Conquering alien worlds starts from the game

December 08th, earth time, 30:[-] p.m. online peak time, [-] p.m. time in another world.

Outside the west gate of Inadoli, more and more undead appeared—except for the players with regular monster spawning teams and the gold diggers who were obsessed with gold farming, many players were attracted by the pre-quests on the battlefield.

"I rely on the Hulu!" The player who was doing the brick-moving task (expanding the prisoner camp) in the camp saw someone passing by with the iconic woven bag, and pulled the corner of his companion's clothes in surprise, "Look, look! , Boss Oluga is also here!"

"Eh? Really?" The companion was shocked, "Didn't the big brother Ouhulu never do popular tasks, this time he is so flattering?"

"Who is that person with the big brother Oluga?" Someone asked curiously.

"Boss Orange Cat, you don't even know him, the number one local tyrant among the old players, he has tried all the best equipment in the server!"

"Only the number one local tyrant can be friends with the Oluga tycoon. Is this the world of the strong?"

"They also brought NPCs with them, the first player caravan in the whole server, it must be awesome!"

A miniature caravan composed of two players, four hired NPCs, and two one-horned gray horse-drawn carriages walked past the front of the camp, and the leader of the caravan showed a bright smile... At that time, he wanted to have fun, but it has been hard enough to hold back until now.

"Master Wang has finally called. Our business can be seen as bright as the clouds, right?" An orange cat said happily, "Finally, we don't have to sneak around and hide."

The beluga has no expression on its face.

The owner of the orange cat has long been used to this guy's words like gold, and he doesn't care if the otterhound responds, and just keeps chattering over there...

As the initiator of the first player caravan in the whole server, Boss Orange Cat’s game experience during this time can be said to be quite unfriendly—the setting of their undead race is too fucked up, and they have to go around even though they are playing a business model Walking around the village, choosing a trading location, hiding in the wild secretly, and letting NPC employees sneak around like a thief selling stolen goods to find someone to trade, it is very painful.

Of course, running around the map is still very interesting. It is much more interesting than self-driving tours, picnics and camping in reality. The orange cat boss who meets wild boars and jackals in the wilderness can also show off his power and play a game of super high-level authenticity. The hunting game (he can also get a sense of presence by hunting wild beasts), don't mention how exciting it is... Ou Hulu can always accompany him to go crazy instead of silently committing suicide and returning to the city after going online one day, which has already proved this kind of wilderness roaming adventure What fun for men.

However, no matter how interesting roaming in the wilderness is, it would be bad if it fails to achieve its business goals, so the orange cat rushed over with the caravan as soon as the system announced the news of the territorial war—he borrowed a business from the Westham Town Hall. Those who use loans to do business, if they lose money, they will be fucked.

I have to say that this guy has a very keen sense of smell... When he brought the convoy to the slums outside the west city gate mentioned by the players in the blood alliance channel (he also entered Qin Guan's blood alliance with Yang Ying and the others), he just Residents of the slums who had been frightened by more than a hundred undead did not react much at all to the caravan brought by the two undead.

"Hey, there are already colleagues here." Seeing the booth set up by the mobile mill, an orange cat smiled and waved at the friendly NPCs, then turned around and immediately told the four NPC employees, "Quickly open the booth, It's time to do business."

The four NPC employees, with an average age of 38 (middle-aged in this world), parked the carriage on the side of the road, removed the baffle of the carriage and used stones to pad it as a booth, and arranged the goods in a smooth manner...

Limited to the consumption power of the local people, the goods that the owner of Orange Cat buys from Ji Tang are not expensive. They are all stock goods purchased by Yang Qiu at ultra-low prices, such as Kang Shuaifu instant noodles, Dabai milk sugar-free, titanium-stained laundry powder, bird brand soap... and other counterfeit bandit goods; and shoddy and cheap small items imported from province Z and province S in boxes (containers) (the remaining inventory after a large number of binary stores closed down, many cities have replaced it to ten yuan shop) ... and so on.

In short, it is the same source of goods as the second copper hypermarket opened in Westham Town, but the variety of goods is a bit less... After all, mobile vendors cannot be compared with stores.

The employees here are arranging the goods, and the owner of the orange cat over there enthusiastically rushes to the gate of the slum area, and greets inside: "Come and see, come and choose a spicy! It's a big sale for two coppers! I can only go to Westham to buy it myself!"

Silent.

Those who wash clothes at the door of the house continue to wash clothes at the door of the house, and the idlers who squat on the roadside and chat continue to squat on the roadside and chat, and the wild children who are running around look curiously at the booth of Boss Orange Cat.

"Master Wang is calling, people here still can't understand what I'm saying?" An orange cat looked at the Mobile Mill unhappily, and the names above their heads under the player identification technique were displayed as "Westem Operator XXX" NPCs.

The operators didn't know how to answer him... they simply pretended not to hear and continued with their own business.

"Boss, let me do it." The employee was still caring, and took the initiative to come over to relieve the worries of an orange cat, and greeted the slums just like the owner of the orange cat just now.

Young and middle-aged people in the slums go to the city to work. If they are lucky, they can earn thirty or forty copper coins a day. Residents who could touch the copper came over curiously...

"This, this towel, one only costs two coppers?!" A housewife almost bulged out her eyes when she saw the bundled white towels with an ex-factory price of 1.2 RMB.

"This dagger only costs two coppers? Are you kidding me?" A young man was shaking with excitement as he held a thin dagger with a blade that could be used as a mirror.

"Is this sugar? Candy in a pack of two coppers?" There is also a half-grown child holding a small package of 100 grams each to avoid doubting life.

Hmm... This Dabaicang was originally sold in bulk. Yang Qiu asked the manufacturer to pack it into small bags of 100 grams for sale... After all, it is taking the route of small profits but high sales, and there is no one standing by to weigh it slowly.

"There is still salt! Salt! Two copper bags of salt!" There were also those who held small packages of salt well and hoarse.

The townspeople of Westham never rejected the undead cloth when they were still very afraid of the undead. Of course, these poor residents who can even cook rats when they are hungry will not refuse the goods brought by the undead. The snap-buying mode started on the spot—even the knights of the Kenyan Empire Church like Walton who had seen good things would inevitably pay, let alone poor people who had never seen any good things in the first place.

"Damn, this is called a business model!" It can be said that seeing the panic buying scene, an orange cat was so excited that tears filled its eyes... After so many days with the caravan, it only sold less than [-]% of the goods. , more than half of the net profit is from the jerky processed by the butcher skills of Ouhulu. He almost suspects that his pedigree in the big business province is not pure enough.

Officer Patton looked at the rapidly bustling booth next door, smiled and said to John and the others who were excited: "If you want to buy, go there, just leave someone to watch the goods."

Tommy, a workshop apprentice who couldn't wait for a long time, and Sanji, a newspaper worker, immediately ran over hand in hand.

"My sister is waiting to enroll in a private classroom. I can't waste money." John suppressed his curiosity and stood still. "Bobby, I'm looking at the goods, you go."

John has a younger brother and younger sister. The younger sister has shown amazing intelligence since she was a child. The neighbors said that she will have a bright future, and John has always wanted to let her sister go to school.

Bobby was dark and thin, and because there were no brothers and sisters in his family who could help each other, his situation was even more embarrassing. He relied on taking out garbage in the tavern area of ​​St. Joseph Avenue to support his sick mother alone.

"I don't need it anymore. If I have enough money, I want to buy alchemy potions for my mother first. She often has stomach pains and diarrhea after eating something. I can't procrastinate any longer." Bobby shook his head.

"Don't worry." Operator Barton said with a smile, "John, your sister doesn't need to enroll in a private classroom. In a few days, there will be a school in the city where your sister can study for free. Ms. Hiber will take care of you My sister is such a smart and studious child."

John was taken aback: "Really? No need to pay?"

"No need." Barton said with a smile, "Not only do you not need to pay, but you can also receive subsidies from the school if you study well, and those who rank high in each exam will be rewarded. By the way, Ms. Hiber will also give money to those who go to school." Prepare a lunch and take some stress off."

John opened his mouth wide in shock, and Bobby next to him couldn't help showing envy.

Bobby was also praised for his quick mind, but the conditions in his family made it difficult for him to pursue his dream of studying...Since he was 12 years old, Bobby has been wandering the streets of the city with the older children looking for work.

"As for Bobby, your mother often has diarrhea, doesn't she?" Barton looked at Bobby and said gently, "If it's just diarrhea, Ms. Shirley should be able to help you. They have special medicines for diarrhea. If your mother You can get the medicine for free if you're willing to raise some chicks in your spare time."

The fact that oxytetracycline can be used to treat diarrhea in poultry has been discovered by the townspeople of Westham...Because the town hall refused to sell the medicine alone (mainly for fear of accidents), many townspeople wanted to obtain this useful commonly used medicine. Yao joined the army of chicken farmers.

There is no concept of common medicine in this world. When the rich get sick, they either go to the alchemist or the priest, and the poor rely on hard resistance when they get sick. Coupled with poor sanitation, people are used to eating spoiled food, and dysentery and diarrhea are very common.

This time, Bobby opened his mouth in shock.

The two young men looked at each other, and agreed on the spot to take turns looking at the goods, and to go to the stall next to them to see what they could buy...

There are tens of thousands of residents in the slums. Relying on the residents' running around to tell each other, in less than two hours (foreign time), the two-horse cart brought by the owner of the orange cat was emptied of all the cheap goods, heavy and dirty, and a lot of them. The sweat-stained copper coins filled a small box.

The tenants who came late only grabbed one or two items, and they couldn't stop complaining. They didn't dare to complain to the undead who was obviously the boss, so they just gathered together and refused to disperse.

Seeing this, Operator Barton stood up and shouted at the right time: "Everyone, don't worry, Westham's second-bronze parity hypermarket will be here soon. The hypermarket has a richer variety of goods and cheaper fabrics. And ready-to-wear for you to choose from..."

"Fuck?! Wait a minute!" The owner of the orange cat, who has cleared the goods, is happily preparing to play the pre-missions of the battlefield. Are you here to grab business? Can an NPC not talk about martial arts?!"

Operator Barton: "..."

Luckily, Ou Hulu knew it was embarrassing, so he dragged away the owner of the orange cat.

Fortunately, people who don't wear the azalea badge can't understand the language of the dead. The residents were very pleasantly surprised by the good news announced by Barton. Those who didn't buy it didn't feel jealous that someone bought a bargain first. They kindly asked what others bought. , Calculate in advance what you can afford with the money on hand...

As the sky darkened, the residents went home one after another, and the mobile mill stopped operating.

Operator Barton packed up his things, called his partner, and headed to the Westham camp just across the mule and horse market.

In the army green tent, Barton and his partner reported the information collected by their field team to Rex and Yang one by one.

"It is inconvenient for the residents of the city to inquire deeply, but the residents of the slums outside the city and the farmers in the surrounding suburbs are not hostile to Westham." After the report, Barton boldly expressed his own thoughts, "We will try and accept After in-depth exchanges with young people with strong power, they just told them the basic situation of our Westham, and these young people showed obvious yearning.”

Rex was very happy to hear that, and said to Yang Qiu with a smile, "It's really thanks to Ji Tang and Ms. Zhao."

Yang Qiu also nodded with a smile.

Look, how long has it been since they were transformed from captives, and these operators have been saying "We Westem"... Well done to the national team!