Chapter 335: Undead: Gold coins are not in short supply
After resting for a while, Aislei Leisi came out of the room.

It’s almost time to prepare to start a new collection.

The new trading day is bound to bring huge gains, enough for her to make a fortune.

People living in the world always have to have some obsessions. Aislei believes that running the small market well and gaining huge wealth can prove her success.

But success is not so easy. There are all kinds of people here, and you need to be fully prepared every time.

For example, the first issue to be resolved is the currency issue.

Food, weapons, etc. are all hard currencies. Some people are willing to barter, but there is always a price difference between goods.

There are always people who feel they are at a disadvantage.

Different currencies circulate between different villages and forces. From a dukedom to a gathering place of dozens of survivors, when such a group of people gather together and want to trade, they will encounter huge problems.

What is the exchange rate, who defines it, etc.

The Rand gold coin, which was restored by Duke Lind Alman, the most powerful force today, has become the most stable and recognized currency in the market.

It’s just that the Duke only recognizes gold coins. Regardless of the purchasing power of gold coins, many people can’t get gold coins at all, and a large amount of gold coins are hoarded inside Goliath.

A small amount exists in the treasuries of castles in other lords' territories.

Aislei would provide gold coin exchange services and then charge a small handling fee, and everyone always worked together happily.

She loved this way of trading, and it made her a lot of money every time.

The transaction will not be conducted directly in the small market, but will be conducted outside the Black Hoof Village, which is safe enough.

But now it's slowly becoming unsafe, and she knows it very well.

In the past, there were only a few people trading in the small market, and no one paid attention to it. But now, hundreds of people have poured in all of a sudden, and it is really as noisy as a market. If this happens two or three more times, even if the soldiers from Raven City are deaf, they will definitely notice the abnormality here.

This group of people are arrogant and resentful. Eslei is considering whether she can corrupt them through her own methods. If she can reach a cooperation with the soldiers, the small market will still exist in the dark, but she can feel much more at ease.

It requires testing, and Carl, who is unable to speak, needs to play a role in it.

The small market officially opens.

No shouting is allowed here and of course the goods will not be protected.

Everyone has their faces covered, so it's normal for gangs to rob each other.

If you don't think this is right, then don't come. You have to pay for what you want.

Everyone wore a cloak, or simply covered their heads with black cloth or took off their black pants. In short, they covered themselves up and hid themselves. This was the only requirement of the transaction.

In the small market, three figures arrived. They were dressed similarly to the others, so they did not attract anyone else's attention.

"Are we going to sell things here?" Lena adjusted the mask on her face. The hard mask stuck on her cheekbones made her feel a little uncomfortable.

She felt relieved that no one knew each other since everyone dressed like that. She hoped that no one would recognize her. If buying things was about emotional value, about buying other people's surprise and admiration for herself, then selling things for money to "recover" (another word she learned... selling second-hand things to recover) would make her feel ashamed.

Fortunately, the two undead people she knew didn't think there was anything wrong with this, as if selling things they didn't need was a natural thing for them.

She was somewhat relieved by the lack of ridicule.

"Sister Li, do you think these cloaks are useful?" Favorite Baisi looked at the red names walking past her and couldn't help but ask her good friend with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Everyone put on a cloak, but the problem is that the cloak can hide the appearance, but it can't hide the red name information bar above the head, which clearly shows the life span, name, and level. Or maybe my strength is not strong enough, otherwise I can just keep an eye on someone, then quietly follow him and rob him, and maybe even complete a wanted mission.

Sister Li Wansui said, "I think the biggest function of this black market is to allow Red Names to trade with us so that we don't have to fight directly when we meet."

"Hey, you know what, it's quite interesting."

There are still many things to consider in the game.

According to the style of the game, it is very difficult for the undead to interact calmly with the hostile red-named monsters. The only outcome of their encounter is a fight to the death. Even if the undead want to communicate, the other party will attack directly.

But it would be different if you covered your faces. Everyone would pretend not to know each other. They would not care about their positions but only about the transaction itself.

Although saying this sounds a bit like being a traitor.

The two of them have discovered that many undead are selling old and unwanted equipment or potions to hostile forces.

Selling to whoever pays more is a characteristic of players.

It's not easy to have an NPC friend, and the two of them hope to dig out some secrets and then put them online, maybe make them into a tutorial.

Someone has mentioned the small market in Blackhoof Village before, but it was only circulated in a small area because the things sold there were too ordinary.

Instead of wasting time coming here to stroll around, it is better to calm down and brush the Noble Manor copy in Goliath.

However, after coming into contact with them, they discovered that the biggest feature here was not that they would not be attacked when trading with red-named enemies, nor that they could sell second-hand items, but that the trading currency was Rand Gold.

The local undead all know that Rand Gold is the official currency recognized by the Lind forces, but this thing is not very useful. It can only be used to buy food, drink, and other necessities. If you want to buy things with slightly higher attributes and value, you must use points. You need Star Dragon Stones for lotteries, etc., and each main city has its own separate points operation system, which is strongly bound to the individual.

The Rand gold coin, which can be used as a free trade currency and can be freely given to others, has the smallest effect.

In addition, gold coins are very heavy, and no one wants to carry too many of them on their body.

But in the small market, you can even use Rand Gold to buy potion ingredients and even enchanted equipment from other NPCs!
Although these gadgets are several times or even dozens of times more expensive than those in the points store, their effects are not that good, and their appearance has no IP linkage.

But the currency here is gold coins, not hard-to-earn points.

Gold coins are really not lacking for the undead.

In each of Goliath's noble manor copies, there was nothing else in the treasury chests of those nobles, but there were so many gold coins that they could not be moved away.

If you don't get the equipment you want when playing a dungeon, you can go to the small market and use gold coins to buy it from an NPC. You can trade even with a hostile NPC.

The two were very sure that the small market would become popular.

"Dude, can you give me a discount?" From the voice, it sounded like an undead. Lena was embarrassed to argue about the price, but it was different for two undeads.

"All at the lowest price! I just got this suit from Goliath. It cost hundreds of military merits. Let me tell you..."

A round of bargaining began, and both parties enjoyed the process of bargaining.

In the real world, I am timid when buying things, but in the game world, sorry, I am the bargaining master!

Just at this moment, someone rode by in the distance, attracting the attention of a group of people in the small market. The other party was also very curious and slowly slowed down to look over, but after discovering that this was a trading market for a group of masked people, they immediately sped up and left.

Only some of the undead recognized the man.

Hey, isn’t that the poster girl Miss Miko?
(End of this chapter)