Lord Of The World: I Become The Lord Of The Desert From The Start

"F*ck, Brother-in-law, are you that fierce? I've seen you selling equipment for three hours. Didn't you take out the dwarves' 'hometown'? Where are we going to get so many broken weapons?"

Richard collected money while he lay down, and [Where's Your F*cking Italian Cannon] sent him a private message.

"I made a small deal. Do you want it? I can help you keep three to five thousand..."

[Where's Your F*cking Italian Cannon: You motherf*cking! Three to five thousand? I'm jealous. You're so rich, Brother-in-law. Do you have any humanity?]

[Sigh. It's a pity I got a few high-level equipment blueprints from the dungeon. I'm still forging them myself. So I don't have use for them for the time being…]

Richard's mouth twitched. If he wanted to show off, he could've just said so.

[Where's Your F*cking Italian Cannon] seemed to have thought of something and added.

[Where's Your F*cking Italian Cannon: Brother-in-law, have you thought of a plan for the instance dungeon in half a month?]

When Richard looked at the message, it piqued his interest.

[Qingqiu: Do you have any information regarding the pocket dimension?]

[Where's Your F*cking Italian Cannon: My sister happened to be in charge of this area. She knows a little more than others. Hehe.]

[Qingqiu: Tell me.]

[Where's Your F*cking Italian Cannon: The utmost feature of this instance dungeon is that it encourages players to kill each other.]

[The pocket dimension will have several monsters coming out from the other every once in a while.]

[But as long as we defeat them, we'll have time to rest.]

[During this time, we can plunder the territories of the surrounding players. Moreover, the points obtained from capturing them are more than killing monsters.]

Richard's eyes lit up.

'Attack other players' territories?

'Interesting.'

[Qingqiu: Is there anything else?]

[Where's Your F*cking Italian Cannon: Other than that, there will be a powerful wild boss in every region.]

[Those wild bosses will guard highly rare-level treasures. It could be strategic equipment or the lair of high-level troops. As long as you kill those wild bosses, you can take them.]

He then added.

[However, this is all information from before. I am curious to know if there are any changes now.]

Richard said, deep in thought.

To encourage players to kill each other. And killing wild bosses could get great rewards…

The instance dungeon was more exciting than he had imagined.

[Thank you, this information is beneficial to me.]

[Where's Your F*cking Italian Cannon: Brother-in-law, why are you so polite with me? What's our relationship? Do you need to do this? Of course, if you feel bad calling me Father, I won't mind. I'll call you Brother-in-law, and you'll call me Father. We'll go our separate ways.]

Richard's mouth twitched.

He would let him realize what it felt like to be hung up and whipped if this guy was in front of him.

After Richard closed the private message, he glanced at the [Forum Chat].

He noticed most posts discussed the issue of him selling his equipment.

Each of them gritted their teeth, and they could feel the sourness in their hearts through the screen.

[I just want to ask that Qingqiu pervert, where did he get so many weapons and equipment?]

[Damn it! One can't sell it in a few hours. Is this guy going to an immortal?!]

[This is already the second time. Qingqiu must have used a bug to do this! I want to make a report!]

[That's not fair. I don't even have a blacksmith shop! How did that guy manage to sell tens of thousands of equipment?]

The heated discussion continued.

Some who had managed to get their hands on it were exclaiming how fragrant it was.

[Hahaha, Qingqiu Boss, you're astounding. It's the same as last time. The quality is still as good.]

[Such a fair price, Qingqiu is a good person.]

[Since I bought your equipment, Qingqiu, I will not attack your territory in this instance dungeon.]

They continued to exchange regards.

Most had mixed feelings towards Qingqiu, who caused heated discussions every time they made a move.

They were all humans, so why was there such a vast difference?

Not only was he the number one in the instance dungeon, but he also brought out several resources they desired.

In comparison, his life was too terrible.

With such a strong contrast, many players immediately felt unhappy.

[Who cares about Qingqiu? No matter how strong he is, can he stop all of us? Whoever finds Qingqiu's territory in the instance dungeon, please post it on the forums, and we will fight it together!]

[We must suppress this Qingqiu fellow's arrogance!]

This post immediately attracted a lot of attention. Many people left comments below.

[Why is Qingqiu the only one who can live so well? Were they doing so desperately? They were unhappy!]

Most players had seen how difficult Qingqiu was to deal with in the previous instance dungeon.

They were the first to join in and did not spare any effort to encourage the others to fight against Qingqiu.

They didn't want to experience being left behind in this instance dungeon again, where they couldn't even see the other party's shadow.

Not long after, some players on the forum formed an anti-Qingqiu alliance.

There were quite a few of them.

Only a few of the several people would be interested, so the number of people gathered together was already enough to be considered exaggerated.

Richard didn't know whether to laugh or cry as he snuck into the enemy's base to glance.

He closed the [Forum Chat] without getting any useful information.

He didn't have the time to bicker with these idiots.

He was the king of all mouths, but he would know how to call him daddy when he met Twilight City.

In Bloodhoof City, a few hours after the trade between the caravans of the other forces had started, a group of people arrived.

They finally discovered Bloodhoof City would eventually sell to the lord from the surface the equipment they bought from them.

Many thought they would go around Bloodhoof City and directly trade with Richard.

Sel Bloodhoof didn't stop them. Instead, he watched the leaders of the forces approach with a smile.

Richard didn't hesitate to reject the trade offers.

He had repeatedly emphasized his relationship with Bloodhoof City. He had even made clear his status as the Vice President of the Bloodhoof City Council.

The other factions were disappointed. But they didn't dare to say anything in front of Richard's reputation.

Not to mention that they were in Bloodhoof City.

Even in the wilderness, they did not dare to act rashly with only this human lord.

It was a terrifying existence that the gray-colored dwarves had offered a reward of tens of millions of units of food.

The bounty varied on the strength of the person rewarded. It was the consensus of everyone.

Even the gray-colored dwarves, one of the underground overlords, could not do anything to the other party. They were not qualified to negotiate with him.

After this incident, those factions recognized the reality and obediently traded with Bloodhoof City.

Richard didn't ask how much Sel had offered to the factions. He continued to post on the [Forum Chat] at a doubled price.

Weapons bought from Bloodhoof City with 50 units of food would cost 100 units.

The higher the level, the higher the price.

Richard was in a good mood as he watched several resources enter his account.

As expected, there was no future in hunting in the territory.

Trade was the fastest way to make money.

This kind of trade was a business without capital.

He purely lay down and made money.

More importantly, everyone who participated in the transaction gained benefits.

First, he was satisfied selling the equipment to the other forces in Bloodhoof City.

The weapons and equipment they sold were all damaged and out of use. So one could not use it on ordinary days.

To exchange a pile of trash for the underground world's precious food was a profit no matter what.

Bloodhoof City was satisfied.

All they had to do was collect the equipment from the other factions and sell them to Richard.

This simple process would allow him to earn huge profits.

Richard was even more pleased.

It was a business without cost, and his actions were equivalent to directly plundering wealth from the underground world.

Other people needed capital to do business. He just needed to post the equipment on the [Forum Chat] and let the hungry players fight for it.

The players were also satisfied. The piece of equipment was still cheap, although slightly damaged.

Moreover, All were better than the ones they were using now.

It was a model of good quality at a lower price.

Everyone in the trade chain felt they had made a considerable profit.

Richard, the upstream and downstream core, earned the utmost share of the cake.

And gratitude toward him filled all the participants.

It could be considered a profit.

The deal lasted for five hours.

Richard only returned to his senses when Sel Bloodhoof, the ruler of Bloodhoof City, informed him that the warehouse was empty.

He looked at his attribute panel. His breathing quickened.

Thoughts flooded his mind.

Gold coins: 9 million, wood: 9 million, stone: 10 million, iron ore: 9 million.

The total number of ordinary resources added up to 37 million units.

Thirty-seven million resources!

What kind of concept was this? A rare troop lair would require 5 million units of resources to upgrade to glorious level.

That was seven lairs of glorious level units, and there were still some left.

He had earned seven glorious-level units while he lay down in just a few hours.

This wave was simply a stroke of genius.

He turned to look at the level 15 dungeon hero beside him and laughed.

"Sel, Bloodhoof City is Twilight City's eternal friend! "

Sel, who had also gained a lot this time, brilliantly smiled when he heard this.

"Vice-President Richard, your kindness and generosity are enough to dim the sun!

"Praise be to you!"

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