Chapter 22 The Importance of the Fire

"Since people look down on us at all, don't bother, set a price of 480 wood, and produce wooden bows every day."

"The blueprints require more quantities, and you still need to go out and hunt wild beasts."

Xu Zhiqiang looked at the wooden bow with a price of 510 hanging high in the mall with fighting intent in his eyes.

"Then I'll let you see what I, Xu Zhiqiang, can do."

"Since you dare to directly reduce the gap and let us develop, then I'm sorry."

"What a three-generation poor man, so confident."

Luo Xinghe shut down the mall in boredom, he felt that these people were simply unnecessary.

But don't blame them, after all, they don't know how much wood is needed to reach the third level of manufacturing tables, and even think that it is easy to achieve the second level of manufacturing tables.

If Luo Xinghe's guess is correct, the chance of materials coming out of the bronze treasure chest will become less and less. The purpose of the mist world is to let people learn to face danger and learn the importance of collective.

Instead of looking for weak animals to kill.

The first-level manufacturing table can only produce wooden blocks, and a wooden block costs 30 wood.

They never imagined that although the second-level manufacturing table can make wooden boards, it actually requires 30 wood blocks, so the price of a wood block is 900 wood.

This is not a quantity that can be caught up in a short time.

Do you think that owning a first-level manufacturing table can make waves?When they reach the second level, they will know how stupid they are.

Now that he has provoked himself, there are still methods waiting for him.

When Luo Xinghe walked outside, Grandma Qiao happened to be sitting on the steps of the wooden house, and said with a smile, "Brother Luo, have you rested?"

"Well, Grandma Qiao, is your stronghold deserted..."

Grandma Qiao said while she was weaving animal skins.

"Yeah, we people just get together to keep warm. This world is too dangerous."

"Then how far are you people from the nearest stronghold here?"

Grandma Qiao stopped what she was doing and said, "Brother means..."

"I want to borrow the nearest stronghold, I have something to do."

Grandma Qiao shrugged her shoulders and said, "This may not be possible. All of us are concentrated in Brother Can's wooden house..."

Luo Xinghe turned pale with shock, stood up suddenly and said: "You mean, you can move the base?"

"Isn't the stronghold fixed in place?"

"Well...after the fire is extinguished, your mind will remind you that your stronghold has been implanted in your body."

Grandma Qiao said hesitantly: "But... without the existence of the fire, the mist will engulf you, and the inside is invisible to the naked eye, which is quite dangerous."

Luo Xinghe suddenly realized...

Therefore, this is the reason why the location of the stronghold will be exposed after the murder.

Brother Hong's stronghold was not destroyed, but no one added firewood for the flames to burn.

But it's only been two days, so I still have Brother Hong's stronghold in my mind.

And once the stronghold was destroyed, even if brother Hong was killed, he would not be able to find the place where he kept his food. Of course, that was the prerequisite for him to survive in the mist.

So after the fire is extinguished, you can completely abandon the cabin and go to someone else's fire.

Because your stronghold at this time is your body.

Luo Xinghe patted his forehead and said: "I should have thought of it a long time ago... Sigh."

Luo Xinghe hurried back to the wooden house, staring at the mall list in a daze.

"The Fog World encourages people to develop collectively. Naturally, it is impossible to set the stronghold in the thatched cottage, but to follow the human body."

"The reason why the mall transactions automatically come to my log cabin for storage is because my fire has never been extinguished."

"If this is the case, someone wants to establish a stronghold to trade in the mall?"

"So, the fire pile can produce itself."

"This fire is not only to expand its own territory, but also to re-use the key to the mall for those who were destroyed by the fire in the first place."

"No wonder a fire is so expensive..."

"There is no hint for this special code, I am!"

"So the initial fire can't be moved, but the produced fire can even go to the place you like and ignite it to form a stronghold."

"I'm still thinking, what if some people live in the desert? That's how it is."

"Then there may be fire piles in higher-level treasure chests."

Luo Xinghe laughed happily.

"This group of people still want to fight with me...see if I don't beat you to pieces."

"I, Luo Xinghe, will be the number one consortium in the foggy world."

It seems that Luo Xinghe is very confident about the mall battle.

The situation in the mall is surging, not only the Tianqiang Group is acting, but at the same time, more than 30 nicknames are following the action, and even more and more.

The sale of the wooden bow is no longer within Luo Xinghe's control.

Of course, these people didn't cut prices too much, and the quantity was far from enough, and the market couldn't be saturated.

The population of the Fog World gathers the human beings of the entire fourth universe, and it is common to have a few trillions or tens of trillions.

As for basic long-range weapons such as wooden bows, everyone will prepare one. After all, if you want to kill wild beasts, long-range attacks are the kingly way.

So even though Luo Xinghe priced the bows at 510, the wooden bows were still being sold.

Except for those who really understand business, they don't understand the changes in the mall at all. They just think that three generations of poor people are really rich.

I don't intend to compete with them on price at all.

People disdain.

This wave of operations has made the nickname "Three Generations of Poor People" even more famous.

World Channel is still discussing the issue of the mall.

"The Sanqiong boss just ignored Xiao Xiami, he is very confident."

"Indeed, people like Tianqiang Group and those who traded cats were also dumbfounded."

"It's all their fault for making trouble. The price of wooden bows and arrows has risen a bit."

"Selling so few bows every day, what's the use of a dozen arrows?"

"If you can save a little bit, it's a little bit. 30 wood is a tree."

"Damn, these black-hearted capitalists don't know how much the price increase has been mentioned. I feel that a wooden bow can be made with only a dozen or so wood."

"In the future, I will also make wooden bows to make money."

"Three poor men, why don't you donate to everyone when you are so rich? We can't survive."

"That's right, I almost vomited from eating wild fruits and vegetables every day."

At this time, Luo Xinghe was slowly holding sliced ​​bread, spreading jam on it, and eating happily.

Sometimes, the gap between people is bigger than the gap between people and dogs.

Luo Xinghe burned a bowl of instant noodles, and the aroma gradually spread, and everyone outside the door couldn't help but twitch their noses, they haven't eaten instant noodles for a long time.

"Small sister... I want to eat instant noodles."

The little girl pitifully bit her finger, staring blankly at Luo Xinghe's wooden house.

Sun Xiaoru paused for a while while cooking the barbecue. To be honest, she also wanted to eat...

Instant noodles, bread, and various seasonings all need to open the treasure chest to have a chance to get them. People like this kind of food are reluctant to eat, and they must be exchanged for some daily necessities in the mall.

(End of this chapter)

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