Chapter 12 Magic Potion
The wall of Prey Town is nowhere near as high as that of Star Dragon Outpost, and it looks shabby.

As the national border defense force of the Rand Kingdom, the Star Dragon Outpost is responsible for many tasks such as standing sentinel and releasing smoke signals, and it is a hard requirement that it cannot be breached.

On the contrary, as a small town built by a human lord himself, the wall of Prey Town is only slightly higher than the earth wall, only three people high, and some barbed spears are inserted on the top of the wall to prevent climbing over.

At the city gate, four people were stopped.

"Four people" Lind took out the gold seal note and handed it to the guard. Collecting fees for entering the city is also one of the main sources of income for Prey Town. There is no food or drink in Prey Town, but it is safe. Many people will try their best to go out and search for various valuable things and bring them back to trade, just in exchange for the opportunity to live in the town.

According to Lind, this town has dozens of soldiers. Although they are not like the regular infantry of the First Legion of the Kingdom of Rand, their equipment is not much different.

This place is more like a "Novice Village" than Star Dragon Outpost, and is indeed safer.

Lind didn't believe that just a few dozen soldiers could stop the disaster. He had seen zombie-like scavengers devouring an army of dozens of people one after another, just like a fire burning weeds, which was impossible to resist.

If this world is really a game, then I'm afraid only the players can compete with it.

However, every game is destined to have a protagonist, and more than one. If you can find this person, it can be considered as "on the right track" and standing in the same camp as most players.

Players who seem invincible can only be footmen miserably. They can choose who to join and who to kill. They only have the power to choose but can never be chosen.

The guards made way and allowed Lind and his four companions to enter the city.

Not everyone can afford the high cost of living in Prey Town. There are also some small settlements that do not want to be controlled by others and will hide in safer places. They will only come to Prey Town to trade when they want to exchange supplies. There are many people like Lind who come to Prey Town to exchange supplies.

He had been here before and was familiar with the place.

The sun also slowly fell below the horizon.

"Let's go and exchange the wolf skin for gold stamp tickets first."

Linde curled his lips in his heart. The mayor of Prey Town obviously thought the same as he did. Whoever controlled the currency controlled the resources. Now, the area within a hundred miles around probably only recognized gold notes.

The only advantage I have over them is that I have captured the fixed consumer group - the players.

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"This wolf skin is badly chopped up. If a noble lady wants to make a fur waistcoat, she will definitely not choose it."

Old Cherry spoke to Lind while holding the jackal skin.

Old Chelly, who is in charge of the market trade, is the only one in Prey Town who can eat more than twenty wolf skins, because he works for Ronin, the lord of Prey Town.

"But no noble lady would use smelly and ugly jackal skin to make a waistcoat," Lind thought to himself, "They would use ferrets or even lynx skins, if those noble ladies could continue to enjoy their beautiful and luxurious lives..."

But he didn't say this out loud. When you are on someone else's territory, you have to be careful about what you say and do.

"Old Cherry, the price should be higher. We put in a lot of effort," said Lind.

According to his estimation, the selling price of this batch of wolf skins should be more than 1000 gold medals.

The purchasing power of a gold stamp note was very unstable, but in many cases it could be exchanged for a small bag of grain half the size of a fist.

If all of it were exchanged for food, we wouldn't have to worry about food rations for the entire winter.

But with old Cherry's style of doing things, I'm afraid the selling price of this batch of wolf skins will eventually be reduced to less than 200 gold stamps. Of course, he dares to do this because the lord of Prey Town supports him and his fist is bigger than Lind's.

"800 gold stamps" Old Cherry didn't even raise his eyelids, and seemed to like the ragged jackal skin very much. "Huh?" Lind was shocked.

Could it be that the old Cherry in front of him had his brain eaten by the disaster monster?
I heard that those monsters have a mix of flavors, including both meat and vegetables.

Old Cherry, with his head full of cunning and evil, might be as stinky and fatally attractive to some monsters of disaster as blue cheese and canned herrings.

Old Cherry lowered his voice and said, "But you have to buy everything you need from me."

"Of course," Lind agreed.

Even if you give him 200 gold stamps and ask him to go out and buy supplies, his purchasing power is very limited.

But if it was 800 gold stamps, unless the price shamelessly quadrupled, Lind would buy more.

He originally planned to go to Prey Town to purchase goods.

Lind picked some beans. He was kind of craving for a hot stew of bean sprouts in the cold winter.

If the wolf entrails could give the small vegetable garden some life, he could try to plant some seeds.

In addition, they need enough food to sustain them for a month. Now is not the coldest time, it will be January. By that time, they will not be able to go out normally, so they need enough food.

And a bag of salt.

The price of salt was high before the end of the world, and now it has increased several times, but people cannot live without salt. Just buying salt cost him 150 gold stamps, which can support ten people for a while.

The prices of the goods were quite normal, with no obvious price increase, which made Lind feel that something was wrong with old Cherry.

"I want another serving of fire tongue grass," said Lind.

10 gold stamp tickets, bought a big bundle.

This is a red weed that starts to grow wildly after the disaster occurs. It tastes similar to chili peppers. Grind it into powder and store it. Sprinkle a little on the meat every time you grill it to bring some joy to your bland mouth.

The only problem is that the process of grinding this chili grass is very painful. Some people may cry for several days because of it. In severe cases, it is said that people may suffer from spicy poisoning and their skin will turn red all over their body. But Lind said it is completely fine.

He has the undead.

Don't treat the undead as human beings and use them casually.

Old crops have died out, and new plants with better adaptability have emerged. The world may not be so bad as to be completely destroyed. It is probably only human society that will be destroyed.

In this way, Linde spent only 800 gold medal tickets out of the 300 gold medal tickets he had just received in a blink of an eye, but he still did not intend to stop.

keep buying!
As long as there are players here, it is certain that Star Dragon Outpost will surpass Prey Town in development, and if the money is not spent, it will be a loss.

Old Cherry, who saw what Lind was thinking, became more certain of his inner guess, and then said, "Maybe, you can take a look at this. Although the price is very expensive..."

It was a thumb-sized crystal bottle, half full of azure liquid, as if a ray of moonlight had been stolen from the night sky and poured into it.

Magic potion!

Lind's heart skipped a beat, and he admitted that he was attracted.

(End of this chapter)