Charge Points +1

"It was good enough. Perhaps you should worship the Goddess of Luck." Clysis nodded and sincerely offered the suggestion.

"Next time, for sure."

Lohr gave a perfunctory reply, then changed the subject. "Is it still chaotic outside? If not, I'd like to go to the nearby fishing village to buy some fish."

"It's still somewhat chaotic. I suggest you wait another couple of days before going out."

Clysis waved a hand. "If we run into two or three thugs, I can't guarantee I'll be able to protect you."

"All right, then I'll wait a few more days." Lohr readily accepted the advice.

In any case, the wizards would not arrive for at least another half year. He was in no hurry.

Three days later.

By now, order had basically returned to the town, and the residents did not seem particularly grief-stricken.

After all, those people had not died. They had merely been taken by the gods into the Divine Kingdom.

Early in the morning, Lohr called Clysis and headed out. At the carriage house, he hired three cargo carriages and three drivers, then set off for a small fishing village three kilometers from town.

It took only around ten minutes for the group to reach the entrance of the fishing village.

Their arrival had already alerted the village, which had once housed a thousand people but now had only a little over four hundred left.

A white-haired old man came forward, followed by four middle-aged men, all watching the three carriages stopped at the village entrance with wary eyes.

"Grandpa Garcia, long time no see!" Lohr jumped down from the carriage and greeted him with a smile.

Seeing that it was Lohr who had climbed down from the carriage, the old man let out a long sigh of relief and asked,

"Little Lohr, have your parents entered the Divine Kingdom, since you came alone this time?"

"Yes. The God of Wealth took both my parents away and left only me behind." A regretful expression appeared on Lohr's face.

"Don't feel regretful, child."

Garcia smiled kindly.

"The God of Wealth left you behind because he needs you to create more wealth for him in the mortal world."

"When your life comes to its end, he will surely bring your soul into the Divine Kingdom."

"Yes, I firmly believe that day will come." Lohr seemed to have been comforted. The regret vanished from his face, replaced by a bright smile.

"The reason I came today is to create wealth and carry out the will of God."

At this point in time, the majesty of the gods still weighed heavily upon the lower classes. Putting on an act was very necessary.

"Roya Village will always welcome your arrival."

Garcia nodded solemnly and led Lohr's group into the village, asking as they walked,

"How many pounds of fish do you plan to buy this time?"

"Um..." Lohr pondered for a moment before answering, "Let's start with three thousand pounds."

This time, he had mainly come to see whether there were many live fish in this era containing trace elements. Buying fish was merely incidental.

"All right, follow me." Garcia was somewhat disappointed upon hearing the amount.

Still, he understood. Lohr had only just begun taking over his parents' business, and being able to buy three thousand pounds of fish at once was already not bad.

He immediately brought everyone to a large fishpond by the sea and gave a few instructions to the four middle-aged men behind him.

They walked to the edge of the pond and pulled up a section of dip net. Dozens of fish, large and small, were caught in it and placed into wooden barrels piled along the shore.

Then they picked up wooden clubs, intending to kill the lively fish in the barrels.

"Wait!"

Lohr immediately stopped them. Facing everyone's puzzled looks, he explained with a smile,

"I've never killed fish with a club before. How about I try doing a few myself first?"

"Of course."

Garcia beckoned to one of the men and had him hand the wooden club to Lohr.

Lohr took the club and weighed it in his hand. It was a little heavy.

That was normal. If it were not heavy, it would be difficult to kill fish weighing dozens of pounds.

He quickly walked over to a wooden barrel and focused his gaze on it. Of the dozen or so fish inside, three emitted a faint pale-blue glow.

A one-in-five chance. Elemental energy in the Wizard Main Plane is truly abundant in this era! Lohr secretly marveled.

In his previous life, by the time he had started playing Radiance of Truth, the Wizard Main Plane had nearly been ruined by the players.

Out of a hundred sea fish, not even one would contain trace elements.

Some other planes occupied by wizards, on the other hand, had extremely dense elemental energy. Some even far surpassed the present era.

Bang—

Amid his delight, Lohr brought the club down on a small fish weighing around three pounds, its body glowing faintly blue.

The panel gave no notification. Clearly, the fish was not dead yet.

Bang—

Another blow landed, and a pale-blue illusory screen finally appeared before his eyes.

[Trace elements absorbed. Charge Points progress +0.3%]

"Was it because the fish was too small, so it had stored fewer trace elements?"

Lohr frowned. Though it was within his expectations, he could not help feeling dissatisfied with the number.

"Let's kill another one and see." This time, he deliberately picked a fish weighing around seven pounds.

Bang, bang, bang—

With each swing of the club, another fish died beneath it.

[Trace water elements absorbed. Charge Points progress +0.5%]

It had indeed increased somewhat, but the growth in trace elements did not even match the increase in the fish's weight.

"Looks like this really is all there is." Lohr sighed.

Each fish only added a few tenths of a percent. It would take nearly three hundred fish to fill the progress bar.

At the current trading rate, he would need to buy an average of five thousand pounds of fish to gather one Charge Point.

Buying five thousand pounds of fish would cost five gold coins.

Then he would have to turn them into salted fish and sell them to merchant caravans, spending a month of work to earn eight gold coins. It was simply a waste of time.

This would not do.

"Grandpa Garcia, I want to change the way we trade. Is that all right?" Lohr set down the club and returned to Garcia's side.

"How do you want to change it?" Garcia found it somewhat strange. "We've always traded this way."

"I want to choose the fish I need myself..."

Lohr had barely spoken when he saw Garcia frown, seemingly displeased, so he hurriedly continued,

"Of course, I'll double the price. For every ten pounds of fish, I can give you two copper coins."

Two copper coins for ten pounds of fish was double the price, but all the fish would contain trace elements.

By rough calculation, he would only need around a thousand pounds of fish for one Charge Point, which would cost merely two gold coins.

After turning them into salted fish, he could even recover around one gold coin and five silver coins.

The capital he had on hand was enough to support his spending spree until half a year later.

"All right." Garcia's cheerful expression returned.

"You can take your time choosing fish from the pond. I'll have Hargwen accompany you."

Though he did not know what the little fellow was planning, selling the fish for more money was always a good thing, so he did not think much of it.

He called over the middle-aged men still standing by the fishpond, gave them a few instructions, left one of them behind, and departed.

Watching Garcia leave, Lohr immediately pulled Hargwen over and began selecting fish, killing fish, and gathering Charge Points.

The fish he killed were loaded onto the carriages by Clysis, the militia member, and several drivers, ready to be taken back and made into salted fish.

[Trace elements absorbed. Charge Points progress +0.3%]

[Trace elements absorbed. Charge Points progress +0.4%]

[Trace elements absorbed...]

[Charge complete. Charge Points +1]

After killing nearly three hundred fish in succession, Lohr saw the notification that his Charge Points had increased by one and smiled in satisfaction.