Revenge Never Waits Overnight

This was a vermilion fruit, crystal-clear as though coated in a layer of beeswax, about the size of an apricot. Kerry would never leave good things unused. After ending the video call, he took the fruit from the temporary warehouse and ate it.

Sweet, juicy, and delicious, the Marrow Cleansing Fruit went down in a single bite. Kerry felt a warm current circulate through his entire body once, and then... nothing happened.

"What's going on? Is it fake?" Kerry had already left the trading terminal when a bad feeling rose in his heart. He sat back down in front of it and searched for Marrow Cleansing Fruit.

Marrow Cleansing Fruit: a fruit found only on the Dragon Plane. Nourished by Dragon Qi over long periods, it could strengthen the muscles and cleanse the marrow, improve one's constitution, and increase potential. It was natural and pollution-free, and repeated consumption had no side effects. However, precisely because it had no side effects, a single fruit was not very potent. Depending on one's constitution, the number of Marrow Cleansing Fruits needed to completely improve one's physique varied.

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After clicking, a huge list of Marrow Cleansing Fruit listings appeared. After looking through them briefly, Kerry's face darkened. Damn it, he had still been scammed. A Marrow Cleansing Fruit only cost around 100 Points.

Next time, he would definitely get back the advantage that old Baxia had taken from him at that shop. Kerry gritted his teeth in secret.

Now that he knew a single Marrow Cleansing Fruit would not do the job, Kerry stopped dwelling on whether he should take more. His territory was in desperate need of development, and he planned to exchange his 2,000-plus Points for Gold Coins. He would spend a month properly developing his territory. If there was no shortcut to personal strength, he would set it aside for now. By the time he entered the Dimensional Exchange next month, he hoped to have other South Australia Island specialties to increase his trade income. The jellyfish trade also needed to expand. Ideally, he could develop his own capture team, saving costs while avoiding any shortage of temporary workers and improving his ability to withstand risks. Most importantly, he needed to recruit some guards to feel safer.

Just as Kerry intended to exchange his Points for Gold Coins in the center of the main hall, he passed an open hall and unconsciously stopped. This hall covered an enormous area. As opening hours went on, more and more Dimensional Merchants entered the system. This place was for merchants without the money or authority to open shops to set up stalls. Its defining feature was obvious: it was a barter market.

Though it was called a barter market, Points transactions were the mainstream. There was still plenty of time before closing, and Kerry decided to play reporter here, learning and observing while investigating the prices, supply, and demand of various goods.

This market was quite interesting. Everyone here was a Dimensional Merchant, someone with status, so nobody shouted like street vendors. They silently claimed a patch of ground, placed system-scanned miniature models of their goods on their stalls, and waited quietly nearby. Only when someone came to chat would they actively speak with a customer.

Kerry was like a young woman entering a shopping mall, completely losing track of time. He wandered around all afternoon. When he passed a stall selling robots, he sensed someone knocking at his door in the outside world. Only after reluctantly leaving the system did he realize it was already dark. Mr. Carson was knocking, calling him to dinner.

"Mr. Carson, how many barrels are at the docks now?" Since he was going out for dinner anyway, he might as well deal with all the jellyfish collected during this time.

"Young Master, the wooden barrels at the docks are piled up like mountains. Many ships that couldn't get in have gone to the southern dock. By the time I returned to the castle, nearly 3,000 barrels had accumulated across our two docks." As usual, Carson took out his little notebook and checked it before speaking slowly. Then he added, "We have paid nearly 10 Gold Coins in wages for this, and it has not even been a full day."

In his previous life, 10 Gold Coins were equivalent to 100,000 yuan. For a down-and-out noble, spending at this rate could already be considered squandering the family fortune.

"Don't worry. We'll have a large amount of Gold Coins soon." After finishing his meat soup, Kerry gave a perfunctory reply and left the castle for the docks to collect the nearly 3,000 barrels of jellyfish.

South Australia Island had two deepwater harbors. Unfortunately, each harbor had only one dock. The family had never planned to manage them properly, and the island's cargo throughput was severely restricted.

There was nothing to say along the way. Many dockworkers had seen their lord collect wooden barrels that morning, so seeing him do the same again that evening barely surprised them. Enviously, they thought, being a noble was great. He actually possessed legendary Space Equipment. One piece of Space Equipment could probably buy the entire South Australia Island.

These commoners at the bottom of society had no idea what a piece of Space Equipment was truly worth. Forget one South Australia Island—even ordinary-quality Space Equipment could buy ten South Australia Islands with their current economic conditions.

"Mr. Carson, tell those fishermen that we'll purchase the final batch of jellyfish before eleven tomorrow. After that time, they'll have to wait until next month." After collecting all the jellyfish and leaving behind empty barrels, Kerry returned to the castle and gave the order before heading back to his room alone. Yes, the temporary warehouse of the Dimensional Exchange did not actually require the jellyfish to be packed into barrels one by one. He had discovered that while trading jellyfish that morning, so he simply had not brought any barrels when collecting them that night.

"Again next month?" Watching the Young Master's door close, the old butler Carson silently groaned.

Ignoring Mr. Carson's bitter expression, Kerry eagerly entered the Dimensional Exchange. With so much stock this time, he would first go irritate that old Baxia. Kerry was the kind of person who, when circumstances allowed, never let revenge wait overnight.

After entering the Dimensional Exchange, Kerry once again appeared beside that stall selling robots. The stall owner was a cyborg wearing glasses, half human and half mechanical. He gave Kerry a faint glance, then paid him no further attention.

Kerry was in a hurry to find old Baxia and did not care about the stall owner's coldness. He found a trading terminal nearby and entered the Baxia Jellyfish Recycling Shop again.

"Hey, you crooked merchant! Look at my goods. Want them?" Once the video connected, Kerry wore a lewd grin as he displayed his newly acquired 2,700-plus barrels of Purple Poison Jellyfish.

"Oh, my friend, with this amount, you can receive more and better gifts. Let us trade." The Baxia shop owner's mouth practically watered as his eyes fixed on the massive haul of jellyfish, failing to notice the teasing look in Kerry's eyes.

"Trade what? Quote me a price first. I'll go compare it with the Hawksbill Shop afterward." As soon as Kerry said this, he saw old Baxia's expression grow increasingly ugly, as though he were constipated. Kerry felt secretly delighted.

Suddenly, the old Baxia erupted with a massive burst of cold air, freezing many items in his shop. Kerry even saw him unconsciously brush against a device resembling a laptop, causing it to instantly shatter into powder. Such a powerful being only made Kerry briefly marvel at how formidable old Baxia was. Unfortunately, this was the Dimensional Exchange. Kerry did not care about offending powerful people here at all. The Exchange was an absolutely safe zone, almost as if everyone possessed their own separate spacetime that did not overlap.

After old Baxia's expression changed through a rainbow of colors like a watercolor painting, his stiff face struggled to force out an ugly smile.

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