Galaxy Domination Guide

Chapter 389 380 hot sales

Almost half of the people in the entire marketplace had gathered around the delivery truck of Shelter 101. These individuals were already the most experienced crowd on Taoran Star, having traversed the south and fought north, battled monsters, and seen aliens. Yet, none of them had ever seen so many consumer goods displayed together for sale.

Especially, the items sold on the truck were either high-end daily commodities like tobacco, alcohol, and sugar, or commonly used tools in travel and daily life. Enjoy new chapters from My Virtual Library Empire

The marketplace itself had a wholesale nature, and indeed the wholesale prices offered were cheaper than the retail prices. Nearly everyone from his Hunting Group had been assigned to merchandise sales. Both hunters and merchants were crazy about the goods offered by Shelter 101, but Shelter 101 was demanding Eternal Crystal Stones in exchange.

A member of the Shelter 147 Hunting Group held a small box in his hand, which contained a nail clipping set. This was an exact replica of the sets sold in the old-era Yiwu small commodity markets on Earth, not containing any high technology, but rather small, frequently used, handy items.

With his nail clippers, he skillfully trimmed his own nails. He looked toward the bustling truck, his expression somewhat dark.

"Who would have thought that Shelter 101 had so much stuff? Their factories shouldn't possess such manufacturing capabilities. Since shelters are built underground and exclusively Hunters like us venture out, outsiders have great difficulty entering the shelters, so it's unclear what exactly happens inside."

He had never visited Shelter 101 and naturally was unaware of its industrial capacity. However, he could deduce that if they were able to manufacture nail clippers and even luxury goods like tobacco and sugar, it indicated an excess in industrial capability at Shelter 101, otherwise, they wouldn't produce these 'non-essential' goods that were helpful for living.

"The guys at Shelter 101 have quite the strategy. They want to trade these good items to obtain Eternal Crystal Stones from other shelters. If they gather the most Eternal Crystal Stones, they will surely receive the aliens' audience and even gain more weapons. If they really do acquire a large number of alien weapons, it would be extremely bad news for us at Shelter 147."

His subordinate asked, "So, should we sabotage their trade? Using violence at Bei Mountain might invite punishment from the aliens."

Although he couldn't buy much at the market, the ordinary trinkets he brought, which were produced by Atomic Substance Construction that morning, could still bring him a significant profit, namely Eternal Crystal Stones.

Just as Bai Zhongqi was about to feel disappointed, he suddenly noticed a basket of stones at the feet of a skinny Hunting Group member.

The stones varied in color but were mostly dark brown, resembling river pebbles. Bai Zhongqi asked uncertainly, "Is this what your Shelter is famous for, a bunch of stones?"

The Hunting Group member, seeing someone finally interested in what he was selling, responded with unusual enthusiasm, "This fellow, do you like our stones? Let me tell you, these stones are no ordinary stones..."

Bai Zhongqi almost rudely interrupted him, "Don't spout bullshit, these are just river pebbles. At most, they look slightly nicer due to the different minerals inside that give them varied colors. But really, what use are they?"

"Ah, you don't know, buddy. These river pebbles come from the most sacred and pristine river near our Shelter. People gather by the river annually to pray to the deities and for our own blessings. Our river is also quite mystical; if you make a wish there, as long as it's not too excessive, many can come true."

His pitch sounded like those made by poor tour guides, lacking substance and questionable in truth.

Bai Zhongqi pointed to a truck nearby and said, "I'm from 101, I'll take this basket. In exchange, I'll give you a voucher, which you can take to the truck over there to exchange for something you want."

The stones were just a pile picked up from a river not far from there, costing nothing but taking up space. This Hunting Group member just wanted to trade them for some liquor. Now he could directly trade for the liquor without a second thought, and exclaimed, "It's yours!"

With that, he jumped up and rushed into the crowded line of people.