The morning light shone through the fortified walls of Adam's palace, sheltering a hoard of weapons and supplies. His realm was bustling with activity as his NPCs worked at their craft and machinery.
4,444 artisans labored in their forges, hardening iron and assembling weapons for the forge. The forge expanded the storage area and hauled in wood and stone. Ignis stood at the edge of the safe zone, his rock glowing. As he practiced his spells. The flames danced in intricate patterns that showed the precision and power of S-ranked magic.
Adam opened his interface to check today's progress.
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> **Current Source:**
> - Gold: 420
> - Three: 40
> - Stone: 30
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He entered the **Auction Table**, where his weapons were still listed with the market leader. The chatter was noisy as players tried to bid for the lowest price bid
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> **Buy Trade:**
> - Reinforced Spear: 180 gold
> - Blade Axe: 80 gold
> - Shield: 85 gold
> **Total Money:** 345 gold
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The ads for the items sold are still playing. Adam watched as his gold reserves increased and the Lord Merchant's ability to return resources to his inventory increased.
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> **Lord Merchant activated:**
> - Resources returned:
> - Three: +25
> - Stone: +12
> - Gold: 90+
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players around the world witnessed the sudden flood of weapons. Despite the high prices, it showed the desperation of those preparing for the invasion.
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**PLAYER 22:** "Who is this merchant, they are all holding fake NPCs. There is no other way to explain it. "
**Kaipere 78:** "I am broken, but I have a shield. I hope it's a good life."
**Player 12:** "The spear that was sold for 200 gold was better. Who has that kind of money?"
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Adam laughed and ended the conversation. Players can argue all they want, but the truth is clear: he has the resources and the ability to control the market. Every gold spent gets him closer to his next level, and every valuable item ensures that he's doing well.
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It was almost noon when Ignis returned from his patrol. He approached Adam, his red hair shining brightly in the sun.
"Lord," he said with a slight bow. The safe zone was clear, but the creatures were getting stronger. I heard they were near the southern border. "
Adam nodded. We will fortify that place. The attack is coming and they are testing us. "
He turned to the NPC creator. Focusing on strengthening the southern environment. I want the holes to be the same as the holes night
Builder Builder thanked and immediately began dragging the materials to the safe area.
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By evening the southern area was covered with traps and obstacles. Adam scanned the defenses with his reinforced spear. Deep holes were hidden under the shelter, the ditches were used as cover for ranged attacks.
Ignis stood nearby, his staff glowing in the faint light.
"It will be well arranged,"
said in a calm but admiring voice.
"It will not be enough," Adam replied in a calm voice. The monsters are coming. These barriers will remain for now, but we must enter. "
He looked at the transparent number on his interface.
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> **Monster Invasion Timer:** 3 days, 18 hours left.
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Adam returned to the house, where the craftsman had just finished working on another house A set of weapons
, the NPC said, showing off the new build. "My lord, I have made a heavy axe. Perhaps you can help me with some trading. "
Adam examined the weapon, noting its weight and skill.
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> **New item created:**
> - Heavy Axe (Damage: 20, Damage: 100/100)
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Adam said, "Good job," and put the axe up for sale.
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> **New item added:**
> - Heavy Axe (Starting Expected Cost: 150 gold)
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The interface closed, and Adam's mind shifted to rerolling. There were over 400 gold in the treasure, he could pay for the next group, but the double price made it a risky undertaking.
"Not yet," Adam decided. "I will protect it for as long as I need it."
For now, his focus was on building an empire that would withstand anything this world could throw at him.
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That night Adam climbed the tower The stars above reflected the flames of the forest below. The howls of the monsters in the distance, a reminder of what lay ahead.
He sheathed his spear, his resolve unwavering.
"This world is not ready for my work," Adam whispered. "But they will soon see."