Even if these forty players take out all the low-level healing potions, they can only choose the weapon with the highest proficiency, as for the other parts...

Unfortunately, they couldn't squeeze out even one more potion.

Forty of their players had no bottles left, and all of them went into Simon's pocket.

"Now it's up to them to get the word out." Looking at the high-level players who left happily, Simon raised his eyebrows, and his heart was not in a hurry.

His goal was certainly not just for the bottles.

What's more important is the influence of this group of high-level players.

The 'guides' they write inform other players that there is a hidden shop here.

As a result, healing potions for players staying in the Grey Moon Fortress will be available in a steady stream.

One of these will be left by Simon for sale, and the other part will be kept as armaments.

But based on the current number of players in the Grey Moon Fortress... It must have been a huge number, and even Simon was a little worried about whether the abundant Grey Moon Legion old-style suit would be enough.

It doesn't matter if it's not enough.

Simon reached out and rubbed his chin.

Because the diligent Scourge Red Star continues to join the Gray Moon, this also indirectly drives the production of veins to the east of the Gray Moon.

This new batch of iron ore mined by the player was used to create the old style of the Grey Moon Legion set.

This can be said to be a virtuous circle of taking from the player and using it for the player.

Since there is demand in the market, then follow the laws of the market and continue to go down...

The various market problems left by the previous Gray Moon Lord have been left behind after joining the new consumer group of Scourge Red Star... Everything came to life as Simon had imagined.

"After that, it's about finding jobs and re-educating the people."

Simon tugged at his hair, his eyes twinkling.

Although he is addicted to the player, he has never forgotten to consolidate himself.

At the moment, the Scourge Red Star is very useful, and it is a swarm of hard-working little bees. But what if one day, the little bees suddenly disappear?

If that day comes, the current economic structure of the Gray Moon will definitely not be able to withstand the sudden disappearance of a large number of laborers.

Able to develop in harmony with the player, but also cannot rely on the player alone.

After all, you still need to be hard to strike iron.

Simon tapped on the table, looked up at the approaching stars in the clear blue sky, and couldn't help muttering:

"I really want to see what kind of world the Scourge Red Star lives in..."

Simon has always been in awe of the unknown.

But awe is accompanied by courage to touch.

Blind evasion will not solve any problems.

The only window to that world is the player forum, and if he could, Simon would really like to go to the world of Scourge Red Star to see it for himself.

But...

"I'm still thinking too far."

Simon shook his head amusedly.

If you don't get the Thousand Faces Demon Tool in the remaining two months, everything will be in vain.

"Master Simon, an invitation has been sent to you from the Western Joint Conference. He said that he wanted to discuss with the lords about the sudden arrival of the 'Scourge's Red Star. ”

Lolina next to her leaned over and said in a low voice.

“......”

Hearing this, Simon, who had been looking at the murderous stars in the sky, took a deep breath.

Just looking at the back, it seems that he can feel that he is sighing helplessly.

After a while, Simon turned his head, and his voice was calm and cold:

"Get the carriage ready, let's go."

......

The Western Joint Conference, collectively known as the Imperial Western Joint Regional Conference.

At the end of each year, lords from all over the western part of the empire gather to report on their territories for the year.

To put it simply, this is not so much a regional meeting as it is a pretending meeting of the lords of the western region.

You show off the number of people in your territory, and I'll show off the production of various ores in your territory...

In Simon's opinion, it was such a boring meeting.

But Simon can't shirk this meeting with his physical illness, after all, the data at the meeting must be reported to the head of the imperial capital.

This year's meeting place was confirmed in the city of Osside, directly behind the Grey Moon Fortress.

As the gateway between the fortress and the interior, the economic development of the Orside is stable, and as long as the Gray Moon Fortress in front of it does not fall, basically no one can threaten this fertile land.

But at the same time...

Simon also has an irresolvable conflict with the lord of Orside.

Simon was almost certain that the person who was a follower of the Old Cult of the Square Witch was the Lord of Orside.

"Master Simon, I remember that Lord Augnes, Lord of Osside, seems to be the previous Lord of the Grey Moon Fortress, right?"

Lorena put down the playing cards in her hand and asked curiously.

She and Simon were sitting in the same carriage, flanked by heavily armed Grey Moon Cavalry.

"Not bad." Simon also put down his hand, with no desire to explain it on a deeper level.

"Really—" Lorina opened her mouth with a thud, then closed her mouth again.

There is a great conflict between Simon, the current Lord of the Grey Moon, and Agnes, the former Lord of the Grey Moon, not only the Grey Moon lords, but also the Osceids.

The manor where the witch Tishara lives is actually the property of Agnes' brother Marlock.

Relying on his brother's power in the Gray Moon, Ma Luo can be said to be misbehaving against the people under his rule, and it is nothing to rob the people in the street.

Even that guy has...

Thinking of this, Lorena turned pale and hurriedly covered her mouth, almost wanting to vomit.

"Mallock is dead, and I personally sent him to the gallows."

Simon's voice came out suddenly.

Then he looked back at Lorena, his face steady:

"Besides, the current Lord of the Grey Moon is me. It was never his brother... Wait a minute! Why are you still throwing up! Get the hell out of the carriage for me! ”

Simon's angry voice echoed through the carriage.

At this time, there were still two kilometers to go to Oside.

......

"I'm so sorry! I'm so sorry! I'm sorry, Simeon-sama! I'm so sorry! ”

Lolina, who changed into a new maid outfit, kept bowing and apologizing to Simon.

She looked embarrassed.

Simon had a good time with her just now, but he suddenly threw up in the carriage.

There is still a smell in the carriage.

"......" Simon.

According to the words of the Cataclysmic Red Star, it was that his Chicken Soup for the Soul did not have the slightest effect on Lorina in front of him.

"Forget it."

Simon was still very tolerant of his personal maid, he waved his hand, and looked back at the building in front of him.

The brightly lit mansion is as luxurious as a wide courtyard divided by a chessboard.

At this time, several carriages had stopped in front of the compound, and around the magic stones, there were ladies dancing with the band.

It's not so much that this is the place where a tight meeting is about to take place... It's more like a lavish drinking party.

"Meaningless magic stone decorations, extravagant and wasteful extravagant food, loose and weak dance steps, drinking parties full of aristocratic body odor."

Simon's face was full of disgust.

Compared to these nobles, Simon thinks that the Scourge Red Star who worked hard for the Gray Moon to move bricks and fight with mud fish for equipment is more cute.

At least the player still has the dream of turning over, at least the player has some novel ideas that make Simon's eyes shine, which is different from these nobles in front of him.

No, Simon feels like he wants to run back and meet those cute and hard-working players.

Simon shook his head, glanced at the mansion in front of him, and smiled as if he had thought of something.

He muttered to himself:

"Chaos is coming..."

The situation on the continent is no longer relatively stable, the Kingdom of Eternal Winter and the Duchy of Steel are about to move, and the arrival of the Red Star of the Natural Calamity...

An irreversible tide has already begun.

"You still have to guard my one-third of an acre of land, and don't waste it." Simon shrugged and walked inside the reception venue.