Chapter 277 The End of the World? The European Emperor and his anonymous player boss (8)
The end of the world? The European emperor and his anonymous gamer boss (XVIII)
Lance is collecting materials.
He used his advantage to constantly look for suitable players in the chat room to make deals - as a system, he did not need to stare at the chat room like a human being and could instantly filter out the information he wanted.
He is fully capable of contacting the other party directly the moment someone sends a transaction information, with basically no mistakes.
So in the short five hours that Song Ning entered the secret realm, Lance had repeatedly traded things he didn't originally intend to take, and not only did the number of things not decrease, but it actually increased a lot.
What he exchanged the most were actually water and bread, which Lance needed the least.
These two items were almost too much for Lance, who had entered the novice dungeon twice, but for more people, they were the items they prioritized exchanging.
"Five portions of bread and one portion of water in exchange for these ingredients. Do you want to trade?"
Lance found another suitable trader.
The other party didn't expect that there would be someone willing to exchange these useless materials for the most useful clean water and bread, so he hurriedly proposed a deal.
After he accepted the item, he noticed the other party’s ID—it was the guy who kindly reminded them to complete the novice mission early!
He was stunned for a second, then quickly sent a private message to the other party to express his gratitude.
"Hello, sir. My name is Dashi. Actually, I made up my mind to enter the dungeon after seeing your reminder. I finally found a bed in the dungeon, and that's how I was able to complete the shelter mission. Thank you so much. If it weren't for your reminder, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare to do the mission now."
Lance was a little surprised, but he replied anyway.
"No, it's your own courage, it has nothing to do with me."
Seeing that the boss was not taking any credit at all, Dashi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly gritted his teeth and said another sentence.
"No, this is all thanks to you, Boss. If it weren't for you, I would definitely not have done that mission. I know that myself. And Boss, don't you like to read the chat room? Recently, there is someone who wants the same materials as you. Not only did he offer a very low price, but he also kept slandering you in the chat room. Now many people believe him and decided not to bother with the novice mission."
Lance paused while organizing the materials.
"Oh?"
Seeing that the boss seemed to be eager to understand, Dashi hurriedly explained in detail.
"It's a man called something like Gongzi. It seems like there's some kind of united organization behind him. They seem to be quite powerful and wealthy. If you hadn't privately messaged me and said you were willing to exchange these supplies, I might have gone to trade with them. They also exchanged water and bread for these supplies, but the price they offered was very low. They were only willing to give one piece of bread. They wanted fifty materials to exchange for a bottle of water."
How could anyone be so nice as the big boss? I exchanged five loaves of bread and a bottle of water for fifty materials from him. This is really generous.
It was because of the exchange and seeing the boss's ID that Oishi felt that the group of people might not be good people.
If those people really meant well to remind everyone, then why are their behavior so different from those of the big guys they accused of having bad intentions?
Although Oishi doesn't like to use his brain, he is not really stupid.
Those people said that ordinary people could not complete the tasks and did not have to do them, but at the same time they were frantically collecting things in the chat hall.
If they really didn't have to worry about the mission, then why would these people collect so many things?
And they are offering such a low price, which obviously shows that there is something wrong with them.
It was just as he thought, the Son of the World and his mistress.
The indifference at the beginning was shattered, and the bottom of Lance's eyes seemed as if the surface of a lake was gradually freezing and turning into blue ice.
“So are there many people trading with them?”
Lance twisted the material in his hands.
Dashi was stunned for a moment and scratched the back of his head.
"This, should be quite a lot, right? Sometimes I would take a look, and then I would see some people who were originally shouting to sell materials, but they stopped shouting after a while. I also didn't see anyone else collecting materials except you and them. After all, these can be obtained by killing treasure chest guardian beasts. Even if many people are useful, they will probably choose to work hard to kill two more to make up for the loss. After all, they can get treasure chests this way. Who would exchange materials for these useless things?"
After saying that, he immediately slapped himself in the face.
"I'm not going to say what you mean..."
"It doesn't matter."
Lance's brows gradually frowned. He just flipped through the data monitoring records.
It was indeed as this person said, the mistress of the Son of the World had been buying up these things, and not only had she been discrediting him in the chat room without leaving any room for it.
In addition to the transaction information in the chat hall, there were actually quite a few people who started attacking me, and some unreasonable demands and insults filled the entire screen.
He thought these people would learn their lesson and keep quiet.
Lance's breathing became a little heavier. He didn't really care about these things, but he just thought of a question.
Song Ning knew his ID, so could it be that these insults affected the impression of him in Song Ning's mind?
Otherwise, he had already felt that there was some closeness between them, so why did Song Ning suddenly distance himself from him?
It looks like we can't just leave it alone.
Lance looked at the familiar ID flashing on the screen with a blank expression, "I see, thank you for telling me this, I still need a lot of materials, if you still have some, you can continue to trade with me."
Dashi didn't expect to hear the boss say thank you, and he was suddenly flattered.
"No, no, no, no need to thank my boss, this is what I should do."
Lance stopped being polite with him, interrupted the conversation and started paying attention to the chat room.
Just as this person said, the mistress of the Son of the World was purchasing supplies while occasionally fanning the flames.
For example, now.
[Can't this novice mission be closed? I really feel annoyed when I see it. Every time I see it, I think of what Wu Ba said. We are all human beings, so why does he have to scare us? We are alive and well, so we just need to wait here for the police to rescue us, and we don't need to do those stupid missions, right? What on earth is he thinking? He actually wants us to fight those monsters. Isn't that asking us to die? ]
Just a few seconds after this sentence was uttered, the mistress of the Son of the World immediately echoed it.
[Isn't it? People like that are just maggots in the dark, and they can't bear to see everyone get better. I think he just wants to pretend to be a great person and want everyone to admire him and praise him. These are real lives, but he really doesn't care at all. Why should ordinary people be allowed to die? Ordinary people should wait for other capable people to rescue them.]
A group of people echoed his words. Lance's eyes were cold and he slowly sent a message.
[Really? Then Mr. Mo, who has acquired so many supplies, must be a very capable person. Why don't you go and save that ordinary person just now? ]