The players' enthusiasm was beyond Simon's expectations.

After those UP hosts, anchors and senior guide players spread the news that "there can be used low-level healing potions to exchange weapons and armor in West Dad's hut" and it even detonated the player forum to a certain extent.

In this kind of time when everyone is busy with the early stage of land reclamation, you don’t have to worry about the stagnation of bullet knife, and the damage is also high.

But none of these are the most important.

"The most important thing is to be handsome! It's so handsome!"

A player stood in front of Simon's hut and shouted out the voices of all players.

At the same time, his words were also heard by Simon, who was standing next to him disguised as an old man.

Simon, who heard this, pointed his cane gently with his finger.

Four days have passed since the last time I came back from Osside, and Simon has become more and more aware of the thoughts of these players.

Compared to the sharpness of weapons and the performance of armor... they seem to pursue beauty in appearance more.

In their words, it is-

The damage is not high? It doesn't matter, it can be compensated with technology. The monster's skin is too hard and it is always a bullet knife? It doesn't matter, I can use the weapon's light slash mechanism to soften the monster's skin.

But not handsome? That's a big deal! Whether you are strong or not is a version of the story, whether you are handsome or not is a lifelong thing.

Otherwise, why would so many people choose to be the swordsman?

Isn’t it because the skills of Long Sword ‘Dragon Slash’ and ‘Seeing Through’ are so handsome? Although the damage is low at '10000', it is so handsome!

Thanks to the fact that the old gray moon suit looks really handsome, many players gathered in front of Simon's hut, and it was in vain.

"And there are also players' hut decorations? This flashing magic stone is so beautiful! It's not expensive! It only costs twenty bottles of magic potions! It must be very beautiful when hung on my straw hut!"

"Wow, the shield axe weapon costs for forty potions, it's good and cheap, isn't it too cheap?"

"There are even 'refined grinding stones' here? Just grind it to a full durability state by just grinding it? You only need five potions? It's cheap, I love it."

"Hey? No, there are also potions sold here? Deformed potions, petrochemical potions, antidotes, explosion barrels? There are even low-level healing potions? Ten bottles of two gold coins?"

"Care low-level recovery potions and gold coins! Ten bottles of 100 RMB, support Alipay and WeChat, and bargaining is prohibited!"

"Gray Moon has only one god! That's West Dad!"

"Xi Daddy lost! I made a fortune!"

The natural disasters and red stars are surrounded by noise.

Players who save potions to buy things are happy, while those who fail to buy things are full of bitterness.

Seeing them like this, Simon was also happy to buy the potion.

Over the past four days, he received nearly 6,000 low-level healing potions from these players, plus the 4,000 low-level healing potions reserved by the Gray Moon Legion all year round, a total of 10,000.

And this number is still rising.

Simon smiled so much that he couldn't even close his mouth.

In a while, the mainland will probably start a war.

By then, even if you have money, it will be difficult to buy war resources like potions.

No...the potions can even become monetary resources in war, and Simon, who has a large number of potion resources, can do whatever he wants.

And this only requires Simon to pay a lot of iron ore to create old-style equipment of the Grey Moon Legion.

Players mine, hand over the ore to Simon, and then get rewards from Simon. Then Simon asks craftsmen to forge equipment. Players come to Simon and buy things with the rewards offered by Simon.

In the end, Simon gave the reward to mining players again. This is undoubtedly a healthy market situation. A healthy market situation brought about by the natural disaster Red Star!

Simon named this 'Cycle of Leeks'.

In fact, it is not only the smelting industry, but also the bread workshops, wood factories, hunters in the Gray Moon Fortress...

Players' cabins require furniture, players' usual bread and food, and small monster traps...

The money obtained from the Scourge Red Star was used to recruit people and purchase raw materials. The employment rate of the Gray Moon Fortress rose sharply.

"The gold coins are still the same little gold coins, but there is a group of consumers."

Simon looked at the player with a smile.

The prosperity of the market environment has led to an accelerated speed of currency circulation, and more and more leaders are willing to invest the accumulated gold coins.

As a result, several workshops were built, and many leaders had jobs.

Low-income people have jobs, middle-class people are gradually becoming rich, and the rich class, under Simon's regulation, does not allow them to interfere too much in the healthy market environment of Gray Moon today.

And all of this is the change brought by the players.

The stronger the Gray Moon Fortress, the more capital Simon has to bargain with in the next war.

Simon began to admire the decision he made.

To attract players to the Gray Moon, this is simply the wise and decisive decision of his Gray Moon Lord.

Such a smart and wise lord can't be found even with a lantern.

Seeing that the players were still enthusiastic, Simon handed over the handling of the on-site affairs to a confidant and turned around and left.

......

"You are willing to spend your time on the disaster Red Star...I have no objection to this."

Tisara pinched the tea handle and raised her legs halfway up.

The snow-white and slender calves exposed half of the exposed calves matched properly with the black dress.

"But Simon, you have to figure out that no matter how powerful the Gray Moon becomes, it has nothing to do with you now. The most important thing now is to explore the remains of the Witch and find the Void Spirit Face."

After saying these words, she pinched the teacup and sipped it.

Tisara wanted to take the opportunity to drink tea and wait for Simon's answer, but she held the tea cup for a long time, but Simon didn't even care about her.

This made the Eternal Night Witch feel dissatisfied.

Her originally eased expression took off, and her snow-white face, which exuded a magical beauty, was so angry that she was filled with anger.

"Simon! Are you listening to me?"

Simon did not answer.

"Hey! Simon!"

Still ignored.

Tisara was even more angry.

She took a small step and came directly to Simon, hugged her with both hands, and pressed her whole body directly on.

The angry Tisara doesn't look like a witch who makes people feel terrified, but rather like a shy little girl next door.

"???" Simon.

Simon, who was thinking about things, was suddenly attacked. He was a little confused and spoke subconsciously:

"What are you doing?"

"You ignored me!" Tisara's eyes flashed, and she seemed to be about to cry.

Seeing her appearance, Simon's face was expressionless:

"Don't pretend to cry."

"Hey—can you not deceive you?"

In the blink of an eye, grievance and anger faded from Tisara's face, and she couldn't help but blink her big eyes.

This guy's professional fake crying has already reached the point of perfection, and Simon is too lazy to pay attention to it.

"I have figured out what kind of virtue you are. And-"

Simon stretched out her hand without changing her face, and pushed Tisara's face away with disgust:

"Get the Thousand-Faced Magic Tool in 45 days... This is not impossible."

As he said that, Simon turned to the light screen of the player forum.

On that...is a live broadcast of players fighting monsters.

And that monster-
Chapter completed!