of wool resources to the market for sale.

The number of competitors was substantial, with their old rivals, the Yak Clan, having larger bodies, producing more hair, and having a larger population, naturally able to engage in price wars.

[Please enter the price you want to sell at.] The Light Ball in front emitted a prompt sound.

The old chief’s finger trembled as he input several numbers.

"Chief, can we sell at this price? Isn’t it a bit high?" Worried clansn pondered, since humans left, their inventory had been increasing, and life wasn’t easy.

"Any lower, and it’s a giveaway."

"Don’t worry, our investnt in research and developnt won’t go to waste! We must have faith!"