Teaching Session, the Black Merchant's "Carnival"!

"The Mermaid Queen!"

"Just 50,000 points plus one Psionic Crystal are all it takes to upgrade!"

"Over 80% favorability from aquatic creatures, and 100% favorability from mermaids!"

Of the three upgrade attributes, Su Mo immediately noticed the eye-catching third one.

Putting aside the six new abilities derived from this upgrade method, the ability to increase favorability alone is incredibly overpowered!

Unfortunately, "50,000 points would be fine, but it requires a Psionic Crystal, which is too expensive!"

Survival Points can be earned back, and upgrades can be gradually increased, but once Psionic Crystal are gone, who knows when the next one will come?

"Let's try reverting to ancestral traits first. If that doesn't work, we'll have to think of other ways. We can't just throw all our Survival Points into this."

Yesterday's gains were a meager 900 points, and we'll have to spend another 2800 points, which is essentially a negative growth.

Even though he still had nearly 20,000 Survival Points, Su Mo still felt a pang of heartache after seeing another 2,800 Survival Points disappear.

Fortunately, the changes in the Tortoise Shell on the ground quickly drew Su Mo's attention.

The Mermaid Benediction, which originally accounted for only about 10%, suddenly expanded like an inflated balloon after receiving the system's green light assistance.

With such a small area, how can one become stronger? Back then, it was all about robbing! In Su Mo's view, the system's green light seemed to be the mermaid's backing. Before the lion-man could react, he was stabbed in the back by the mermaid who had gained the upper hand.

By the time the lion-man reacted, the mermaid had already occupied 30% of the territory, and the lion-man's dominance was completely broken.

As the saying goes, two tigers cannot share one mountain.

After the lion-man's dark blue-green body reacted, the two immediately started "wrestling," with one riding on the other's head and the other thrusting between the other's legs.

About five minutes later, after the mermaid had finally secured half of the territory, the system provided its final boost.

This boost propelled Mermaid to a new level, expanding her territory from an initial 10% to around 65%, turning the tables and taking control.

Furthermore, a zone of approximately 5% exists between the two.

In this area, the two blessings miraculously merged together, seemingly fighting each other, yet also appearing to have merged into one.

"Wow, looking at it this way, the Mermaid's Blessing is actually stronger than the Lion Man's Wind!"

Fighting with the magical power of "blessing" is quite novel.

However, what Su Mo was most concerned about was the result of this reversion to ancestral form, which cost a whopping 2,800 points.

With focused attention, after a half-second scan, a pale blue panel appeared with a brand-new Mermaid Benediction attribute.

[Exceptional Attribute]: Ocean Affinity (lv1) - Growth Potential (2.5 stars)

[Origin of Extraordinary Achievement]: A blessing from a true Merfolk Clan priest, during which a minor secondary ancestral regression was triggered, with the ancestral regression ceremony personally presided over by the High Priest of the Merfolk Clan.

[Supernatural Ability ①]: Water Repellency (When the shelter is completely surrounded by the ocean, by default no water will enter the shelter and will not cause any water corrosion to the shelter's outer shell - can be upgraded to enhance waterproofing) [Supernatural Ability ②]: Breathing (After receiving the highest blessing from the Merfolk Clan to alien creatures, oxygen will circulate automatically within the shelter - can be upgraded to increase the circulation rate)

[Extraordinary Ability ③]: Friendly (The shelter and its players naturally gain a certain amount of favorability from marine life) [Evaluation]: Legend has it that this is the most beautiful blessing from the Merfolk Clan to foreign creatures, sincerely wishing them a peaceful life in the sea. "Yay!"

"Just as I expected, the water-repelling ability has been further enhanced, and it has also added a breathing effect."

"Could this friendliness be created using talismans?"

Su Mo took out the talisman from his Storage Space and examined it curiously. The talisman was now 70% charged since its last use.

At this rate, it will be usable again in just over ten days.

Furthermore, the flood that had previously evolved on the talisman had transformed into waves crashing against the rocks, appearing incredibly mysterious.

I tried to press the talisman close to the core, but unfortunately, this time the talisman Mermaid Benediction seemed to be dead, and there was no "chemical reaction" between them like last time.

"Looks like the special effect can only be triggered when the energy is fully charged."

Watching the talisman Mermaid Benediction breathe at the same frequency, and looking at the core that has now grown by another half.

With a thought from Su Mo, both items vanished simultaneously from the Underground Shelter.

In the apocalypse, being able to level up is a simple and unpretentious source of joy.

Reopening the iron gate on the first floor, Su Mo stretched lazily as he looked at the sparse refugees migrating towards Iron Stone Mountain.

Humans are just strange.

When I'm alone, seeing other people like me makes me really want to move in and live with them.

But when the person actually arrives, they become wary, fearing that the other party will take away their "benefits," and want to put a layer of thorns on themselves to protect themselves.

This strange mentality becomes even more pronounced when the opponent is stronger.

These are the refugees from Candlelight Village who were relocated here.

Every time Su Mo went there before, he could see these refugees with an indelible respect on their faces.

But now, as they abandon their original "hometown" and actually move to Su Mo, a hint of fear of those in power can be seen in their eyes.

They were afraid—afraid that Su Mo, in its current position, would encroach upon their interests.

They feared that Su Mo would use them as shields, directing them to their deaths in the post-apocalyptic wasteland.

Rebeling against the management of Candlelight Shelter is easy; at worst, everyone can mutiny, leave together, and create a new shelter.

But for Su Mo, it was a matter of being powerless; he was basically trapped for life! "People are always extremely cautious before making any choice, including these poor souls. It seems that no one has the courage to invest their entire fortune."

"However, maintaining such a suitable distance is good for them, and also good for me!"

"As long as I wait for Dad to come, I can cooperate with him and really try to subdue these people!"

Su Mo himself was well aware of the reason why the refugees respected and loved him so much.

It provides a sense of security, but without truly participating. Maintaining this balance, and by directing Chen Shen, the current situation can be kept in place.

As for truly winning back the hearts of the people, given the current Su Mo, it's too troublesome, too tiring, and unnecessary!

Patting the head of the Oreo dog lying beside him, Su Mo sat in front of the gate, as if he had transformed into a "guardian deity".

Just sitting here can give all the refugees who have migrated here a complete sense of security.

However, once you get busy in the wasteland, there's no end to it.

As the Moore returned in his Earth Tiger at the edge of the horizon, the task of collecting all the grain into the warehouse officially began.

Sacks of fragrant wheat were unloaded from the truck and carried by the refugees through Storage Space into the warehouse, where they were neatly arranged according to plan.

Crystal-white cabbages, thick red carrots, and bags of stale soybeans were spread out in front of the shelter.

With a gentle breeze blowing, the fragrance wafts up with just a scratch! As the leader of the base, Su Mo naturally didn't get involved in these trivial matters, only occasionally giving instructions on the placement of items, and lazily rocking his recliner.

To the refugees, Su Mo's appearance exuded an even stronger "presence" of power.

However, what they didn't know was that Su Mo's mind was already focused on the Game Panel, quickly checking the rapidly changing material prices.

Around 4 PM, people are at their sleepiest and most anxious.

The price of materials in the market has also dropped to a critical value. If it goes up any further, the market will not be able to absorb that much share, and it will all be stuck with the stock.

The next step is an abyss, from which one falls until no one cares anymore.

So a delicate balance was formed. Those who were selling were not in a hurry, and those who were buying also stopped. Everyone was waiting for the next market movement.

With just a small push, the market could soar to the heavens or plummet to the depths.

For example, if Su Mo starts to collect goods quickly in such a situation, it will be considered "good news" in the Trading Market.

Most of those who were still selling at low prices immediately cancelled their orders, wanting to see what Su Mo would do next.

If the acquisitions continue, everyone will push up their prices, and the big players will pounce like sharks smelling blood, buying up materials from these ordinary refugees in droves.

Subsequently, whenever Su Mo still needs these materials, he will become fish on the chopping block, at the mercy of these dealers.

Of course, if the dealers make a wrong judgment, Su Mo does not need to continue collecting.

If even Su God doesn't accept them, then these materials become useless in his hands. When the first small dealer can't withstand the pressure and starts selling, it will quickly collapse the entire Trading Market like an avalanche.

This practice of controlling the market through information is the most powerful tactic employed by financial giants in the global financial Trading Market.

Now, what Su Mo needs to do is spread this news, take another angle, and force these unscrupulous market manipulators to quickly liquidate their positions! He called to the refugees, placed some wheat that had not yet been harvested beside them, and casually opened the market panel, sorting the Iron Block prices from high to low.

Currently, the highest price on the market is for 1 unit of wheat to be exchanged for 1.5 units of Iron Block.

The lowest is a multiplier of 1.2. If the multiplier breaks 1, some small investors will panic and start selling off in large quantities, which will also cause big investors to suffer.

Therefore, on the acquisition page, as soon as a price breaks below 1, several major players will quickly buy in, ensuring that the market does not plummet due to a few retail investors making reckless moves.

This is the last stand of the big dealer, and also the best moment for Su Mo to launch his attack.

"Prices are well controlled; with no one monitoring them, it seems like they're really reaping the profits from these wasteland survivors."

"It seems the last seed market didn't do you a good enough job, and you're already jumping around again after such a short time!"

"Let me teach you the rules of the wasteland!"

He glanced coldly at the few "familiar" names at the top of the Trading Market and their arrogant acquisition claims.

With a cold laugh, Su Mo decisively made his move, directly bidding on the Iron Block was among the top ten most expensive.

Whoosh! Nearly a hundred units of Iron Block quickly appeared in front of the Underground Shelter, along with a hundred and fifty units of wheat that disappeared at the same time.

The fact that the top ten orders were wiped out is naturally big news for those who are anxiously watching market prices.

Even on the World Channel, people started discussing it.

"Holy crap, someone's offering a high price for Iron Block! Is this another case of a bookmaker causing trouble? Why don't these stupid bookmakers just die?!"

"Exactly, with so many Iron Block being acquired, are you even going to eat or drink them?"

"The price of one unit of Iron Block ingot for one unit of grain was the agreed-upon one, but these speculators are trying to cause trouble, damn it!"

"I'm waiting for prices to come down so I can buy ships; please don't let them go up!"

"The price is already so low, why aren't you buying? What are you all waiting for? If you want to find a bargain, go find one in hell!"

"Buying large quantities of Iron Block! 3 units per block! List yours now if you want to sell!"

"Holy crap, three units? What's going on???"

"The top ten Iron Block in the market were bought by Su Mo, and Su Mo bought them in large quantities!"

"Holy crap, is Su God going to buy up materials???"

When the first news broke, Su Mo, sitting in front of the Underground Shelter, seemed to have stirred up an invisible price storm in the market.

Hundreds of thousands of orders for 1.2 scale Iron Block were cancelled in an instant, and even 1.5 scale ones disappeared rapidly.

In less than a minute, the Iron Block interface became completely empty, and the interfaces for other basic materials also began to empty.

It was as if Su Mo was really on a massive acquisition spree, sweeping away the entire materials market.

However, the good times didn't last long. After another minute or two of buildup, material prices started to appear sporadically in the market again.

The ordinary refugees, who were still waiting for the price to plummet, were shocked to discover that Iron Block had actually increased to 3 units of wheat to exchange for 1 unit of Iron Block!

The price of copper blocks skyrocketed from 1.8 to 5 units!

Retail investors who were reluctantly selling were shocked to discover that, just minutes before they could only sell one unit of Iron Block, now even if they listed them at 2.5 or 2.8, the big players would quickly buy them up.

How come it's Chinese New Year again?

Looking at the large amount of food and supplies that appeared on the ground, and then at the Iron Block that he thought he was going to smash in his hand, which quickly disappeared.

On this vast wasteland, all the refugees who had dug out the materials with their sweat were shocked.

However, after watching the World Channel for a while, everyone lowered their slightly hunched bodies, just like during the disaster.

Under the witness of this sky, every ordinary refugee who sold the materials at a high price knelt down in reverence! From their mouths, the name Su Mo was chanted once again.

At this moment, Su God was truly a god!

He's a true "God of Wealth"!