Troy just got up from the capsule with an ugly expression. He didn't feel great these days as many things didn't go well in the game. However, today he was really angry.
"Damn it! Sunny Gulf Guild, you did too far this time," Troy cursed.
After his initial success as a speculant, he invested all of his wealth in the game. He had gained a good reputation among the craftsmen in the Ivy Cape. The majority of them became his regulars after they enjoyed the benefit of buying the materials from him.
Some of them even asked him to sell their products in the auction. However, with a bitter smile, Troy had to decline. Not like materials, the equipment and potions were more difficult to profit.
After all, no one bought equipment in bulk. The players usually only bought whatever they needed to replace their broken or lower-level ones. So no one could predict the fluctuation of their prices, as every player had their circumstances.
