Channel Chat, Market Trading

Zong Ze's words were not without reason.

The Lord Game, in which billions of people participated.

Indeed, anything was possible.

Although he possessed the Strategy Module.

There were naturally many lucky individuals in this world.

There were also quite a few talents with exceptionally formidable personal abilities.

For these people, arriving on this Endless Continent was truly like a dragon returning to the sea.

He must never become too arrogant!

Zong Shen secretly encouraged himself.

"I understand, the two of us must work hard; after 180 days, our parents will also descend here."

"Within these 180 days, we must accumulate enough strength to establish a foothold in this world."

"Let's stop chatting for now, I'm going to check the market!"

"Take care."

As the older brother, Zong Shen couldn't help but nag a few more times.

"Alright brother, to think you obtained a market blueprint; it seems not many people have opened the market yet."

"You also need to take care of yourself, safety first."

Zong Ze could feel the concern in Zong Shen's words, and after a simple reply, the two ended their conversation for the day.

Zong Shen then opened the [World Channel].

"Wang Gang 1989716: Holy crap, as soon as it gets dark outside, there are all kinds of beast howls; it's impossible to leave the small courtyard!"

"Sanjay Gandhi 1982514: Brothers, I ran into forest wolves this afternoon, one of my farmers got bitten, and now I don't even dare to go out."

"Sompasong 1996213: Sawasdee krub, I'm even worse off, I took a sip of water from a pond near my territory this afternoon and have had diarrhea all day!"

"Oliver 1986211: Lord above, grant me some food! The starting food isn't enough for four people at all, and now those three farmers are looking at me with green eyes!"

"Andreas 19991212: Idiots, three farmers plus yourself are enough to hunt; even if you encounter a fierce beast, you can use the small courtyard as a retreat and set up traps or ropes!"

"Kimura Tanaka 1992724: Yoshi, my luck is great, I discovered an altar near my territory that can turn my farmers into powerful warriors!"

"Ivanovich Ivanov 1994312: Ura! For blood and vodka! I worked with my three farmers to kill a brown bear and built a stove; roasted bear meat is really good, it's just a pity there's no vodka!"

"Yuan Jiacheng 1984315: I found an indigenous village. After talking to the villagers, I found I can use 'money' to buy food and supplies from them, and it seems there are other quests I can accept!"

The World Channel remained lively.

Although each person could only send one message per day.

The massive base of billions of lords still ensured the channel's bustle.

Most of these lords were only just beginning to adapt to this world, and many had even encountered varying degrees of danger.

But some lords had already demonstrated a lead in strength.

They had obtained their initial opportunities.

However, the fact that they could still speak in the [World Channel] meant, at the very least, that they were still alive.

No one knew exactly how many lords had died on the very first day of their arrival.

The dead could not speak.

Zong Shen pondered for a moment and chose not to say anything on the World Channel.

Then, he opened the [Regional Channel].

According to the prompt, this was a square area measuring 200 kilometers by 200 kilometers, totaling 40,000 square kilometers.

On Earth, this area would be equivalent to eighty times the size of the urban area within the Fifth Ring Road of Beijing.

It was truly not that small.

At the top of the [Regional Channel], a number was displayed.

9273/10000

This represented the number of surviving lords in the region versus the total number of lords who had arrived here!

The number was cold, and the reality was cruel.

This figure indicated that on the very first day of arrival, the mortality rate of the lords was nearly 8%.

Of course, the death toll in Zong Shen's specific region could not represent the whole, as it lacked universal typicality.

Perhaps some regions had more deaths, while others had fewer.

But it was already enough to illustrate the cruelty of surviving in this world.

Death was right by one's side, and it could arrive at any moment.

The [Regional Channel] was equally lively.

Night had fallen, and beasts roared in unison.

No one dared to risk leaving the protection of their courtyard to explore in the pitch-black night.

Consequently, everyone chose to pass the time chatting in the channel.

"Jiang Yi 19961015: We must unite. Only by surviving the initial difficult period will we be qualified to face new challenges."

"Li Chen 1994822: Makes sense. I spent the whole day gathering wood, only managing to build a [Tier 1 Thatched Shed] and a [Tier 1 Infantry Barracks]. But to train farmers into Tier 1 Infantry, I still need quite a lot of resources, and even an Infantry Training Manual."

"Lermontov 1998319: My friends from Huaxia, the region we are in seems to be half grassland and half forest. I am very close to the forest, and today, not far from my territory, I found many suspicious footprints. I'm so panicked!"

"Chen Xin 1987717: Let's all make a pact: if we meet, we must not attack each other..."

"Wang Dajun 19901129: I agree!"

Zong Shen thought for a moment, then edited a message and sent it to the [Regional Channel].

"Zong Shen 1999514: Do not go near the central area of the forest in this region. There is a brutal and powerful Goblin Tribe there."

After sending it, he closed the [Regional Channel]. Every person warned was one less casualty.

That Goblin Tribe was a death sentence for anyone who encountered it in the early stages.

A force capable of wounding a Wolf Cavalry in a single exchange was certainly not to be trifled with.

"Now, let's go check the market."

Zong Shen stood up and left the Lord's Courtyard.

He walked directly outside the yard.

His decision to place the market and other buildings outside the courtyard was indeed bold.

But it did keep the space inside the Lord's Courtyard from becoming cluttered.

This was Zong Shen's confidence in his own combat strength.

The courtyard would serve as his final refuge!

When he stepped outside the courtyard.

All the farmers were crowded into the remaining five thatched sheds, and not a single one could fall asleep.

Colby and Fenrir, the man and the wolf, occupied one shed all to themselves.

Zong Shen and Luna would take turns keeping watch.

Luna was responsible for the first half of the night, while Zong Shen took the second half.

He arrived beside the [Market].

He activated the function.

A massive amount of listed information refreshed immediately.

Although Market building blueprints were not easy to drop, among the billions of lords, there were still tens of thousands who had managed to build a market.

The goods listed by these lords were very monotonous.

They consisted mostly of food and wood.

Blueprints, weapons, and special materials were basically non-existent.

Occasionally, when Zong Shen did come across one or two items of value, the listed price was astronomical.

For instance, a [Refined Iron Armor Blueprint] actually required 500 units of wood or 50 Primary Elemental Crystals.

It was practically a joke.

Or take the [Primary Swordsmanship] skill book, which also carried a massive resource price tag.

In the short term, no one could afford to buy it at all.

However, if the [Market] function was utilized properly, one could certainly make a profit and alleviate the shortage of supplies.

Zong Shen withdrew his gaze and began to ponder what he could sell.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up as he looked toward the courtyard.