"I sense the presence of a big shot on the Trade Market. Did he make another move?"
"You're imagining things. The big shot just upgraded his War Chariot. How could he make another move already?"
"Exactly. It's only been a little over two hours. If Colin makes another big move, I'll eat my War Chariot right here."
But while they were chatting and talking nonsense, a notification suddenly appeared in everyone's minds.
[Congratulations to Survivor "Colin" for becoming the first lord to build a Level 3 Territory.]
[The reward "Hardened Black Bread*999" will be issued shortly.]
[The reward has been issued.]
[All Survivors, keep up the good work.]
"Holy crap, there he goes again! This is what you call a big shot? By the way, where's the guy who said he'd eat his War Chariot? If you're still alive, make a sound."
"I know the Level 3 Territory synthesis formula. DM me if you need it!"
"The guy above is a damn scammer. Don't trust him! He just scammed me!"
"Level 3 Territories are already here? Good thing I just upgraded to Level 2. I don't have the money to upgrade to the next level."
"Why are all the food rewards Black Bread? Can't the designer think of anything else? Couldn't they come up with something new?"
"If you want to get rich, start mining! Brothers, get out there and mine!"
"Damn, stone prices have gone up again! These greedy merchants! If they keep pushing me, I'll go mine it myself!"
"Praise Colin!"
Colin didn't join in the "festivities" on the Chat Channel. By then, he had already entered the courtyard of his territory, walking with several lords and the various Lamp Bearers as they discussed the next steps in their plan.
Outside the territory, nine War Chariots stood in