Long Live Free Trade!

"...So what exactly are we supposed to trade?"

Wu Pifu and Yamadai both looked thoroughly lost, as if asking themselves who they were, where they were, and what they were supposed to do.

One of them possessed an utterly pure personality forged through countless iterations, had watched his companions die miserably, and had gone through the experience of charging around with a hanger-on and hacking away at everything. The other had been fighting or on his way to fight since childhood—born into the Third War, raised in the Third War, and put into a Stasis Pod during the Third War, all in one seamless stretch. To him, guns, ammunition, and corpses were as familiar as eating, sleeping, and fighting monsters.

So asking the two of them to think about trading was truly making things difficult for them.

Xu Shilan naturally knew this, so she showed no impatience at all. Leading them through the chaotic port, she looked around and said, "First, this world is important and special, right?"

Wu Pifu and Yamadai naturally nodded. This was something they had analyzed and discussed before.

Whether it was one of the lower realms of the Mountain and Sea Realm, one of the five great Transcendent worlds; the resources of this world itself; its overlapping supernatural paths; or the possibility of stacking external supernatural ships—every one of these facts made this world extraordinarily important.

Xu Shilan said to Yamadai, "You and I both need to increase our strength quickly. Within the span of at most two Dream Worlds, we must at least reach the point where we can survive the aftermath of Wu Pifu's battles. So we have to cultivate this Dream World deeply, right?"

Without waiting for Yamadai to answer, Xu Shilan turned to Wu Pifu and said, "And you need points—lots