Cthulhu Corrosion: Another World Rescue Plan

The breakfast stall was a great success, earning a lot of holy coins and ore.

Peeta was an honest child, and he did a good job collecting money, not taking anything short of money or being greedy.

The cat at the front desk of Wushanju put the ore into his backpack and submitted it to the system, and then took out two milk puddings and the soft bread that had been agreed upon and stuffed them into Peeta's pockets: "Is there a place in the village that sells ore?"

"Yes, it's right next to it! I'll take you there!" Peeta took the pudding and bread, and carefully and cherishedly stuffed them into the simple backpack he was carrying, which was made of monster skin. He was already used to her "miracle" of making things out of nothing and then making them disappear, and he worshipped this "god of bread" even more.

There are many gods in this world, and the beliefs are diverse. Even though the God of Light is strict in governing beliefs, it cannot stop people in small places from occasionally developing other beliefs. If there is no rain, they pray to the God of the Sea for rain. If the plants do not grow well, they chant the Tree of Life. If they are unlucky, they buy some gifts to worship the Goddess of Fate... On this vast land, people are all trying their best to live.

Occasionally, new gods are born and collect beliefs everywhere. At this time, the first batch of believers obtained by the new gods are always favored by the gods. Even if they cannot become believers of the gods, they will be blessed in the future if they sell well.

Therefore, Peeta, the guide, is more attentive.

He quickly took the cat at the front desk of Wushanju to the ore exchange next to the mine. Behind the exchange is the place where the mine produces and stores ore. It is very convenient with a shop in front and a factory in the back.

"The mine belongs to the church and is managed by Father Sykes, but the priest has the church to look after, so he entrusted the ore exchange to Tunas, the son of the village chief. The priest only comes to inspect once a month to check the accounts and collect the money. Our village is not on the fixed trade route of the big caravan, and only some scattered peddlers come, so the business is not very good.

If there are no peddlers coming and the ore cannot be sold, Tunas will organize the strongest young people in the village to transport the ore to the surrounding towns for sale."

On the way, Peeta whispered to the cat at the front desk of Wushanju: "You just need to say that you are a peddler who comes to buy ore. Tunas is worried that there are no merchants to buy ore recently!"

-I see, it is a monopoly industry, but it can be turned into a buyer's market. It seems that the Church of Light is not very good.

The cat at the front desk of Wushanju knew what was going on, reached out and touched Peeta's furry short hair, and walked into the ore exchange.

As soon as she pushed the door open a crack, she heard a sigh from inside: "No merchants come this month... We have to pay the priest at the end of the month. If this continues, we will lose all our property in a few months!"

"It seems that we have to organize a caravan again, but there are many dangers along the way. The last time we went to trade, three young men died and eight were injured, which caused a great blow to the village." Another voice said.

"What about hiring extraordinary people as guards?"

"It costs too much, and there are no extraordinary people to hire in the village! Hey, if the Holy Son was still in the church, he would clean up the monsters, and there wouldn't be so many dangers on the road!"

"Hush, are you going to die if you say this?!"

——Is it a plot? !

The cat's eyes at the front desk of Wushanju flashed, and after waiting for a while without hearing any new dialogue, he pushed the door open.

"Welcome! Welcome!" The two exchange employees who were chatting behind the counter stood up suddenly and greeted hurriedly: "I haven't seen you before... Are you a new merchant in the village?"

"Yes." The cat at the front desk of Wushanju said calmly, "I want to buy ore. How much?"

"1kg 600 Saint Coins."

"It's too expensive, 1kg 400 Saint Coins." The cat at the front desk of Wushanju decisively bargained.