238 Chapter 199: Players Went Crazy, Was Qingqiu Here to Deliver Warmth
'Yah!'
They opened the thick and heavy warehouse door.
A biological lamp made of glowing plants emitted a weak light that barely illuminated the warehouse.
Although it was slightly better than total darkness, it was still limited.
Sel Bloodhoof pointed at the colossal warehouse in front of him, which was 300 meters wide and more than 500 meters long.
He sighed with emotion.
"This is a warehouse for storing weapons. As long as there are damaged weapons, we would seal them here. The blacksmith shop will choose a part of them to repair.
"However, because there were too many of them, and the new weapons were sharper, the blacksmith could not repair most of the damaged weapons over time.
"As a last resort, we will clean them every once in a while, but the last time was 20 years ago.
"And only a small part of it was starkly destroyed. Most of it is still there."
As Sel Bloodhoof spoke, he pointed to a corner.
"That side contains weapons in good condition but were eliminated due to technological reform. Mostly are siege crossbows..."
As he spoke, he looked at Richard with a burning gaze.
"Lord Richard, we will sell all the weapons in this warehouse to you as long as you want it."
Richard looked at the weapons on the shelves and could not help but laugh out loud.
He looked at the many long knives thrown as junk in the warehouse without even a thumb-sized hole.
To Bloodhoof City, these things were just a pile of garbage.
However, it was different for players.
Most of the soldiers in the territory lived an ordinary life, not a troop of mummies and mechanical puppets like Twilight City.
Ordinary life needed armor, weapons, and all the equipment they could wear.
It had only been two months, and many players could produce no weapons.
The Bloodhoof City eliminated higher quality weapons than most of the lords' troops.
After all, they were an underground force that had existed for hundreds of years. Their foundations were something they could not catch up to in a few months.
Richard waved his hand, and his heroic spirit soared to the heavens.
"I want all of it!"
Sel Bloodhoof was stunned, and then he burst into laughter.
His eyes were so carefree.
He would not have let others clean them up if he had known he could still sell this junk.
"Lord Sel, send someone to do the inventory."
Then he added.
"Take turns in doing one thing at a time. Don't leave anything behind."
The almost suffocated higher-ups of Bloodhoof City due to food shortage were overjoyed when they saw such a silly rich dog.
They immediately sent people to count the equipment they thought was tattered.
Of course, they were too embarrassed to raise the price too high.
They were afraid that this guy would wake up and not buy it.
The inventory quickly began.
"One notched long knife, 20 units of food."
"One chipped shield, 50 units of food."
"Chipped armor..."
The staff calculated more resources…
After the inventory staff determined the price, they immediately shouted and categorized it.
Ten weapons were in a pile, and someone next to them immediately counted them.
Richard immediately went to the market and hung them when the pile filled.
[Sharp long knife (chipped), 50 units of food]
[Strong shield (slightly damaged), 100 units of food.]
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The iron ore of the "Shining Era" could be collected from resource points, so as long as it was not strategic equipment, one would not highly inflate the price of ordinary weapons.
Richard was tremendously delighted.
[A long knife only lacks a hole and sells you 50 units of food, aren't you secretly happy?]
A shield selling 100 units of food is a gift of warmth, okay?
And the transaction fee is set to be paid by the buyer.
In the end, Richard complained that this thing was too slow.
He might as well have gathered 100 weapons and sold them together.
God knows how much equipment there was in an abandoned equipment warehouse for decades.
Moreover, this was the underground world.
The frequency of weapon consumption was not something one could imagine in peaceful areas.
Not long after, the players on the forum realized something was wrong.
Someone sold several cheap pieces of equipment for hundreds. The ID of the equipment seller shocked them even more -- Qingqiu.
That super boss had left the dungeon for half a month without a trace. How did he suddenly appear again?
At first, not many people paid attention to Richard's actions, but an hour, two hours, and three hours later. He still sold equipment.
It shocked a portion of the players.
"F*ck, what did Qingqiu do?! Why is he still selling equipment after selling for three hours???"
"What a joke. I did a rough calculation. This guy probably sold more than 100,000 pieces of equipment in these few hours..."
"That's impossible, right? Is there a system bug? Why does that guy have so many weapons to sell?"
"Boss, I'm on my knees. I just spent 5,000 units of food for 100 long knives. They're so f*cking useful. Although most of them are chipped, they're much better than the ones forged by my blacksmith shop that can't even cut tofu."
"Hahaha, everyone, hurry up and snatch the weapons that boss Qingqiu sells. They're cheap and cool. They can buy back and repair them if everyone's territory can repair their equipment. Then, they can make a profit again."
"I'm crying. Boss Qingqiu, are you here to give me warmth?"
The conversation continued…
It was usual to sell weapons and equipment. It was unusual to sell for several hours, and more than 100,000 of them.
Moreover, the person who sold them was none other than Qingqiu, who left a deep impression on everyone.
A few points combined, and it did not take long for billions of players to know what he had done.
After the players who bought the weapons used them, they posted crazily. They shouted Boss Qingqiu had sent them warmth and that he had come to ask for them.
Later, it reached the point where Richard could instantly kill a player if he hung the weapons on it.
At this time, Sel Bloodhoof and the high-ranking officials of Bloodhoof City went crazy.
They urged the staff inside to speed up the inventory.
They even wished they could do it themselves.
It was not that Richard was charming, but he gave too much.
As long as he counted 1000 weapons, he would pay the bill immediately.
Later on, they even sent a special food delivery team to wait.
To prevent accidents, Richard directly summoned the extraordinary hunter.
As long as he wanted to, he could activate it.
With this killer in charge, he was not afraid that these people would get greedy.
He sold too many items and exceeded the storage limit of the system space.
In the end, because the transaction volume met the requirements, the system activated a separate space. But it could only temporarily store for 12 hours.
So, he simply paid directly.
For the first time, Richard experienced the thrill of counting money until his hand numbed.
It was too cool.
As long as he counted it, he could sell it to other players immediately.
Although the equipment was a little damaged, it did not affect its use.
Moreover, the price was low-cost. And it was cardinally popular.
The players had never seen such a low-price dumping stance before. They were instantly on their knees, increasingly bought crazily.
The market of 20 billion players was so huge that even if he had ten times more weapons, it would still not be able to meet the needs of all the players.
He was currently lying down and making money crazily.
Trade.
Trading was still the most profitable thing.
The smile on Richard's face was extremely bright.
This exploration of the underground world was too comfortable.
He immediately waved his hand when he saw that the workers' speed had slowed.
"Hurry up, bring out all the weapons inside, don't leave any behind..."
Sel Bloodhoof heard this behind him. The corners of his mouth curled up to the back of his head.
"Lord Richard, I'll immediately get someone to gather them and see if there are any obsolete weapons! Just wait! Don't be in a hurry to leave!"
