Trading Project

"Uncle, are all the jellyfish here poisonous? Are there other varieties? How toxic are they? Do the fishermen have any way to deal with them?" After watching the jellyfish beneath the sea for a while, Kerry asked the boatman.

The honest boatman had not expected the lord to ask about jellyfish, and he was a little slow to react. After a long pause, he finally said, "Lord Baron, there are only these Purple Poison Jellyfish here. Their poison isn't fatal, but it can paralyze your whole body. If you fall into the sea and aren't pulled out in time, once you're paralyzed, you'll either drown or drift off to who knows where. There's no way to deal with them, so only two or three families on our island fish, and even they have to go out to the distant waters. Life is hard." The fisherman rambled on for quite a while.

"Catch some for me to see." To deal with these jellyfish that hindered economic development, he naturally had to understand the enemy first and see whether he could find its weakness. Kerry had the fisherman cast a net into the sea.

The fisherman quickly hauled the net onto the boat. Wearing rubber gloves, he carefully untangled the net full of jellyfish and brought a large one before Kerry.

The technological development of this world was rather skewed. There were rubber gloves, carriage wheels, soap, and even telephones.

The telephones here were called Magic Communicators and were high-end luxury goods. Many other daily necessities were nearly on par with those from Earth.

Yet trains had not appeared. There were no internal combustion engines, only steam engines. The steam was powered not by coal, but by Alchemical Magic Crystals, an artificial object similar to a battery. Mages earned vast sums by charging these batteries.

The Magic Steam Train Kerry had ridden before operated this way. Although the Renault Royal House ran the railways, most of the profit from ticket sales went into the pockets of those charging mages. The Renault Royal House earned very little from the trains each year.

Back to the point, Kerry used the fisherman's cup to hold a small Purple Poison Jellyfish and examined it carefully. His biology knowledge from his previous life had only reached middle-school level, and after staring at it for half the day, he still could not make heads or tails of it.

But the elders had once said: when internal matters left you undecided, ask Tianya; when external matters left you undecided, ask Baidu.

Kerry had neither of those, but there was no point in leaving his Golden Finger unused while he puzzled over it by himself. Taking advantage of the fisherman's inattention, he transferred the jellyfish and its cup into the Private Temporary Warehouse of the Dimensional Exchange.

He then entered the Dimensional Exchange with his mind, casually sat before a trading terminal, scanned the Purple Poison Jellyfish, and began searching for related information.

The Dimensional Exchange's Private Temporary Warehouse was a storage space for Dimensional Merchants to display their goods. It was free for ten hours, after which fees were charged by volume.

Searching information essentially meant looking up an item's price and cargo description. What Kerry had his eye on was precisely the cargo description function.

Purple Poison Jellyfish: A mildly toxic creature. Most of its body consists of seawater. In specific environments, it can reproduce and multiply geometrically, but it struggles to survive outside such environments. Few have currently been discovered across the various dimensional planes. It has some medicinal value. Jellyfish possess a fatal attraction for turtle-like creatures. It is said that the more poisonous they are, the better they taste.

Special notice: The Baxia Clan of the Divine Dragon Plane purchases all types of jellyfish year-round. Click here for details.

Kerry found that there was not much information on the Purple Poison Jellyfish, but it did explain both the situation he had encountered and how to resolve it.

It turned out that the waters within his territory provided exactly the right environment for their explosive reproduction. In other words, as long as he ruined that environment, he could wipe out these jellyfish. It sounded quite easy.

Seeing the "click here" trading link beneath the description, Kerry was a little surprised. The Dimensional Exchange was rather good at business—even the advertising links from his previous life had made their way in. There was no harm in taking a look, and it would not delay anything. Kerry naturally "clicked here."

The screen changed and quickly became a purchasing platform. It was somewhat like Taobao, except the product descriptions had been replaced with purchase lists. Anything not on the list could be discussed directly with the shop owner. No one was online at the moment; perhaps someone would appear only after the market opened.

Kerry slowly browsed through the purchase lists and easily found the listing for Purple Poison Jellyfish. When he saw the purchase price clearly, he felt as though a pie had fallen from the sky and struck him.

Fifty catties of fresh Purple Poison Jellyfish could be sold for 10 Points, or 0.2 Points per catty. Converted into this world's currency, that was 20 Silver Coins per catty. What was swimming in this sea was not jellyfish—it was money! One ton of Purple Poison Jellyfish could be exchanged for 400 Points.

Kerry was so excited that he immediately had the urge to order people to catch jellyfish. But mobilizing the entire island to scoop up jellyfish was unrealistic. After all, they were poisonous. He needed proper tools for catching and storing them. Besides, even if he started catching them now, he could not sell them. The buyer wanted fresh jellyfish, and without refrigerators, he could only consider storing them in the Dimensional Exchange's Private Temporary Warehouse. The principle of maximizing profit also meant he should not increase storage costs.

He could only wait until ten hours before the market opened to begin catching them. Kerry looked at the market-opening countdown displayed everywhere in the Dimensional Exchange. There were still eighty-three hours left, which meant noon on July 10, three days from now. Kerry now felt as though every day lasted a year.

Here was a brief explanation of the Dimensional Exchange's market-opening times and merchant permissions.

Visitor Access: On the 10th of each month, users may enter the Dimensional Exchange and trade for one day. At other times, they may only look up items and prices. (System validity period: one year.)

Basic Membership: On the 1st and 10th of each month, users may enter the Dimensional Exchange and trade for one day, look up items and prices, post sell orders once per month, and accept loans.

Intermediate Membership: On the 1st, 10th, and 20th of each month, with all Basic Membership privileges, plus the ability to post wanted orders.

Advanced Membership: All Intermediate Membership privileges, plus five opportunities per month to directly purchase from existing sell orders.

Super Membership: All Advanced Membership privileges, plus rule-based lending. Members may lend to other members, provided the borrower has collateral.

Visitors could upgrade to Basic Membership after accumulating 10,000 Points in historical transactions. Members could add one another as friends and leave messages.

Each membership upgrade required completing an Advancement Quest issued by the Dimensional Exchange. Basic Members had to accept the Main Quest within one year, or the system would terminate their binding.

The operation and rules of the entire Dimensional Exchange were simple and clear. Kerry currently had Visitor Access, meaning he could only enter on the 10th of each month, and he could not even send messages. There was no way to contact the Baxia Clan buyer in advance, and he also had to upgrade to Basic Membership within a year.

Having settled on his first trading plan, Kerry exited the system and casually poured the jellyfish from the cup back into the sea. It seemed that time had frozen the moment the jellyfish entered the Dimensional Exchange. It was neither dead nor alive, consumed no oxygen, and did not eat. Once it left the Dimensional Exchange, its frozen time vanished, and it began flailing about again.

Thirty minutes later, the boat docked at a pier. They had arrived at Little Nose Bay Port City.