"F*ck! Who is that awesome? Someone bought my things!"
40 Silver Coins was a huge sum of money. For example, although Fatty had reached Level 5 by completing quests, the system reward had been just 8 Bronze Coins. Of course, there might be some discrepancies, but in general, a player who was at Level 5 or 6 would have no more than 15 Bronze Coins on hand!
The monsters in the Novice Village would not have dropped coins. This fundamentally put an end to farming money, so if a player wanted to come up with 40 Silver Coins, it would only be possible if more than 300 players put together their funds and gave them to one person!
In fact, Fatty had never thought that his items would be sold. Although his items were indeed very good, he had almost doubled their price, including the Rune Crafting Skill Book's price. Although there was a huge demand for this kind of Skill Book, it was also produced in high demand. Therefore, its price had been relatively stable at around 10 Silver Coins. The same applied to the two Level 10 Weapon Crafting Blueprints that had a market value of around 4-5 Silver Coins.
Fatty definitely wouldn't have purchased these items at a price higher than market value.
This was why the name of his stall was 'Can't Afford to Be Hurt Even With Money'. The listing prices were simply too high…
However, he had only left for half an hour and these items had been bought… This puzzled Fatty, but at the same time, he was secretly both pleased and angry. In short, he was in a complicated mood.
That was right. Fatty was indeed angry…
"F*ck! Didn't he see my stall's name?" Fatty scolded this unknown person. "You bought my items, but I've suffered a big loss! Isn't this a slap across my face?"
When he saw the messages left by strangers, Fatty opened them to find out who had bought his items.
"Big Brother, you're awesome! You even got a Level 10 Skill Book and Weapon Blueprint?"
"Brother, where did you get them? Can you tell me?"
"Boss, you're so rich. Can you lend me some money? I am still a little short and I want to buy a weapon. I'll return it to you very soon!"
"Big Brother! How dare you list them at this price? Can you lower it?"
"…"
Many strangers had left a message, but the first messages seemed to have come from different players. The last few messages drew Fatty's attention.
"Friend, can you lower the price of your items?"
"Are you here? Let's talk. I'm sincere about buying them!"
"Hey, friend. Don't pretend you're not there. Say something!"
"…"
"You're really not there?"
"Big Brother, your price is too high. Lower it slightly!"
"F*ck! Forget it. I'll buy your items. If you have any more in the future, remember to contact me. Just don't list the items at such a high price!"
These messages all came from the same player. Fatty noticed that not long after he had said he was going to buy his items, a notification had appeared in the system record that the items had been bought. In other words, it was indeed this player who had bought all his items.
Fatty blew a raspberry. His items had actually been bought by one person. Wasn't he simply too wealthy?
However, after Fatty clearly saw this player's character, he couldn't help but freeze!
Night Blood Phoenix…
"Huh? This name seems very familiar. Where have I heard it?" Fatty frowned as he tried to recall.
After a long while, Fatty, who was sitting in front of the controller, suddenly slapped his thigh. "Ah! I remember now! Night Blood! This person is the Guild Master of the Night Blood Guild!"
Actually, when he'd seen this character's name, Fatty should have thought of it. Before he'd gone back in time, the Night Blood Guild had been simply too well-known in the Chaotic Era!
This was not because of their strength or scale. On the contrary, the strength ranking of this guild was only average. The reason the Night Blood Guild was well-known in the Chaotic Era was because, due to the power of the guild, they had caused a full-scale war that had involved almost all guilds!
At first, it had seemed that they'd had a conflict with the Owl Wolf Guild, which had ranked second based on strength at the time. Then, they had been strongly suppressed by the Owl Wolf Guild. Many players had thought that the Night Blood Guild might be in trouble, as a midstream guild like them might not necessarily be able to contend against the power of the Owl Wolf Guild. However, the outcome had taken countless people by surprise.
When the war between the two guilds had broken out, the Night Blood Guild had rallied on as many as 54 guilds as allies, including the guild that ranked third at the time, the Dark Expedition Guild! The strength of the entire coalition had been even stronger than that of the guild that ranked first at the time!
The Night Blood Guild had allies, and so did the Owl Wolf Guild. However, in the end, the Owl Wolf Guild had been suppressed by the Night Blood's coalition. The war caused by the two guilds had continued for a long time and suddenly stopped for some reason.
Afterward, players from all sides had inquired about this and discovered a surprising fact. Although the Night Blood Guild had not been very popular, their Guild Master, Night Blood Phoenix, had been a big celebrity. One could say that he had been a highly-experienced professional game player that everyone had known in the game. During this war, the allies of the Night Blood Guild seemed to have been rallied in by him! In other words, Night Blood Phoenix had known at least more than fifty Guild Masters!
In fact, the conflict between the two guilds had also been caused by the grudge between Night Blood Phoenix and the Owl Wolf Guild Master, Red Wolf. It was said that the two of them had initially been brothers but had fallen out for some reason. Hence, in a fit of pique, Night Blood Phoenix had left to be on his own and established the Night Blood Guild.
A person like Fatty naturally couldn't have known the specific inside story. After this incident, the Night Blood Guild had become extremely famous and Fatty had heard news related to them in all sorts of channels, which had naturally left an impression on him.
After seeing Night Blood Phoenix's name, Fatty dug in his memory and recalled this. Night Blood Phoenix had yet to establish a guild in the Chaotic Era now. Fatty's impression of Night Blood Phoenix was still the same as before he had gone back in time. Now that he had seen such a famous character actually leave him a message, Fatty felt like he had imagined it…
However, Fatty had never imagined that he could wave his fat hand and a huge bunch of henchmen would rush out, chopping his enemies onto the ground one by one while he stood majestically on high ground, looked at what was happening, and enjoyed the admiration and respect of countless players…
This kind of fantasy was certainly impossible, so Fatty was actually very curious about someone like Night Blood Phoenix, who could stir up trouble. He wanted to know whether a famous character like this would also be like him. When it was hot, would he bare his upper body and wear big underpants? When he watched x-rated films of sexy women, would he run to the toilet and have the urge to m*sturbate while grasping toilet paper?
Right now, a legendary character had appeared before Fatty. He couldn't help but contact Night Blood Phoenix…
After he adjusted the headset to the call setting, Fatty hesitated before asking, "Did you buy my Skill Book and Weapon Blueprint?"
Night Blood Phoenix had probably not expected that Fatty would contact him suddenly, so he replied after a while, "Yes! However, my friend, aren't your listing prices too high? To raise 40 Silver Coins, I had to borrow from my friends!"
Now that he knew that Night Blood Phoenix had bought his items, Fatty did not find that strange at all. Given Night Blood Phoenix's connections, it was really not difficult for him to come up with this amount of money. Although Demon City Isengard was the spawn point of the Apostle Race, at least half of the players belonged to major guilds. If Night Blood Phoenix got to know half of these Guild Masters, as long as he contacted them, the Guild Masters would immediately call their members to help him raise enough money…
At this thought, Fatty scratched his head and told Night Blood Phoenix, "Frankly speaking, I thought the items couldn't be sold, so I placed them at a high price and treated them as a display. Then, I went to eat. Who knew that you'd actually buy them…"
Night Blood Phoenix was suddenly speechless for some time. It had been two hours since the start of the beta trial and most players were only at Level 5 to Level 7. He thought that since Fatty had been able to obtain a Level 10 Skill Book and blueprint, he might be an expert or a professional player. Therefore, when Fatty hadn't answered him, he'd thought that Fatty's price had been fixed and had rejected him trying to cut the price with his glib mouth. He now knew that the player called Chicken Sugar had not felt disdain but had really gone to eat…
However, Night Blood Phoenix was optimistic and very soon answered, "Forget it. I've already bought them. I'll take a loss this once. Let's be friends! Brother, if my guess is right, you're a professional player, right?"
"Oh? Why do you say that?" Fatty found it somewhat strange. How had he come up with this judgment?
"Heh heh… That's very simple. At the present stage, Level 10 Skill Books and blueprints are very hard to purchase. Even if there are any, they are given priority by the respective guild players!" Night Blood Phoenix said with a smile. "Except for a professional player like you, who would set up a stall to sell them? Thus, not only are you a professional player, but you are also a single professional player. Am I right?"
Fatty blinked, knowing that Night Blood Phoenix must have misunderstood. However, Fatty couldn't explain to him that he had encountered the 5-Star monsters by luck and acquired the Skill Book from them. Then, because he'd wanted to look good, he had put those items in his stall and sold them… Fatty wanted to keep his reputation. Therefore, he couldn't tell him…
Upon seeing that Fatty hadn't uttered a word, Night Blood Phoenix misunderstood and thought that Fatty had admitted to this. Hence, he told Fatty, "Since you're a professional player, I think you wouldn't turn away business, right? I'm a Death Knight. If you obtain any of my items in the future or want to sell them, you can ask me. If I need them, I'll give you a satisfactory price!"
Night Blood Phoenix had a very simple way of thinking. Since the game had just started, everyone was rushing. It was wonderful to have a professional player who could provide him with equipment.
However, little did he know that Fatty was not a professional player like he thought. Hence, at the same time, this was a wonderful misunderstanding…