Objectively speaking, the probability of losing money on the deals for "[ Good Times Don't Last ]" and "[ Shit Appraisal Master ]" is very small. It's just that the sales of blowpipes will be slower due to competition from products like bows and arrows.
As players who joined at the start of the game, the two of them had accumulated some wealth, so after calming down, [ the Good Times Don't Last ] they didn't feel that they had really made a mistake in this deal.
Regarding ranged weapons, since no one can perform the Duolin, who uses muscles to propel Alienation wooden arrows, they must choose one of the following as equipment: long-barreled blowguns, short-barreled blowguns, or bows and arrows.
As a highly realistic game, archery requires a significant amount of practice, the manufacturing process of old-fashioned bows is quite complex, and the long blowpipe is somewhat cumbersome.
Clearly, in terms of affordability and portability, their pre-ordered short tubes still have a good market advantage. As long as they provide good service in this niche market, maintaining stable sales shouldn't be too difficult.
After figuring all this out, [ the Good Times Don't Last ] didn't change the original plan, and found [ the Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] an hour later.
"Dude, what's going on with you?"
The two had Good Times Don't Last met when one of them pointed to the suspenders on his friend's body and asked a question.
"Don't you know what a chest pendant is?"
"Of course I know, but what are you putting in there?"
"Ah, you're saying all this..."
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] pointed to the row of syringes hanging around his neck and introduced them to his friend with a smile:
"This one is 20% concentration of ' Trenbolone,' this one is 30% concentration, this one is 40% concentration... and this last one is a restorative agent, which can quickly clear the drug's effects and return the patient to normal."
What was it diluted with?
[ The Good Times Don't Last ] Looking at the liquid in the syringe that seemed to be churning with flames inside, he asked somewhat cautiously.
"It was my blood."
"Hasn't it Solidification?"
"That won't happen."
So if you encounter a dangerous situation...
"Yes, I'll apply the medicine immediately; just ten seconds will be enough to buy me time."
"So long?"
"One second to administer the medicine, nine seconds to see results."
"Okay, I understand, but if today's plan goes smoothly, you shouldn't need to... wait, did you say you could cough up Martians in your half-dragon form or your normal form?"
"Of course, it's in transformed state."
"Then you definitely have to change your language skills today. Hopefully, your language abilities won't deteriorate to the point where you can't communicate anymore."
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] nodded:
"Don't worry, as long as the concentration isn't too high, it'll be fine."
After agreeing on the battle plan, [ the Good Times Don't Last ] bought two Oil Vine that had been simply Cultivation beforehand from [ Vanilla Ice Cream Scoop ], and implanted them into his body to begin communicating and manipulating them through his mind.
The two opened the official map that was updated in real time, looked at the current locations of the various reconnaissance teams, found a direction that didn't seem to be frequented, and headed towards the Teleportation Tree closest to that border.
[WARNING: You are about to leave the Root Network coverage area. Please be careful.]
The notification appeared in their field of vision as usual. As the ground gradually became unsuitable for plant growth, they officially left Ed's area of control.
"Hey buddy, I need to tell you something."
Walking in the wilderness, [ with Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] suddenly looked at his friend mysteriously.
"Then just tell me, don't be a riddle teller."
"I had just logged off yesterday morning when someone came to my dorm at school looking for me."
"Looking for you in real life? What for? Kidnapping?"
"Take me for a medical checkup."
"What?"
"For the physical exam, they took me to the best hospital in the provincial capital and examined me thoroughly, inside and out. They even drew three or four tubes of blood!"
"You mean, a group of strangers found you early in the morning, for no reason other than to force you to undergo a medical examination?"
"That's exactly what I mean. Isn't that absurd?"
"That's outrageous, so who exactly are they?"
I feel it is...
[ Lion Hidden in the Eyes ] whispering in his friend's ear, [ Good Times Don't Last ] and his eyes immediately widened:
"Real?"
"Pretty close."
"This game actually got those people to take it seriously..."
[ The Good Times Don't Last n't last long] After an incredulous sigh, he suddenly realized another problem:
"Isn't the ' Great Prospects General Store,' the only shop near the castle, violating anti-monopoly laws?"
As soon as he finished speaking, he saw a silent look of disdain in his friend's eyes:
"I've never seen such a pathetic monopoly tycoon. You're quite knowledgeable to say that Seraphina has a monopoly."
"But Seraphina isn't from our world either."
"But your shop isn't even in our world. If this counts as a monopoly, then everyone who runs a small shop at the village entrance would be arrested, right?"
"That makes sense, but... the village store?"
"What's wrong?"
"I suddenly had the idea of opening a branch."
"I suggest you don't have it yet..."
The two chatted casually and soon arrived at a low-lying area formed by a dried-up riverbed.
Against the backdrop of the nearby riverbank and sparse trees, a long shadow appeared on the riverbed, where a large group of Blood Corpse stood idly.
Clearly, the two were lucky; they found the Blood Corpse they were looking for. Out of caution, they immediately lay down behind a large rock and carefully observed the situation in the riverbed.
[ His Good Times Don't Last ] He immediately beamed with joy, and looking at [ the Lion Hidden in the Eyes ], he excitedly said:
"Quickly, insert the acupuncture needles! I'll tell you when to light the fire, so light it!"
As he spoke, he had already devoted more of his own nutrients to the Oil Vine seedlings on both sides of his neck.
After receiving nature's bounty, the two plants grew rapidly and advanced to level two, where they had a clearer sense of their bodies. [ Good Times Don't Last ] They could even feel the roots of the Oil Vine moving and extending along their blood vessels.
However, he wasn't worried about it. Once the cooperation with these little guys ended, he only needed to cut off the outer part, and the remaining roots inside would be slowly absorbed by his body. Besides, this wasn't his real body, so there was no need to be so frugal. Who hasn't died twice in this game?
Under the control of the thought of "[ Good Times Don't Last ]", the Oil Vine on both sides of his neck began to stretch rapidly forward.
The Oil Vine is quite different in appearance from the Deadwood Vine. Its surface is covered with tiny grooves that twist along the direction of its growth. The flammable oils accumulate little by little in these grooves, and soon form a layer of oil film that gleams in the sunlight on the surface of the entire plant.
The two Oil Vine continued to advance, approaching the chosen Blood Corpse amidst the rustling sound of friction.