Ethan kicked it off with one foot.
You can occupy his other things, but not his bed!
Daji, half asleep, fell off the bed and let out a “ow” of pain.
Maybe she was too sleepy, or maybe Ethan’s bed was just too comfortable.
Daji did not get angry. She once again climbed onto Ethan’s bed, and this ti she simply burrowed into his quilt.
But nobody noticed, because of the Basic Evolution Pill, the fur on Daji’s paws had actually fallen off, and she had even grown hands and feet like a human’s.
Ethan felt sothing small crawl into his quilt.
But he was busy listing sour water for sale, so he ignored it.
[1 Sour Water: Exchange 10 spirit stones (Note: a killing tool, can be made into a acid water bomb.) Remaining: 90]
As usual, Ethan shouted once in the regional channel.
Then he checked the warehouse and found there were still 115 pieces of Nightmare Rat at, all untouched.
But he was too lazy to roast them one by one. Roasting 115 pieces would take several hours, and there was no oven. If he left them until tomorrow they would lose freshness, and he could not eat them all.
Ethan decided to sell them all.
As for the Nightmare Rat King at, which could increase magical sensing ability, of course he was unwilling to sell it.
After all, magical sensing ability would not change with freshness, so he decided to keep it in the warehouse overnight. It wouldn’t have much effect anyway.
[1 Nightmare Rat at: Exchange 10 spirit stones, Remaining 15]
[0.1 Nightmare Rat at: Exchange 1 spirit stone, Remaining 1000]
Ethan had learned sothing. There were not many players with large amounts of spirit stones.
So to squeeze money out of poor players, there was only one thod: sell small amounts many tis.
That way, those players who craved at but couldn’t afford much would still buy one or two small pieces to taste.
If it tasted good, they might buy repeatedly.
Little by little, it’s like buying lottery tickets.
Spending just two each ti, but buying one ticket every day, after a year you’d spend seven or eight hundred.
This is the low-margin, high-volu marketing strategy.
After arranging the items for sale, Ethan checked again what he could craft.
He found brewing honey wine lacked yeast, and making kerosene lamps lacked cotton and kerosene, so he put up purchase orders for them as well, so he could craft both first thing tomorrow morning.
Honey wine would be for his own drinking.
As for kerosene lamps, in this environnt they would definitely be a hot-selling product.
[Wood 10: Exchange for Yeast 10 (Remaining 1)]
[Wood 1: Exchange for Kerosene 1 (Remaining 100)]
[Wood 1: Exchange for Cotton 1 (Remaining 100)]
At present, while everyone still did not understand the use of spirit stones, the market currency was still based on wood.
So Ethan used the information gap to his advantage, directly trading wood for good items. But his common wood was also running low, so this was all he could buy for now.
He would take ti tomorrow to go to the forest and chop more wood.
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[A District, Subdistrict 1, Abbreviated A1]
It is, apart from the 7th District where Ethan is, another thousand-people district.
The whole Mist World is divided into countless subdistricts, and the 7th District where Ethan is located is only a tiny part of the Mist World.
There must be many thousand-people districts like this in the Mist World.
At this mont, the big boss of District 1.
General Shakun sat at the main seat, watching the second hand tick forward.
It would soon be midnight and the rankings would be announced. He was sure he would beco number one in this Mist World.
After all, who else had co through with an entire thousand-man warlord force like him?
The intelligence bureau had already investigated.
In the entire A District, people who had co through as whole groups like him were not many. It seed aside from one other faction and one mountain gate that crossed in together, the rest were scattered civilians.
And he, Shakun, had a nearly thousand-person team, all searching for resources for him.
Nearly a hundred people were fetching wood for him.
Hundreds were led by wilderness survival experts to explore the mist, search for treasure chests, and look for various resources for him.
Every ti a chest was found, the deputy commander leading the team would note its location.
Then he would personally go open it.
In these few days, he had opened over a hundred chests.
There were also soldiers assigned specifically to logging, and teams responsible for mining and quarrying.
Over these days he had collected many kinds of wood, Advance wood, Advance stone, and all sorts of high level materials.
Unfortunately, they had no guns, only the most primitive weapons.
Plus the army needed food and drink, and every fifty people required building a wooden hut for them to squeeze into.
If not, he could have had even more wood and raw materials. Then his house would not only be upgraded to a re stone house; he might even upgrade to a villa.
But even so, he believed that in this Mist World, no one could upgrade a grass hut to a stone house in just four days like he had.
“General!”
A deputy commander ca to General Shakun, saluted, and said, “According to the intelligence bureau’s analysis, they think the prize for first place in this ranking contest will be quite considerable.”
“Hm!”
General Shakun nodded, expression neutral.
In his mind, that first place already belonged to him.
As for that so-called considerable prize, it would only be his.
Since it was all his anyway, there was nothing to really look forward to. It was like taking money out of the bank; his mood remained flat.
“Congratulations General Shakun, for bravely taking first!”
“Congratulations General Shakun, a great victory!!”
“Long live General Shakun!”
“Long live...”
Everyone present shouted together.
Although many among them had already grown disaffected. In this mist world full of monsters, better to stick together than survive alone.
Moreover... General Shakun had said that as long as they won the ranking tournant, he could guarantee everyone’s survival.
So although they had suffered heavy losses, they had given everything for General Shakun to win.
“General.”
The deputy commander bowed his head slightly and spoke again.
General Shakun imdiately realized the deputy still had sothing to report, so he raised a hand and pressed, “Enough, quiet.”
“Yes, General!”
Everyone echoed in unison, and the stone house fell silent like a pin drop.
The deputy then continued, “General, the intelligence bureau also says...”
“After this ranking competition, they believe the rging of districts will begin.”
“So the intelligence bureau guesses that the prize for the ranking contest will very likely be a title or position related to being a manager or leader in the rged district.”
[Intelligence Bureau: the army’s dedicated analysts, responsible for collecting statents from world chat regions, and for using materials to buy players in other districts as informants, collecting intelligence from each district.]
“Hm?”
General Shakun was imdiately interested.
He was not particularly interested in other things, but power, power obsessed him, and he could not let it go.
Besides, his army had already suffered heavy losses while collecting resources for him.
He urgently needed new blood. If he could win the championship and beco the king of the new district, it would not be a bad outco.
“What else did the intelligence bureau analyze?”
General Shakun tapped the stone armrest of his throne with his finger and asked lightly.
The deputy bowed even lower and said, “Reporting to the general. They analyzed the upcoming events, and it is very likely to be a district versus district contest, or a district elimination tournant.”
“Interesting.”
Conquering was the thing General Shakun loved most in life.
If he could conquer this Mist World, then his arrival would be aningful.
[T/N: This whole arc is giving kinda Dr. Stone vibe.]
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