This Game is Too Real Chapter 436

   Chapter 436 Friendship

   Although it took a while to go offline last night, when the sun rose in the morning, the White Bear Knights still appeared at the entrance of the Petra Fortress Market as scheduled, and saw the old Bulma who had been waiting there for a long time.

  The old man who changed his clothes was no longer in the same state of distress. Not only did he look a lot more energetic, but he finally looked like a businessman.

"Are you going to exchange the goods for money, or are you going to barter?" Looking at the benefactors who walked in front of him, he said respectfully, "I recommend the latter, after all, you have seen it... The desert is not peaceful now. , it's not a good idea to have money in your hands."

   Having discussed it with his teammates in advance, Sisi said.

   "We need to stay here for a while, let's exchange it for money."

  Old Boomer nodded, and didn't say anything extra, and started to help find buyers in the market who were capable of eating the batch of goods they had.

   There was no need for much fanfare at all. After hearing about the devil cloth produced in the eastern provinces, a group of merchants soon gathered around.

   Tails and Rourou, who couldn't be idle, followed curiously and watched the excitement.

  Sesame paste originally planned to go over to have a look, but was touched by a black and white cat, squatted on the ground dumbfounded, and helped it smooth its hair when it had already rolled over.

Sisi handed over the search for buyers to Bulma, sat down in a less noisy place nearby, spread out the "Silver Moon Holy Word" that he just bought on his lap, and watched it quietly. .

   The status of this book is roughly equivalent to the "Bible" of the Hump Kingdom, and its content is roughly the "interpretation" of the teachings of the desert spirit made by local believers.

   If “The Oasis Under the Zobar Mountains” is to explain the local humanities from the perspective of scholars, then this “Holy Word” recommended by the researchers of the academy analyzes the spiritual core of the local people from the perspective of believers.

   Under the protection of the Zobal Mountains, the unique geographical advantage of the Hump Kingdom makes it almost free of alien harassment.

  The main threats are basically from the sea.

It is rich in salt, camels, imported bighorn cattle from Borneo Province, as well as a variety of fruits and grains. The local backwardness and prosperity coexist, handicrafts and commerce are developed, the citizens are relatively wealthy, and some city-states even have merchants who are not loyal to the feudal lords. , and the city lord elected by the citizens.

   It is also for this reason that the attitude of the local people towards religion and the royal family is not as respectful as that of the people of the other four kingdoms.

If the falcon is classical militarism, the honey badger that has been destroyed is an enlightened monarchy, the golden lizard they did not succeed is a feudal dynasty that pursues mysticism, and the lion that is caught in the war is a feudal dynasty that takes the path of inner sanctuary. Then it's more like a classical republic.

  The twelve city-states are highly autonomous, and the local residents not only have more secular living habits, but even founded a secular "Protestant"——

   That is, "Silver Moon Sect".

The sect's belief in the spirit of the sand sea imbued the animist theory of the southern islands with a fictional "lover" named the silver moon goddess for the spirit of the sand sea, who has neither gender nor a wife. Divinity infused with a touch of humanity.

  According to the interpretation of the "Silver Moon Holy Word", the spirit of the sand sea is the lord of the desert, rules the Luoxia province, and is destined to rule the universe.

  The Silver Moon Bay, which is irrigated by rivers and "river banks" to the south of Danzobal Mountains, is the territory of the Silver Moon Goddess, governed by two gods.

  The local people agree with the mainstream sects' interpretation of the doctrines including "the world will be swallowed by yellow sand" and other apocalyptic explanations, but they also put forward new viewpoints on this basis.

   For example, "the world will burn out one day, and we should cherish this last dusk", "candles can dispel the darkness, and lighting at dawn can delay the arrival of the end" and so on.

   The former corresponds to the secular concept of instant pleasure, while the latter has evolved into a worship culture.

At the beginning of each month, the devotees of the Camelback Kingdom would light a candle in their homes, worship and recite scriptures in front of Mount Chobal, and even hire three unconverted pagans to do it for themselves, instead of being like the mainstream sectarians. Believers pray every day like that.

   "...It seems that the Luoxia Province is really big, and five completely different cultural concepts have evolved in a desert."

   Sisi, who was flipping through the book, muttered softly, and at the same time made up his mind silently. He planned to collect more works written in the Wasteland Era during the trip, and translate the contents into the forum.

   After all, it was something that the dog planned to make up with great difficulty. Wouldn't it be a pity if no one found out.

   And she always had a feeling.

   What he is doing may be able to renew the cultural bloodline of this world that was cut off by war and fallout.

  Although this does not bring the benefits of silver coins and contribution points, in an open world game with such a high degree of completion, it is a pity to be a task master with no emotion.

   Even if it is an amateur hobby.

   Although the sound in the market was noisy, it did not affect her reading.

  The bargaining continued until noon. There were too few traders who could give out so much money at one time, and the White Bear Knights were unwilling to barter.

  Old Boomer was dry mouthed under the shed, and finally made him wait for a buyer who has the strength to eat this batch of goods.

  This businessman is not tall, with a slightly darker complexion, and his accent, which is almost deformed, is obviously from the southwestern province of Borneo.

   He intends to bring these fine silks and those strange goods back to his hometown.

   Including those black silk and white silk stuff.

  These magical chemicals made him very interested, the only fly in the ointment is only one thing -

   "Why only black and white?" he asked with a puzzled face.

  Tail was taken aback.

   "Huh? Doesn't it look good?"

   "It doesn't look bad," the businessman rubbed his chin and thought, "Is there no dye in your place? Why don't you consider dyeing it colorful..."

   Closing the book in his hand, Sisi got up from the carpet with a slightly subtle expression.

   "That would be ugly."

  Colorful or something...

   Whether in reality or in the game, she didn't really want to try, but the tail on the side showed a thoughtful expression.

   Hope she's not seriously thinking about it.

   The businessman smiled embarrassedly.

   "Anyway, it's okay, I'm very satisfied with your goods... I'll do the math, how about 5 million gold camel coins?"

   Hearing the number of five million, Tail exclaimed, and quickly looked at the meat beside him and whispered.

   "Five million...what is this concept?"

   Rou Rou also whispered.

   "I don't know! But the cows here are only three or four thousand..."

   The tail was startled instantly, and the eyes sparkled.

   "My giao! More than a thousand cows! Meat, let's herd cows later!"

   Rou Rou refused without hesitation.

   "I don't want it! We are the White Bear Knights, it's too embarrassing to herd cattle! And we promised to be the president of the mercenary guild! Awei, have you forgotten your dream!"

   Tail scratched the back of his head.

   "Well...it's a little hard to decide."

   Sesame paste holding the cat smiled shyly.

"Ha ha……"

   Bargaining is Sisi's job. Among all the people, she is the only one who can speak the best, not only can basic communication, but also roughly understand some rare words that are not very easy to understand.

Although her level is not as good as those of Yaya and Teng Teng who entered the game from the "ancient times", at least in terms of language ability, she has reached the T1 level, and she is almost at the level of a paper man. Married eldest brother.

   After some bargaining, this batch of goods was finally sold at the price of 10 million gold camel coins.

   Although the guy looked like his wallet was drained, Sis always felt that there was a secret smile behind his frustrated expression.

   As for the other members of the White Bear Knights, they are now immersed in the joy of being done.

   Especially when I heard that the goods worth hundreds of thousands of silver coins were actually exchanged for gold camel coins that could buy more than 3,000 cows, and the tail and fleshy eyes almost turned into the color of silver coins.

  According to the average price of five thousand silver coins for a cow...

   Fifteen million silver coins? !

  Tail clenched his fist excitedly.

   "giao! Si! We made a fortune!"

   Rou Rou also said excitedly.

   "Oh oh oh! I'm going to ask the manager to order a set of exoskeletons like Junkman!"

   "This is too... amazing." Sesame paste was stunned, and the cat in his arms almost fell.

  Siss looked at his companions and curled the corners of his mouth.

   "It's not enough to make a fortune, but it does make a little bit of money... By the way, Awei, and meat, remember not to show off on the forum."

  Tail and Rou Rou nodded almost simultaneously.

"Uh-huh!"

   "Don't worry! I'll keep an eye on this tail!"

   Seeing that these two guys agreed so readily, Sisi felt a little uneasy.

   But to be honest, this profit is not too exaggerated. The hardest thing about running a business in the wasteland is not to bargain, but to transport the goods back safely.

   Even if these 1,000 cattle were transported back to the Frostspear Ranch without any loss, it would deduct food and grass, fresh water, employment expenses, natural loss of livestock and changes in market supply and demand. If all the cattle were bought and shipped back, it would not be easy for the actual profit to be half of the 15 million.

   And considering the limit of pasture capacity and the risks hidden in the freight cycle, this method is difficult to make money stably for a long time.

  Those factories that sell bricks, cement, steel, planes, tanks, and cannons have low ROEs, but the alliance's demand for these products is almost unlimited.

   That is the real money printing machine.

  Many T0 and T1 players no longer disclose their earnings on the forum.

  Although there is no direct evidence, Sisi conservatively estimates that the value of the assets they hold will not be less than 100 million, or even more exaggerated.

   It's just that the profits are not withdrawn and turned into “cash” through dividends...

  The two parties rented a warehouse and completed the delivery of goods and the counting of gold coins.

   Looking at the boxes of gold coins on the ground, the businessman clapped the ashes on his hands when he was done, looked at Si Si and his party and said with a smile.

"For the sake of making me a fortune, I'll give you a piece of advice. No matter what business you're here for, I advise you to exchange your golden camel coins for dinars, or other things of value."

   Tail tilted his head.

"why?"

"When the Legion comes, the money will be turned into waste... Look at the people in the refugee camps and slums, their pockets are full of golden lion coins and golden badger coins, but they can't even buy a piece of bread. I heard that in Yinyue Bay, many wealthy businessmen are exchanging golden camel coins for dinars or ships going to sea."

   After all, he was doing business on someone else's site. The businessman didn't say it too directly, and stopped when he clicked.

  The entire kingdom of Honey Badger was occupied within a week, and half of the Kingdom of Lions was lost. Compared with the Kingdom of Falcon, which was supported by the legion, these ancient kingdoms were not at the same level in terms of equipment and military theory.

   In his opinion, Luoxia Province is no different from the end.

  The final fate of the Hump Kingdom will probably be the same as the Falcon, which will bow to the Legion and circulate the dinar as a legal currency.

   "Then... how about changing to gold?" Sesame paste asked in a low voice.

   "Gold..." The businessman shook his head, "I don't recommend it."

  Although many local forces use gold to coin coins in the wasteland, the embarrassing thing is that the gold itself is not valuable.

There are many deep-seated reasons for this, including a large amount of space-mined gold left over from the Prosperity Era, including the fact that the gross social product is far lower than the total value of the precious metals in stock, including the lack of cultural form in the Wasteland Era, and the lack of support for "tomorrow will be better" expectations and yearning for a better life, etc...

  The biggest difference between wasteland and troubled times is that people in troubled times don't doubt in their hearts that troubled times are only temporary and will end sooner or later. But for people in the wasteland, not many people expect dead civilizations to be resurrected.

   Therefore, it is never precious metals that are valuable in the wasteland, but confidence that is more expensive than gold.

   A currency that lacks confidence will soon be worthless.

   As for the factors that can provide added value such as force, productivity, technology, culture, etc., although they also determine the value of currency, it is only one of the superficial factors.

  The businessman looked at Si Si, he felt that she should be able to understand what he said earlier, took off his hat and said goodbye.

"...Thank you again, generous and beautiful lady, your shipment has drawn a perfect ending to my trip to the East, and I sincerely advise you to leave this right and wrong before it's too late place."

   "Thank you for your advice, I will pay attention." Without making any comment on his words, Si Si waved goodbye to the merchant in front of him.

   Old Boomer, who was beside him, saw that the guest was walking away, and finally couldn't hold back his scolding.

   "Petra Fortress will never yield to the Legion, we are not like those cowards!"

  The tail is vigorous.

   "Oh! Of course, as long as Petra is built, everything will be fine!"

   Although Old Boomer didn't understand what she was saying, he could feel that it was a compliment to his hometown, and his originally indignant face suddenly blossomed.

   Rou Rou couldn't help but complain.

   "Awei, you played the wrong game."

   Watching the smiling back disappear on the corner of the street, Sisi glanced at the camel-printed coin in his hand, then looked at the stuffed boxes behind him, and after thinking for a while, he looked at Old Boomer.

   "I plan to open a bank. Those who have fled from the Golden Lion Kingdom and come here can exchange their golden lion coins for gold camel coins at our place... Speaking of which, is private operation of a bank allowed here?"

   This is not her whim.

   It's just that the businessman's words just now made her see new business opportunities.

   "This...but no one said no," Old Booma, who was full of joy, was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly discouraged, "Change these money into golden lion coins? What do you want golden lion coins for?"

  Siss: "Can't you?"

  Old Bulma said with tears in his eyes.

   "This is not a question of whether it is possible... but the Lion Kingdom is about to perish, and their currency will soon be worthless."

   Although he emotionally believed that the Petra Fortress was absolutely impossible to fall, it was difficult to say about the Lion Kingdom next door.

   Once the fertile capital falls.

The fall of the    kingdom is only a matter of time.

  Siss nodded, thought for a moment and said.

   "Then...the exchange rate is 6 to 1."

   6 Golden Lion Coins for 1 Golden Camel Coin.

  Although it is not enough for those poor people to live a life as well as their hometown, it can at least save them from starvation.

   Hearing this exchange rate, Old Boomer gave a wry smile.

   Six to one...

   Even if it is 600 to 1, what you get is a pile of rubbish...

  Tail tilted his head and looked at Sisi.

   "But aren't we going to buy cattle back?"

   "Well, that's what I said, but as long as we win this war and drive the Legion out of Sunset Cloud, we can buy more cattle back..."

With excitement flashing in his eyes, Si Si was halfway through speaking when he suddenly thought of something and stopped talking.

   "Ah, by the way, why don't we share dividends first."

   "Dividend?" Rourou tilted his head, "Why are you here?"

  Siss thought for a moment, then calmly said.

   "Well... this is just in case. After all, investment is risky, and I can't guarantee that my judgment will be correct."

   No matter how well-planned, there is a risk of accidents.

   If you succeed, the benefits are gratifying, but if you fail, you might not only get money, but also friendships that are more valuable than money.

   These boxes of golden camel coins are almost all the belongings that everyone has saved since the server was launched, including most of the income from the previous copy.

  Once you lose.

   It's been hard work for half a year.

   She believes that her companions are not the kind of people who put their interests above everything else, which is why she likes to be with them.

   But she was awake after all.

  Sober people have a hard time convincing themselves to believe in the probability of human nature.

   Not to mention, even if her companions would forgive her mistakes, it would be difficult for her to forgive herself for letting everyone's efforts go to waste.

   She admits that she is not as brave as others think.

   She is not afraid of many things.

   But only afraid of taking the blame...

   "If that nuclear bomb really blows up the embankment, maybe even if you win, you'll lose money. If you're worried about losing your principal—"

   "Don't say anything like that."

  The shoulders were suddenly surrounded by a warm feeling.

   Sisi, who was still analyzing calmly a second ago, suddenly flashed an unexpected red glow on his cheeks, and he opened his mouth and couldn't speak.

   hugged her shoulders from behind, swayed the cat-eared Sesame paste with a smile and approached her face, and said in a pleasant voice.

"I actually know that Sisi always thinks a lot, and is super reliable when he thinks about things calmly. Although I'm just an ordinary teacher in reality, and I can play games well, I'm not as good as you, but we are partners... Please also trust us a little more!"

   "If you have any plans, just tell us, don't carry such a big psychological burden, just do it with confidence!"

   "That's right!"

   From just now, the fleshy flesh with shining eyes raised his claws and said excitedly, "Although I don't understand it very well, it sounds amazing!"

She is also not that kind of high-player. She chooses assistants in seconds when playing games. She likes to hide behind ADCs when she is out of meat. She is not timid, and she is addicted to losing. To be a king, she has to DD teammates on the public screen. After all It's always better to be a passer-by than an acquaintance.

   Up to now, she still doesn't know why the operator chose her, and she was lucky enough to draw a different character with "the initial attribute bursting table".

   However, this is not the luckiest thing.

   The luckiest thing in her mind is that she can meet a group of friends who never dislike her clumsiness and are willing to grow up with her.

   Even if the "MT was frightened and escaped and the team lost the front row", everyone would not blame her, but would patiently encourage her, help her adjust her equipment and study new styles of play...

   It was great to meet them.

  Tail also raised his hand vigorously.

   "Oh! Everyone has no opinion, and the tail agrees! But we have to set aside the funds for the treasure hunt. If we agreed to go to the ruins to explore, don't spend all the living expenses!"

   Rourou gave her a sideways glance and complained.

   "No one would do this except you, okay?"

   “giao!!”

   The tail that was scolded by the flesh showed a deeply shocked expression, but it was obviously just a joke between friends.

   Looking at the guys who supported him, a touch of emotion appeared in Si Si's eyes, and the explanations that poured into his mouth were finally condensed into two words.

"thanks……"

   "I said don't be so out of touch."

   let go of Sisi's shoulders, Sesame Paste picked up the cat she put on the ground again, smiled embarrassedly and said.

   "Speaking of which, is there a plan for the ruins of the Lost Valley?"

   regained a confident smile on his face, Sisi said in a serious tone.

   "I was about to say this."

   Yesterday I updated 8K, today I am embarrassed, the second half is not finished... The author glass heart, scolded lightly T.T.

   (end of this chapter)

Chapter end