Ambitions of a Level Four Civilization

Seven days later, a major piece of news caused a huge sensation.

"Extra, extra! Green Field City has issued its statement. Spirit Plant Fields start at a minimum price of 10 Spirit Rhyme..."

"Each civilization is limited to purchasing one!!"

"Higher-quality ones cost more, perhaps 50 to 300 Spirit Rhyme. They work better, cover a wider range, and are suitable for powerful races."

"Those interested, please register at the office hall of the Trading Market. Your civilization identity must be verified. Green Field City will deliver directly to your door, so there is no need to worry about safety risks along the way."

The news was like a bombshell, instantly stirring up a massive uproar.

10 Spirit Rhyme... it was truly an unassailable price.

Converted into Civilization Points, that was 0.2 Luck!

If they could not even afford that much, they might as well be extinct.

As for the subsequent door-to-door delivery, it was also meant to enforce the rule that each city could only purchase one... Whether those cities would sell off their fields for short-term gain, and all the consequences that might follow, had nothing to do with humanity.

This news directly triggered a frenzied scramble among countless races!

Because there were too many monks and too little porridge, the cheapest "fields" were simply in short supply. Nearly a thousand cities fought over the slots, and all sorts of wagers and duels sprang up one after another.

If they secured a field earlier, they might develop years, even decades, ahead of the others!

In the end, to reduce conflicts between civilizations, Green Field City could only resort to drawing lots. Civilizations that drew a lot received priority purchasing rights.

There was no helping it. Luck was also a form of strength.

"How lively our Trading Market is...