"Mr. White, I remember you clearly said before that the [Barrier-Ignore Teleport Scroll] was worth one million dragon coins, right?"
Ethan stared at Mr. White with a death glare, "So how did it become two million on this item list? Aren't you raising the price a bit too much?"
"Ahem!"
Mr. White covered his mouth and gave a fake cough, "That's the original price. If you like it, we can give a discount."
"Oh, so that means," Ethan raised an eyebrow, "Anything I like can be sold at thirty percent of the price, right?"
"Of course not!", Mr. White waved his hand, "I know you want the Lord Upgrade Voucher. At most I can give you fifty percent off! That's already the cost price."
"Heh! You big shady merchant, as if I'd believe you!"
"If you don't believe me, I can swear!"
Mr. White immediately raised three fingers and pointed at the sky, "World Will, I swear here that what I've said contains not a single lie. Otherwise, I will forever lose the favor of the World Will."
"Huh?"
Ethan was a little surprised.
Mr. White actually swore seriously, and the oath even sounded pretty harsh.
'Looks like this thing really isn't cheap. Forget it!'
'Too lazy to keep bargaining.'
'Anyway, the three million is basically picked up for free.'
And if it weren't for this super shady merchant, he would not have taken advantage of the witch at all. He might have been killed by her instead.
"Fine. I'll give you two million five hundred thousand for the [Lord Upgrade Voucher]," After saying that, Ethan added, "But since I'm paying such a high price, shouldn't you throw in some freebies?"
"Freebies? What freebies?"
The shady merchant's face twitched. He suddenly had a bad feeling.
Ethan smiled and waved his hand, "Relax, I won't ask for your expensive stuff."
"I just want you to give each resident a few low-priced item scrolls, like teleport vouchers and troop upgrade vouchers, a beginner healing skill book, plus life potions and mana recovery potions. That's all."
"You won't refuse over just this little bit, right?"
When Ethan said this, he spoke very fast, and deliberately lowered his voice on the word "each."
If Mr. White did not hear it clearly, that would not be his problem.
"You're asking for quite a lot."
Mr. White scratched his head and quickly calculated in his mind.
'Teleport voucher 1000 dragon coins + troop upgrade voucher 1000 dragon coins + beginner healing skill book 5000 dragon coins + life potion 10000 dragon coins + mana recovery potion 50000 dragon coins…'
'That makes a total of 67000 dragon coins. Not too bad.'
'Not a huge loss!'
"Sigh! Doing business with you is exhausting," Mr. White sighed, "Fine. Since it's not that much money, I agree!"
"Hehehe! Good! Let's hook pinkies, hang ourselves for a hundred years, no changing."
Ethan stretched out his little finger.
Mr. White's eyelids twitched. For some reason, that bad feeling grew stronger.
But after thinking it through, he felt like there was no problem. And since Ethan's little finger was almost poking his face, he could only reluctantly hook pinkies with him.
[Lord Contract Established: Lord Ethan and Merchant White agree that Ethan will purchase one (Lord Upgrade Voucher) for 2.5 million dragon coins. Merchant White will gift each of your residents one Teleport Voucher + Troop Upgrade Voucher + Beginner Healing Skill Book + Life Potion + Mana Recovery Potion. Both parties must fulfill the contract within today, or they will be punished.] [T/N: Lmao! Read your T&As guys.]
"NANI?"
Mr. White rolled his eyes and almost died on the spot.
'When!'
'When did I ever agree to give one to each resident?'
'Isn't it just one set of freebies for me?'
'Since when did it become one for each resident?'
'Can that still be called a freebie?'
'Is there even human rights left!'
But the contract had already been established, which meant Ethan really had said "each resident", 'So why do I have zero memory of it?'
'Wuwuwu!'
(*꒦ິ⌓꒦ີ)
"Mr. White, one hand pays, one hand delivers!", Ethan once again extended his hand toward Mr. White, "A merchant puts credibility first. A man's word is his bond, right?"
"Hehehe!"
Mr. White truly did not want to say a single word to Ethan anymore.
Really… Not even a punctuation mark.
Because he felt that every extra word he said would cost him another hundred million.
"Fine! Fine!"
Mr. White took a deep breath, suppressing the volcano that was about to erupt in his chest.
Through gritted teeth he said, "Tell me, Lord Ethan, how many residents do you have under you!"
"Not many, not many, just…"
Ethan counted them one by one on his fingers for Mr. White, "Forty-five human residents, and seventy-nine non-human residents. That's all."
"Pfft!"
(ꐦ ⊙ ཀ ఠ)
Mr. White spat out three liters of blood.
Even though he truly, truly did not want to speak to Ethan anymore, he also did not want to be treated like a leek getting ring-cut.
So with trembling hands like he had Parkinson's, he roared, "Ethan! Are you even human?"
"Fine, residents are humans, whatever. But what the hell are non-human residents?"
"By your logic, should I also count the grass on your grave? Should I just give every blade of grave grass a scroll too!"
"If you want to, I don't mind."
"Get lost!"
Mr. White finally understood. The person in front of him had no shame at all. And he finally understood why this shady merchant was more successful than him.
Because… When a person has no shame, they are invincible.
"Here's your Lord Upgrade Voucher!"
"Here are your Teleport Vouchers!"
"I'll give you the Troop Upgrade Vouchers!"
"I'll give you!"
"I'll damn well give you everything!"
☄ฺ(◣д◢)☄ฺ
Mr. White exploded in anger, slamming piles of scrolls onto the table.
He should never have come here today. He should never have come to this damned place. This was a place that devoured people.
This was a place that ate people until not even bones were left.
'Wuwuwu!'
He slammed down goods worth over 8.3 million dragon coins in total.
Even at wholesale cost it would be three million for that pile of scrolls. After that, Mr. White left the cafeteria in tears.
He really…
Was exhausted.
"Hmm!"
Ethan looked at Mr. White's back, then at the pile of scrolls on the table.
In the end, he decided that what needed to be harvested still had to be harvested.
[System captures Mr. White's back and the pile of scrolls on the table.]
[Screenshot taken. Send?]
[With caption: A merchant came to my home. Because he was grateful that I provided him with food and water, he left me a pile of upgrade scrolls. This merchant is really a good person.]
[Received. Sent!]
At this time, it was exactly six in the morning.
The sun had just risen. It was also the time when players were waking up.
'Perfect. Let everyone experience a wave…'
'Of early morning critical hits!'
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