Chapter 530: Sweeping
When he came back, Lu Ping'an calculated the time very accurately, and there were only three days left before the "flight" back to Earth.
But now when I got the latest "air schedule", I unexpectedly found that there were two more flights, five days later and nine days later.
The reason is fairly simple, this is a new local deity to Earth, ready to break the link and head to Earth.
Although they will take away "their own people", they should only reserve the quota for "useful people", and it is normal for some extra places to be given to explorers.
Lu Ping'an thought about it for a while, and still booked the nearest ticket.
After all, the new gods who have just joined the camp, no one knows if they will play some tricks, let alone .
"This holy capital, it's better not to stay, I feel like if I stay for two more days, something will happen"
When he encountered two quasi-gods facing each other on the road, and he was almost about to make a move and destroy this city by the way, he had already made up his mind to slip away as soon as possible.
With the rapid increase of the local doomsday progress bar, quasi-gods, god corpses, and ancient gods have appeared on this land, and the stronger ones will naturally enter quickly.
"Well, in this way, many people may not have reached the lower limit required to experience on this level battlefield, and some people will have to leave soon after they come, and they will suffer."
Those who are rational enough not to be greedy must consider retreating at this time, and the greatly shortened training time will naturally disrupt most people's exploration plans.
How can you lose a little bit of ferry tickets. It's just a matter of earning more and earning less. ”
From Lu Ping'an's point of view, he didn't want this "activity" to fail on a large scale, which would mean that the explorer plan of the entire earth would be blocked.
But think a little about the earnings just now. Mortals have made huge profits from the tickets, and the quasi-gods and golden ranks have gained further opportunities, and it is the earth itself that has also attracted new gods and new rules.
"All have been earned, but who has lost?"
The answer is obvious, except that the victim is probably no longer able to speak.
After setting the time, Lu Ping'an and his entourage began to do the final clean-up work.
"Time is tight, we have to hurry."
The first thing to do is to clean up the local "currency".
Moreover, the smugglers in the courtyard also have a large amount of official currency, tickets and other local wealth in their hands, which need to be directly realized.
At the same time, Lu Ping'an still has a large amount of food in his hands, scrapped the wooden equipment of the Seal Knight, and semi-finished products that have failed in research, which is basically useless to take back, and may also consider dropping it locally, all of which are exchanged for local specialties and materials with actual combat value.
"How to put it, it's quite dark, and it's quite a loss."
Lu Ping'an didn't let everyone out, and now there are too many demons and monsters in the city, and he himself has reduced the frequency of going out to avoid attracting unnecessary trouble and enemies.
He sent a number of agents, including professional merchants and trusted individuals on his team, to let Catherine and her mother lead the team to form a small team to ship and receive goods as agents for those who could not go out.
It's just that because there are so many people doing this, the implementation benefit is quite low.
In particular, the local credit currency (paper money) is now basically only accepted by ordinary people who are bitter, and even banks and stores have begun to refuse to accept it and are too lazy to do this kind of low-yield lack of morality, and a large number of paper money is directly thrown out, and there are many people who do this, which has also led to the complete collapse of the local financial market.
As for the "hard currency of the old times" such as title deeds, agency rights, and franchises, they have become complete garbage.
"This market has been completely messed up."
In the market, there are many good things, and there are many "war refugees" who come from thousands of miles away, and there are many huge treasures.
But what they want is often only a ticket, and a little higher, they want "future treatment".
But their so-called heirlooms are often not worth as much as a ferry ticket, even if it is after a significant price reduction.
As a result, they held their only remaining treasure and did not dare to sell it at all.
In the final analysis, this is because the local currency has collapsed, there is no general equivalent to be trusted, and bartering has become a strange mainstream way of trading. If it weren't for the fact that it was too dangerous here, Lu Ping'an would like to open here, open a transaction bank, and make a good profit.
"Perhaps, in the future, if you have enough strength, you can make a little more money in this area."
But the reality is that many people in the courtyard who were originally wealthy have no money in an instant, and when they get there, they must start working from debtors.
Naturally, someone complains and then offers to stay a little longer to see if there's any change.
"Okay, sign this non-disclosure agreement, and you can leave. How much does a ferry ticket cost? You have taken the initiative to jump ship, so naturally you will not retreat. ”
Lu Ping'an was very calm, and even took out a confidentiality agreement, and whoever left first would sign it.
But he had ten non-disclosure agreements, and none of them were actually taken.
Things outside the body are nothing compared to one's own life. Most of the people in the courtyard are not as good as the market price of a ticket.
Lu Ping'an is not used to it, just tap it.
At the same time as the crazy shipment, Lu Ping'an's side is also trying to buy goods.
Local demon plants, monsters or something, he is crazy to sweep the goods. In normal ferry tickets, everyone has a cargo weight limit, and the "living creatures" have a definite quota limit, and most people cannot afford to take away the local flora and fauna.
For Lu Ping'an, these are treasures, and they are very cheap to sweep.
A small accident happened at this time, due to eating too many "new demon plants" and "new kinds of monsters", the garden of life actually grew a little, and there were a few more tickets that were already full.
"What? A ticket and a high-quality high-grade brass-level weapon can be sold? ”
The recent sharp fall in the "market price" has made many explorers directly break the defense. Of course, the most direct reason for this is also due to the excessive sweeping of goods by some people, resulting in the fact that there are not many high-quality forbidden items and weapons on the black market in this holy capital.
Truth-level items have been determined to be as rule-level items as earth, and their quantities are extremely limited, they are hard currency, but the quantities are too scarce to trade equivalents.
And the days before the departure of the homecoming boats are the cheapest time for ferry tickets. Too many people are in a hurry to empty their resources, and their malicious competition has caused the price of ferry tickets to plummet.
Some of them even began to use the teleportation of the Traveler God to go out and gamble once.
This kind of door-to-door delivery of meals and tickets can only be said to be people's death for money, and birds for food.
Before leaving, many people can't sell their ferry tickets, so they find some locals, and exchange a long-term service contract, loan contract, or something for some servants, I am afraid that the human resources market on the earth will also usher in a group of foreign workers.
And in the last two days, when Lu Ping'an thought that everything would go well, someone found him.
"Your Highnesses. Well, three highnesses, what are you looking for me? ”
Several royal highnesses finally couldn't help it and took the initiative to find Lu Ping An to talk about things.
(End of chapter)