Chapter 737: Trade Fair
Chapter 737: Trade Fair
"Of course," Su Yu said calmly, fiddling with the recording crystal. "Our interdimensional trade network is a vast and tightly organized system. We, the seventh and eighth-rank traders, are just the runners. The real power players are planetary and stellar-level strongmen... forget it, you wouldn't understand. Let's get down to business."
"Is that so?" Duke Glan's reverence for Su Yu immediately grew several notches. This was the first time he had heard of "planetary" and "stellar" ranks. So, the divine rank wasn't the end; there were even more powerful beings beyond that! And he couldn't afford to offend Su Yu, as he might need his help in the future.
...
In a jovial atmosphere, Su Yu and Duke Glan finalized their transaction. Su Yu piled 144,000 tons of grain into the granary Duke Glan had designated. (The duke's troops, averaging 4 kilograms of grain per person per day, would need 144,000 tons of grain to feed 300,000 people for four months.) Duke Glan didn't wait to pay later; he immediately handed over the stored mana stones and monster materials, estimating their value at market price.
After the deal, Su Yu wasn't content with just selling grain. He noticed that Duke Glan still had a significant collection of high-rank monster materials, which would be a shame to leave behind.
Beside the mountainous grain pile, Su Yu rubbed his hands and said enthusiastically, "Duke Glan, are you interested in the custom weapons we design for ordinary humans?"
Duke Glan looked a bit puzzled, "Custom weapons for ordinary humans? What's the point of that?"
In his mind, ordinary humans were just cannon fodder and breeding tools. Customizing weapons for them seemed pointless; he'd rather spend the effort on crafting more weapons for high-rank warriors.
"Of course there's a point, and the results are quite obvious," Su Yu smiled. He took out a modern submachine gun from his necklace and fired a few shots at a tree 50 meters away.
Bang, bang, bang! The bullets hit the tree, splintering the bark.
"This..." Duke Glan's eyes immediately narrowed in concentration.
These weapons were more powerful than he had imagined!
Su Yu seized the moment to explain, "With these weapons, untrained farmers can have the strength of second-rank archers! Even as cannon fodder, they'll be much more valuable."
As he spoke, he handed the submachine gun to Duke Glan.
"This is quite a good thing," Duke Glan took the submachine gun and examined it, clearly intrigued by this new type of weapon.
Most of the peasant militia were untrained ordinary people. (If they were trained, they wouldn't be peasants anymore.) If he could buy and distribute these weapons in large quantities, it would significantly boost their combat power.
"Then there are these, called hand grenades or hand bombs..."
"Your Grace, this is a heavy machine gun. Let me demonstrate..."
"Also, I have a large stock of high-tier equipment, master-grade, and even grandmaster-grade potions. Would you like to consider any of these?"
Next, Su Yu went all out to promote the goods he was carrying to Duke Glan.
However, selling to Duke Glan alone wouldn't be enough.
Following Su Yu's suggestion, they held a grand "interdimensional trade fair" in White Stone City on the morning of the third day.
Nearly half of the nobles in the Fire Nation had joined Duke Glan's rebellion, and they were all wealthy lords.
At Duke Glan's invitation, these nobles all came to White Stone City to inspect the exotic goods and buy whatever they were interested in.
Even the god-tier powerhouse from Duke Glan's side—the female powerhouse shrouded in black mist—participated in the exhibition and purchased 12 bottles of Master-grade potions from Su Yu, along with some peculiar and unseen toys.
Thanks to the "generous contributions" from Duke Glan's noble faction, a "small mountain" of Spirit Stones and high-tier monster materials quickly piled up in Su Yu's necklace, shining brightly!
But what Su Yu received wasn't just Spirit Stones and high-tier monster materials.
He took ordinary monster materials, gold, mithril, and other precious metals, magical materials, and even low-tier equipment.
These items could be exchanged for the resources he needed back in the main plane.
The exhibition lasted for three full days and was a resounding success, with both sides leaving in high spirits.
...
But for Su Yu, trading only with Duke Glan's faction was out of the question.
He had no political leanings, and the Emperor of the Fire Kingdom, Duke Glan's enemy, also had a large supply of Spirit Stones and high-tier monster materials.
These resources were just waiting for him to trade for them!
So after the exhibition ended, Su Yu bid farewell to Duke Glan and immediately set off toward the capital of the Fire Kingdom.
...
On the 6th day of his arrival in the Ice Plane, Su Yu reached the capital of the Fire Kingdom.
The Fire Kingdom was now in the midst of the Great Winter, and communication within the country was extremely isolated.
Su Yu had held the exhibition in White Stone City for three full days, but there was not a single whisper of it reaching here.
After infiltrating the Fire Kingdom's palace, Su Yu discovered that the Emperor was in the middle of a grand party with a group of ministers!
...
On the east side of the Fire Kingdom's palace, there was a grand and spacious banquet hall.
In the hall, the Emperor, nobles, and ministers danced gracefully, the air filled with laughter and joy.
Six months ago, they had been in a state of constant anxiety over the alliance between Duke Glan and the peasant rebel army, fearing that these rebel forces would march to the palace and overthrow their positions.
But the peasant rebel army turned out to be far less formidable than they had imagined.
After half a year of warfare, Duke Glan and the peasant rebel army had only managed to capture half of the kingdom, and the capital was still far from their reach!
Not only was the capital far away, but the Great Winter was approaching, and the rebel forces were facing severe food shortages. Thus, the entire capital was in a state of jubilation, with the palace echoing with celebratory sounds.
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In the banquet hall, the Emperor's closest general, Branton, was flushed from drinking, his face red as a beet.
He raised his wine glass with his left hand and said to those around him without a care, "You'll see! The rebel forces will collapse soon. Relying on those peasants to achieve anything is a dream!"
"But," someone nearby retorted, "those peasants are nothing, our true enemy is Duke Glan! He has already occupied half of our land!"
"What's the point of occupying it? He'll have to spit it out eventually," Branton waved his hand dismissively and said calmly, "They have no food now, and the Great Winter is coming. Once a large number of soldiers starve to death in the Great Winter, their morale will surely crumble!
We just need to wait for them to fall apart from within. I can't wait to see that old man Duke Glan slink back to his lair with his tail between his legs, hahaha!"
Just then, a strange voice suddenly sounded in Branton's ear, "You call that outdated news? I've already perfectly solved Duke Glan's food problem!"
With this strange voice, a young man in peculiar attire slowly materialized from the void.
(End of Chapter)
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