"I don't have any money myself, but these Fourth Catastrophe players do!"
Lin En suddenly remembered that he wasn't fighting alone. He still had his adorable cash cro... adorable players!
What if he held a "main city land auction"?
"That's right!"
The more Lin En thought about it, the more excited he became. Inside the Divine Statue, he couldn't help slapping the table in delight.
"I can just post a system announcement and auction off the land within a one-kilometer radius of the Ash Church to the players!"
"Want your very own private villa in the main city?"
"Want an impressive meeting hall for your guild?"
"No problem! Pay up!"
Lin En's capitalist soul blazed once again.
"The players provide the startup capital, and I use that money to buy buildings through the system and build their houses."
"Once the houses are finished... I'll turn around and charge them monthly land rent and property management fees!"
Not only would he get a thriving main city for free, but he could keep bleeding them dry for years. What kind of god-tier fucking business model was this?
He wasn't just selling unfinished homes. He was monopolizing the land and forcing property fees on them, too!
If this were the real world, capitalists would weep upon hearing it, and Chairman Xu would hail him as a true professional!
"Sheesh..."
Even Lin En was amazed by this spectacularly unscrupulous chain of schemes.
"I'm Chovy!"
"Isn't this a little too ruthless?"
"Will these players sneak into the Church one night and hang my Divine Statue from a lamppost?"
Lin En silently questioned himself.
But they couldn't blame him for being heartless!
The Wasteland World was so dangerous. If he didn't rake in money like mad and expand his territory, how could he protect these adorable