Chapter 142 Ceylon Defense Line 3

The conditions of the inns on the border are naturally inferior to those in the towns of the kingdom.

The listless innkeeper learned that Pete and his friends planned to stay overnight, so he slowly stood up, lit an oil lamp, and led them to the door of the room.

"Two beds are provided in one room. Ha-yawn. If you want hot water, bring your own container. There is a hot water tank in the backyard. It is heated once every morning and evening. If you come late, there is nothing you can do if it gets cold."

"Black bread and pickles are provided in the morning. You can't take them away. Like hot water, they are in limited supply."

The room is about 10 square meters in size. There are two wooden single beds that look pretty good, covered with clean thin blankets and sheets, and bedding is also provided.

The disadvantage is that the sound insulation effect is a bit poor.

Pete can clearly hear the movement from the next room. There is a regular sound of something hitting something, accompanied by the sound of a man panting and a woman's high-pitched voice from time to time.

Pete hesitated a little.

"This situation... is a bit bad."

If it were in Ceylon City, the price of a room with 4 silver coins would at least be a spacious room with exquisite interior decoration and various accessories. Maybe even the bed would be a soft and comfortable water bed, and the floor would be covered with velvet blankets.

How is it different from robbing money to charge 4 silver coins for such a room?

The average income of most farmers in Ceylon Territory is about 4 to 5 silver coins per month.

The shopkeeper said as a matter of course: "Ladies and gentlemen, this is the real border of the kingdom!"

"What kind of room do you expect? Do we have to arrange a few dark elf technicians to serve you well?"

Pet was speechless.

What the shopkeeper said was not wrong.

Although there are kingdom troops and crusaders stationed near the defense line, it is still safe here when the monster red tide does not break out.

But when the monster red tide breaks out, it is completely unpredictable how strong the different monsters rushing to different defense lines will be. Every year, there are unlucky defense lines that are broken through the city walls and the defenders.

The vendors behind the defense line can pack up their things and run away with buckets in advance;

For those who run inns, even if the people can run away in advance, the inn will definitely be destroyed.

The higher the cost of construction and decoration, the greater the loss at that time.

What's more, most adventurers and mercenaries who come to such places don't care about the rest conditions. Anyway, it's just a temporary stop. After all, can it be worse than the conditions of spending the night in the wilderness?

Pate sighed helplessly.

"Okay, pay the money and open two rooms!"

He was ready to suffer this time.

It's not easy to be an adventurer who hunts monsters.

This is not a question of whether you are a professional or not.

No matter how powerful a professional is, you still need to eat and sleep.

In the wilderness outside the border, since the advent of the evil god, the most troublesome thing is that most areas are no longer suitable for mortals to survive.

Not only the threat of monster attacks.

Many plants and animals that could be used as food sources have become inedible after being polluted and distorted.

When adventuring in the wilderness, you can only rely on the dry food you bring with you to fill your stomach.

When Pate and his friends were in Green Harbor, their staple food was basically soft and sweet white bread.

But if you want to go to the wilderness, the easy deterioration of white bread becomes its biggest disadvantage.

In such a place, the only thing that can be supplied is black bread that is easy to store.

The same reason, all other living conditions are also kept simple.

After all, it is better to have something than nothing.

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After the room was opened, everyone decided to go to the small market not far from the hotel.

Rather than calling it a market, it is better to say that it is a place for acquisition and trading formed by adventurers, mercenaries and vendors tacitly.

It was just dusk at this moment, and some adventurers who only wandered around the area near the Ceylon No. 3 defense line returned to the kingdom before dark and were bargaining with the vendors who came to buy monster materials.

Among the group, Brandon was most interested in such a scene.

He knew a lot about the materials found from monsters. He looked at the purchase signs put up by the vendors and talked about them incessantly:

"Benign deformed monster bones! This stuff is ground into bone powder and sprinkled on the ground, which has the effect of accelerating plant growth. I remember that the coconut farmers in Green Harbor would buy this stuff, and the price was almost 1 silver coin per pound. I didn't expect that the vendors here would only buy it for 50 coppers per pound!"

"If it is shipped to Green Harbor, the price can more than double, which is really profitable!"

"And that, look!" Brandon excitedly pointed to the purchase sign on the stall next to him: " I know that the scales or shells of monsters that can be purified can have a special effect when added to armor equipment! "

"The fibers that may exist in polluted plants are said to be very tough after purification and have many uses!"

"Monster meat! It can't be eaten directly! But a small amount of pure alienated meat can be extracted and mixed into feed for livestock, which can make them grow bigger and produce more meat and milk! It's so cheap, only 40 copper coins are given for purchasing 1 jin here? "

Brandon walked and looked, most of this knowledge was told by the mercenaries who boasted in the tavern in Green Harbor.

The adventurers and mercenaries, who were carrying evil spirits and dusty faces, dragged their trophies here and sold the trophies they hunted to the purchasing vendors.

The most common things are the skin, bones, flesh, roots, stems, leaves, and fruits found from the corpses of monsters.

As for those relatively rare and exotic materials, although there are vendors in this small trading market with signs saying "Buy at a high price", almost no one is willing to sell them here.

If you spend a little time and go to Ceylon City to sell them, the price may be dozens of silver coins or even more.

The main trade here is still those common and large-volume materials. After the vendors purchase enough, they will transport them to the right place, and regularly ask the monks of the Glorious God to cast magic to purify them, extract useful materials from them, and then resell them to other customers in need.

After walking around the market, Brandon was a little confused because he found a place that was not quite the same as his "expectation".

"Eh? So strange, why didn't I see the mercenaries waiting to be hired or adventurers waiting to form a team that the bards talked about?"

Since arriving at the border, all the other people Brandon saw were like him, with their own teams or organizations, and there were very few lone travelers.

"Nonsense, even if there are such people, they must be looking for teams in towns like Ceylon City. How could they form a temporary team only when they reach the border?"

Gail reminded Brandon speechlessly:

"Temporary teams don't know each other's background."

"What if after entering the wilderness, your temporary teammates see that the situation is not good and decisively stab you and run away?"

After Gale finished speaking, a shrill voice suddenly sounded not far away:

"Sir! Sir! Sir over there!"

"Are you still worried that the temporary teammates you found are unreliable!"

"Student business, want to know?"

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