MTL - My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely!-Chapter 509 Supervision, 1st night in Liberty City

The sunset in the sky falls.

It was approaching evening, on a new continent that had not yet been fully developed.

Even this is the main city of the Demon Soul Clan, which is known as extending in all directions and taking the world's wealth as its own, the Liberty City.

It is also inevitable that the curtain will "end" soon!

It was six o'clock in the afternoon.

On the main roads of various streets, exchanges opened for one day, and people began to rush people to close and clear accounts.

Some featured "entertainment venues" also took this opportunity to push open the small doors that had been closed for most of the day, reflecting the colorful scenes inside.

But this place.

Even people in the city, few can afford it, let alone most of them are still trying to improve their strength haha.

When the time is up, about 40% of the ordinary demon souls below the third rank.

He could only count his gains today, while hurriedly burying his head and walking out of the city gate to camp on the outer edge of the city wall.

And here, there are also many Demon Soul Race "business" brain explosions.

Not only did they set up temporary accommodation with tents, but they also provided one-stop services such as meals, entertainment, and after-dinner pastimes, which were extremely comprehensive.

For a port-type city like Demon Soul City, which has a very high degree of freedom and does not restrict any speech.

As long as it doesn't happen in a hidden corner, it only takes half a day to reach most ears.

And if it is a little more lively, it will be known to everyone within a few hours.

At this time, they sat down at the restaurant outside the city. Everyone who had been busy all day removed their disguise and began to relax and chat.

It's just that today is different from the past.

In most people's mouths, three topics can be heard.

The strength comparison of Alec and Hal.

The Venomous Resource Exchange has undergone a facelift, the newly established Xinhuo Exchange.

as well as...

The second conflict mediation that will begin in three days.

"The third-order dwarf craftsman, you can't beat even the mountain giants. How can you play this? It's not a creature of the same level at all."

"That is, if you want to play a high-level with a low-level, you must load a rare panel that suits you, and you have to have a lot of fighting awareness to make it possible."

"No, I heard them say that the Soma in the human race can slaughter the gods with the body of a mortal."

"Damn it, you mean Soma? That's a monster that has been born in a human race for thousands of years and how many people there are. You take Howl and Somobi, are you crazy?"

"It would be great if I could get the template in the domain of Soma, the king of human beings. I am now a wolf bear. I have to eat too much every day, and I have run out of money."

"Have you been to the fire trade? I heard that they do all kinds of business. They charge and sell everything. This is the first time."

"Forget it, what kind of stuff can a third-tier person have in his hands? He can't do it well in the end, so he might as well continue to do the resource business."

"..."

On the stall in the dark.

There was a lot of discussion.

Without hearing these voices discussing himself, Soma, who was far away in the city, was still busy.

Unlike these people who were kicked out because of the curfew, in the city, as long as they own property.

Even if you stay overnight, as long as you are in your own courtyard, you will be protected by the guards and will not be punished at all.

"Hal, we want to do all kinds of transactions, but we don't have the goods and money at all. When people come to buy and sell things, we have nothing!"

"How good is this!"

He looked at Soma, who was standing at the door and instructing the second-order tree people, holding a rag and diligently wiping the plaque of the Xinhuo Exchange above the door.

I looked at the mercenaries who were cleaning every detail and rearranging the facility.

Even though he had recovered his property, Turner was still worried.

"Alright, don't we still have a lot of templates in our hands? Besides, where can we get so many exchanges?"

"You really thought that someone would come to the door when you open it here, look over there!"

After handing the broom to the tree man and instructing him to clean the ashes from the roof, Soma said indifferently and pointed to the street corner by the way.

She looked in the direction Soma pointed.

Turner was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly.

There are many exchanges in Liberty City. According to incomplete statistics, there are about 400 exchanges.

Every day, new exchanges are established, and there are also old exchanges that close down.

Of these 400, about 350 are conducting single-category transactions, focusing on trading in a direction they are good at.

Of the remaining 50 companies, 40 companies are operating on two lines, with basic operating resources and templates.

And the remaining ten, just like the current Xinhuo Exchange, are conducting all-category transactions.

These ten schools are extremely powerful, even if they are at the bottom of the list, they all have sixth-order template owners.

Among them, the top Demon Soul Exchange is endorsed by the seventh-order rare template.

Compared with the Fire and Fire Exchange, where only Tier 3 dwarf craftsmen are present, any one of them is not something that can be dealt with at this stage.

And on the street corner, those who seem to be wandering, in fact, have been looking at the people inside the exchange.

It was the spies they released.

"These large exchanges have enough people to collect information and have more power to set prices. The following small single-class exchanges have to rely on their breath."

"We have no one to collect this information. If the price is low, no one will sell it. If it is high, it will be a huge loss!"

When Turner stared at him unabashedly, the people on the corner not only did not retreat, but instead showed a gentle grin.

It's as if he didn't come to monitor the stock exchange at the exchange, but a person who came to visit.

And the truth is as Turner said.

The reason why most people can't open all kinds of exchanges.

The ultimate reason is that the price of each item fluctuates every day, and it is very likely that what skyrockets today will plummet tomorrow.

The materials are in their own hands. If they can't turn around quickly, they will definitely lose their scalps.

Templates that don’t sell today may have better alternatives tomorrow.

Under such competition, one category can still take care of it, four, six, that is a fantasy.

If you don't pay attention, you will go bankrupt!

"They trade theirs, we trade ours, and besides, what I want to buy and sell doesn't conflict with them."

"Turner, do you know what makes the most money?"

Sitting on the brand-new counter, feeling like an ancient shopkeeper, Soma also got interested and started talking.

"Most profitable? I think about it..."

"High-level rare template?"

Soma shook his head.

"That is all kinds of materials and medicines that can improve strength? After all, this thing is the most scarce."

Soma still shook his head.

"Isn't that right? Then... small commodities with huge shipments, rely on the volume to pile up profits"

Su Mo still shook his head: "It's too limited. If you want to be a successful businessman, your thinking cannot be limited to a small rut."

About successful business models and the most profitable businesses.

Maybe ordinary people like the Demon Soul Race are still groping.

But on Earth, it has long been written into various laws and regulations.

As the saying goes, everything that makes money is in the criminal law.

According to the current form of Liberty City, looking at Turner's confused face, Soma's knuckles tapped on the table lightly:

"Do the top ten exchanges make money?"

Turner nodded: "Earning, earning crazy, the reason why their strength can improve so fast has a lot to do with these huge profits."

"What do they rely on to make money?"

Turner's uncertain guess: "By pricing power?"

Can arbitrarily manipulate the market and modify the daily price of an item, just like those bookmakers in the stock market on earth.

Somo was slightly satisfied that Turner could think of this.

"Is there anything more profitable than pricing power?"

At this moment, Turner was no longer stunned. He suddenly understood Soma's thoughts, and his heart suddenly shook.

"It's definitely not something we can do now if we want to challenge in other people's fields."

"Even in the future, if we really want to meet each other, if we want to win, we have to pay a small price."

"So from now on, we will separate our positioning from them, let them play with these inherent things, and we will open up new markets."

"If you want to make money, you have to have a monopoly, and you have to have someone without me!"

"It won't take long, within three months, I want to make the Xinghuo Exchange in the top ten in this free city, and within half a year, I want all exchanges to rely on my breath!"

As a pioneer who once controlled hundreds of thousands of people in the White Sand Island dungeon, and single-handedly broke through the rule of the Holy See of the Sea God.

For the "primitives" who are still groping for these economic ideas.

Pulling out his own "monopoly" idea, Somo's eyes were burning with ambition.

There are two things that are more profitable than pricing power.

Regulatory power and monopoly!

Before that, he was still worried about how to communicate with the outside world, make products circulate, and make every invention and creation have corresponding market value.

Now, this Fire Exchange is the best place for ideas to ferment and then explode.

The distance between the two places is currently only 500 kilometers.

Once the business road can be opened up in the future, it will be an unimaginable road to wealth.

Even in the later stage of development, the depression may replace it with a larger and broader potential and become a real "Free City".

"It's really interesting, the Demon Soul Clan actually wanted to take the dispute between Alec and I as an example, and the matter of the reform of Shang Yang, to ensure the advancement of internal reforms."

"They want to put their hands in the transaction, get certain enforcement powers, form a regulatory agency, and regain the pricing power and taxation of items and materials."

"If for the real Hal and Turner, the eleventh full-category exchange was established under the instruction, disrupting the market would be an unsolvable dead end..."

"Then for me, the more chaotic this place is, the better it is!"

Thinking of what the punishment pattern conveyed through the imprint before leaving in the daytime.

Just follow their instructions and perform a series of actions.

In the end, at a critical moment, I gave in. Although I couldn't get the ownership of the inheritance, I could get the permanent right to use it.

Soma laughed silently.

On Earth, the reason why financial regulators can operate depends on the endorsement of violent institutions.

This is something engraved in the rules, and everyone who enters the field must abide by it.

But in the apocalyptic wasteland, wanting to do this is nothing short of whimsical.

Although the Demon Soul Race has now established a very strict concept of superiority and inferiority, the concept of strength gap, and has been exploited and controlled layer by layer through imprints.

But it is the same as the reform before the depression.

This change does not harm the interests of ordinary people, nor the interests of these lower-level exchanges.

The share they really want to eat is the top ten comprehensive exchanges, who firmly control the pricing power.

The turbulent market, once the turbulent market continues, the main city of the Demon Soul Race seems to be indestructible, but in fact the building will collapse.

It only takes a comprehensive price reduction that is not salty or indifferent, the entire market will completely collapse, and the order that has been established with great difficulty will also undergo an avalanche.

The only thing that can be changed is the one that can help the building to collapse.

As long as prices are controlled, Liberty City will become a "port city" with certain restrictions without any rules.

As to whether this method can be successful.

In the course of history, the Three Kingdoms era is a good example.

Even Cao Cao, who has power over the government and the opposition, has hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers under his command.

In the face of aristocratic families that control the "market", they can only pull a group and fight a group, focusing on differentiation, and do not dare to directly swallow the interests of the other party, which will cause a large-scale rebound.

In the current form, unless the true lord of the Demon Soul Race ends with absolute strength, he will kill all the leaders of the top ten exchanges.

Otherwise, there will never be any chance to carry out system reform.

But if it really ends.

The trust finally established by the city's officials will collapse again, and the entire market will enter a long barter stage again, and the efficiency of transaction and circulation will greatly decrease.

"Huh? Hal, what are you talking about, I just lost my mind and didn't hear clearly!"

Life has to be lived, and life has to look forward.

With the authentication of the law enforcement team, he has no doubts about his brother's identity.

Seeing that Su Mo's eyes were filled with star-like contemplation, and he touched the back of his head, Turner was embarrassed.

"It's nothing, I mean, we'll have a guest coming to our door soon."

Turner was stunned: "Guests? We don't have anything here. Is there anyone else..."

"Don't worry, novice hunters are always on the way to attack and often get nothing."

"But the old hunter is waiting for the prey to come to the door obediently and jumping into the trap that has already been prepared."

"Wait, wait until they can't stand it anymore"

He touched the floating ash on the counter that had just been wiped clean and fell again.

Looking at the third wave of people who appeared on the corner of the street, the corner of Soma's mouth slightly lifted, bringing out a professional smile.

Then, after instructing the mercenaries to close the gate, Soma jumped off the stool and walked towards the back hall.

In this area of ​​the Second Ring Road of Liberty City.

Even if he was cheated, he could still borrow a full 50,000 points, which fully demonstrated the value of the legacy house left by Hal's parents.

Small but complete.

The size of the entire courtyard is more than 300 square meters, not counting the front hall, there are four spacious rooms for living in the back, as well as the standard kitchen and thatched hut.

After filling his stomach with the goo made by the mercenaries, he chose a room at random, and Soma lay down in it.

From the dinner table, he could clearly feel the attitude of the mercenaries today, which had greatly changed from yesterday.

In just one day, Hal's inherent impression that he had created for more than ten days was directly shattered.

crazy.

Not afraid of life and death.

Boldly.

Gambler!

These are four new labels on Soma, four labels that convince everyone.

With such an impression, when Soma was lying on the bed inside, the sound outside quickly became a little quieter.

Invisibly, everyone, including Turner, understood subconsciously, the real owner of this house!

However, lying on the bed, Soma had no intention to feel these changes.

It has been almost a day since he left the depression and left the underground shelter.

In this free city ~www.novelbuddy.com~ Before he was not sure if there would be more monitoring methods, Soma didn't dare to switch to the first position, opened the storage space and took out the telegraph to send a message.

Concentrate your mind.

The pale blue system panel flickered lightly.

Going straight to the daily newspaper that was delivered this morning and had not had time to check it, Soma read it carefully.

Compared with yesterday, today's depression potential has not changed significantly, it has only increased by 0.12 to 14.81.

1502, which had the highest potential in the entire New World, turned into 1468 after sucking up toothpaste.

As for the average, it is also on a downward trend today, down 0.03. It can be said that the whole line is green, and the depressions are the leader.

Once again, the idea turned into a finger click.

With a flash of blue light, Dot Daily jumped out.

"Oh, it's really cool that there are 1.4 collar points and 3,700 production points today!"

The leading position is the cornerstone of the development of the depression, and it is the strongest foundation for becoming the top power in the New World.

The survival point is Soma's own trump card, the golden finger that can turn the tide at a critical moment.

After seeing that both of them had a good amount of money, he let go of his slightly nervous mind, and under Soma's click, the interface jumped again, and came to the sound brought by the last wind.

Unlike yesterday, the number of voices today dropped by two, leaving only one.

But just looking at it at a glance, Soma, who was lying on the bed, narrowed his eyes suddenly.