Overlord of the Demon Realm

"Major discovery! The weather of the snowstorm is suspected to be related to the local ancient legends..."

"With this post, hey hey, some of them feel good."

Ye Kong finished writing the post, and gave it the top right, and hung it directly on the forum.

There is no mall in the magic world, but there are functional malls in local forums or announcement facilities that specialize in selling some special permissions: such as the temporary sticking of a post or the high-brightness hot label, which is convenient to attract others. note.

The price of special permissions is expensive. The top permission of a day requires 50 silver coins, which is equivalent to the full-time income of seven or eight elite players. As for ordinary players, it can be regarded as good if they can earn 2 silver coins a day.

According to the regular guild's collection rate, the daily membership dues paid by members account for about 20% of the whole day's income, some are higher, the ratio reaches 23%, and some are lower, the ratio is only 8%, but not Deviate from this range.

An ordinary member can supply coins for the guild every day, which is about 40 copper coins.

50 silver coins,

Even if you let the third-rate guild take it out, you have to feel distressed.

Only the great local tyrants like Ye Kong, who carried a dozen gold on their bodies, didn't have to bear the guild, they just had to fill themselves and a few companions. Moreover, his companions are not bad, they don’t need any money, and even in the current two-person combination, Ye Kong is still managing finances...

The large guild is indeed a help, but it is also a burden. At this moment, the advantages of free players have been exerted to the fullest, allowing Ye Kongneng to open up his hands and feet and play with the market.

"Next, just wait for the reaction of other guilds."

Ye Kong turned off the interface and returned to the military hall first.

.....................

The same moment

"What the hell, I told you to collect Huoyancao. As a result, after collecting for half a day, you handed me two groups?" Yin Moro said badly: "So little merchandise, five elite teams, use it for half a day. It’s over! It’s not enough for us to stuff our teeth!!!"

The member in front of me hurriedly explained: "Luo Guiguo, no, I don’t know which force bought the firewood grass in the whole market in advance. We went through some investigations and found out from the sellers On the other hand, when I checked the transaction time of the other party, I concentrated on the late hours of yesterday, but...

Speaking of which, the member smiled bitterly: "That force is very cautious, and all transactions have chosen to be anonymous, and we can't find a bit of it, it's hard to judge the identity of the other party's guild."

Obviously, that member regarded Ye Kong as a guild. After all, in addition to the power of a large guild, who can spend 40+ gold coins to clear the entire market of fire rock grass overnight? !

The third-rate guild cannot do this kind of financial resources.

Only second-rate guilds of the same level have such financial resources to do this.

"waste!"

Yin Moro ghost cursed, but he calmed down immediately, as if figured out some key, could not help sneer: "So, everything is the gold bureau under the guild, you inform, let the following Members should not leave the city for the time being, and do not buy the fire rock grass on the market, hum, let all the materials rot in their hands!"

"what?"

The member was surprised: "Master Luo Gui, if we can't get out of the city, we can only do the errand task in the city. The income of that kind of task is too low. I am afraid that next, we will be opened by another guild..... ...."

"What are you afraid of?" Yin Moruo ghost sneered: "I don't believe this blizzard, I can shave Lao Tzu for three months! Ha ha, look at it, such a big blizzard stopped for at most a day or two, that At that time, all the fire rock grass will rot in their hands!"

"By the way, you disseminated this news to let other guilds know about it. Everyone joined forces to boycott his sales, hum, and dare to think about pitting our money? See if we don’t let him lose money!"

"It turns out so!"

The member admired: "I will immediately send your orders..."

The voice is not falling, the Yin Moruo ghost's friend list suddenly has a call request-

"what happened?"

The Yin Moruo ghost's brow furrowed, and the person who called was his other confidant. The big ghost had his feet, so he answered the phone: "Hey, big ghost, what are you doing with me. ......."

"Boss Luo Gui, the Tesran Forum suddenly had a sticky post, as if it explained the cause of the snowstorm."

"The cause of the snowstorm?"

Yin Moro ghost came to interest, immediately opened the forum, opened the post of "Major discovery! The weather of the snowstorm......", and took a closer look.

"The **** of poetry Brachy, the young goddess Yitong..."

"Churcia, the **** of the snowstorm? The blood of the gods has contaminated the storm and put the whole area into a curse?"

"At the same moment, the snowstorm in history will reappear..."

"The season of the white album?"

"Cut!" The Yin Moruo ghost finished reading the post and shook his head: "I thought it was worth anything. It turned out to be an ancient legend, but just to understand the blizzard, but it can't relieve its influence... ..."

"Wait a minute!"

Suddenly, Yin Moruo froze for a moment, and his eyes returned to the top again, fixed on the text—

"Churcia, the **** of the storm, who extended the blizzard for three months in order to prevent Yi Tong from returning in time..."

For a while, the nearby air froze, and the men felt it too. There was an anger in his boss's body. The anger was almost murderous, but at the next moment, the whole momentum diminished, but calmed down instead.

This calm is the most terrible.

"Big ghost, you immediately go to the nearby fortress residents to confirm the credibility of the sticky post by talking."

"Okay, Lord Luo Gui."

The Yin Moro ghost waited quietly, and after a while, the call sounded again—

"Sir Luo Gui, we have all confirmed that in private, those residents do indeed circulate the same myth and legend, there is a story about the "white album"..."

boom!

Yin Moro ghost hung up the call~www.NovelMTL.com~ smashed the desktop fiercely.

Residents of the Magic World abide by certain rules of conversation. For example, when you don’t know the keywords, you can’t find relevant information, and vice versa.

For example, you asked the residents about the cause of the "blizzard." They must say nothing, but if you ask about the "white album story", they will tell you the whole cause.

The confidence of the sticky post is 00%...

The whole snowstorm really takes three months!

"Submit the order..."

The Yin Moro ghost's voice is a bit astringent and hoarse--

"At all costs."

"Go all out to acquire the "Fire Rock Grass" material."