Chapter 512 Supervision, the first night in Liberty City
The sun sets on the horizon.
It's approaching evening, in a new continent that has not yet been fully developed.
Even the main city of the Demon Soul Clan, Liberty City, is known as being connected in all directions and embracing the wealth of the world.
It is inevitable that the "curtain will come to an end" soon!
By six o'clock in the afternoon.
On the main streets of various places, exchanges that had been open for a day began to rush people to close their accounts and clear their accounts.
Some unique "entertainment venues" also took this opportunity to open the small doors that had been closed for most of the day, reflecting the colorful and gorgeous scenes inside.
But this kind of place.
Even among the people in the city, few can afford it, not to mention the majority of Kuhaha who are still working hard to improve their strength.
When the time is up, there will be about 40% of ordinary demon souls below level three.
I could only count my gains today while hurriedly walking out of the city gate and camping outside the city wall.
And here, there are also many demon soul tribes with exploding minds in "business".
Not only did they set up a temporary accommodation with tents, but they also provided one-stop services such as catering, entertainment, and after-dinner entertainment, which was extremely comprehensive.
For a port city like Demon Soul City, which has a high degree of freedom and does not restrict any speech.
As long as something doesn't happen in a hidden corner, it only takes half a day to reach most people's ears.
And if something is a little more lively, everyone will know about it within a few hours.
At this time, when they sat in a restaurant outside the city, everyone who had been busy for a day took off their disguises and began to relax and chat.
It's just that today is different from the past.
There are three topics that can be heard in most people's mouths.
Comparison of strengths between Alec and Hal.
Mengdu Resource Exchange changed its appearance to the newly established Xinhuo Exchange.
as well as
The second conflict mediation will begin in three days.
"The third-level dwarf craftsman can't beat even the mountain giant without moving. How can this be done? They are not creatures of the same level at all."
"That is, if you want to play high-level at a low level, you must load a rare panel that suits you, and you must have a strong sense of combat to make it possible."
"No, I heard them say that Soma among humans can kill gods with a mortal body."
"What the hell, you're talking about Somo? That's a monster that only takes a human race tens of thousands of years and a population to produce one. Are you crazy when you compare Hal with Somo?"
"It would be great if I could get the template from the territory of Soma, the King of Humanity. I am a wolf and bear now, and I have to eat too much every day, and I have lost all my money."
"Have you been to the owner of Xinhuo Trading? I heard that they do business in all categories. They accept everything and sell everything. This is the first time."
"Forget it, what kind of goods can a third-level person have in his hands? If he plays like this, he won't be able to handle any of them. He might as well continue to do the resource business."
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At a stall at night.
There was a lot of discussion.
Not hearing these voices talking about him, Somo was still busy in the city.
Unlike these people who were kicked out due to curfew, in the city, as long as they own property.
Even if you stay up all night, as long as you are in your own courtyard, you will be protected by the guards and will not be punished in the slightest.
"Hal, we want to engage in transactions in all categories, but we don't have the goods or money at all. People come to buy and sell things, but we have nothing!"
"What can we do!"
He looked at Somo who was standing at the door instructing the second-level tree people and diligently wiping the firewood exchange plaque above the door with a rag.
He took a look at the mercenaries inside who were cleaning every detail and rearranging the facilities.
Even though he had recovered his property, Turner was still worried.
"Okay, don't we still have a lot of templates in hand? Besides, with so many exchanges, where is our turn?"
"You really think someone will come to your door if you open it here, look over there!"
After handing the broom to the tree man and instructing him to clean the ashes on the roof, Somo said nonchalantly and pointed to the street corner.
Look in the direction Somo pointed.
Turner was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly.
There are many exchanges in Liberty City. According to incomplete statistics, there are about 400 exchanges.
New exchanges are established every day, and old exchanges close down.
Among the 400 companies, about 350 are engaged in single-category transactions, focusing on buying and selling in a direction that they are good at.
Of the remaining 50, 40 are operating on two lines, basic business resources and templates.
The remaining ten are like the current Xinhuo Exchange, conducting transactions in all categories.
These ten companies are extremely powerful, and even the ones at the bottom of the list have sixth-level template owners sitting in charge.
Among them, the top Demon Soul Exchange is even endorsed by a seventh-level rare template owner.
Compared with the current Fire Exchange, which only has third-level dwarf craftsmen in charge, no single one of them can be dealt with at this stage.
On the street corner, there were people who seemed to be wandering around, but in fact they were always looking at the inside of the exchange.
They were the spies they released.
"These large exchanges have enough people to collect information and have more power to set prices. The small single-type exchanges below have to rely on them."
"We don't have anyone to collect this information. If the price is too low, no one will sell it. If the price is too high, it will be a huge loss!"
Being stared at by Turner unabashedly, the man on the street corner not only did not retreat, but instead showed a gentle toothy smile.
It's as if I'm not here to monitor the exchange's stocking situation, but someone who's here to visit.
And the reality is just as Turner said.
The reason why most people can’t open a full range of exchanges.
The ultimate reason is that the price of every item fluctuates every day. It is very likely that something that rises sharply today will plummet tomorrow.
The materials are in your own hands. If you can't turn them around quickly, you will definitely suffer a loss.
If a template doesn't sell today, there may be a better substitute tomorrow.
Under such competition, if one category can be managed, four or six, it is a fantasy.
If you don't pay attention, you will go bankrupt!
"They trade theirs and we trade ours. Besides, the things I want to buy and sell do not conflict with them."
"Turner, do you know what's most profitable?"
Sitting on the brand new counter, feeling like an ancient shopkeeper, Sumo became interested and started talking.
"The most profitable? Let me think about it"
"High-end rare template?"
Sumo shook his head.
"That's all kinds of materials and medicines that can improve strength? After all, these things are the most scarce."
Sumo still shook his head.
"Isn't this the case? That's small commodities with huge shipments, relying on volume to accumulate profits."
Sumo still shook his head: "It's too limiting. If you want to be a successful businessman, your thinking cannot be limited to a small stereotype."
About successful business models and the most profitable industries.
Maybe ordinary people like the Demon Soul Clan are still figuring it out.
But on Earth, it has long been written into various laws and regulations.
As the saying goes, everything that makes money is covered by the criminal law.
According to the current situation of Liberty City, looking at Turner's confused face, Somo tapped the table with his knuckles:
“Are the top ten exchanges profitable?”
Turner nodded: "Making, making crazy money, the reason why their strength can improve so fast has a lot to do with these huge profits."
“What do they do to make money?”
Turner’s uncertain guess: “By pricing power?”
Being able to control the market arbitrarily and modify the daily price of an item is very similar to those bookmakers in the stock market on Earth.
Sumo was slightly satisfied that Turner could think of this.
“Is there anything more profitable than pricing power?”
At this moment, Turner was no longer stunned. He suddenly understood Somo's thoughts, and his heart was suddenly shaken.
"If we want to challenge others in their field, we are definitely not capable of it now."
"Even if we really meet each other in the future, if we want to win, we will still have to pay a heavy price."
"So from now on, we have to separate our positioning from them and let them play with these inherent things while we open up new markets."
"If you want to make money, you have to have a monopoly, and you have to have someone but not everyone!"
"It won't take long. Within three months, I will make Xinhuo Exchange one of the top ten in this free city. Within half a year, I will make all exchanges rely on me!"
As a pioneer who once controlled hundreds of thousands of people in the White Sand Island dungeon and single-handedly broke through the rule of the Poseidon Church.
For "primitive people" who are still exploring these economic concepts.
After dragging out all his "monopoly" ideas, Sumo's eyes were filled with ambition.
There are only two ways to make more money than pricing power.
Regulatory power and monopoly!
Before that, he was still worrying about how to communicate with the outside world, make products circulate, and make every invention and creation have corresponding market value.
So now, this Xinhuo Exchange is the best place for ideas to ferment and then explode.
The distance between the two places is currently only 500 kilometers.
Once the trade routes can be opened up in the future, it will be an unimaginable road to wealth.
Even in the later stages of development, the depression may replace this place and become a real "free city" with greater and broader potential.
"It's really interesting. The Demon Soul Clan actually wants to use the dispute between me and Alec as an example to implement Shang Yang's Reform to ensure the advancement of internal reforms."
"They want to insert their hands into the transaction, obtain certain law enforcement rights, form a regulatory agency, and regain the pricing power and taxation of goods and materials."
"For the real Hal and Turner, setting up the eleventh full-category exchange under instructions and disrupting the market is an unsolvable dead end."
"Then for me, the more chaos here is the best!"
When I think of what Xingwen conveyed through his mark before leaving during the day.
Just follow their instructions and perform a series of actions.
In the end, I surrendered at the critical moment. Although I could not obtain the ownership of the inheritance, I could obtain the permanent right to use it.
Somo laughed silently.
On earth, the reason why financial regulatory agencies can operate depends on the endorsement of violent institutions.
This is something engraved in the rules, and everyone who enters the venue must abide by it.
But to think of doing this in a post-apocalyptic wasteland is tantamount to being a bit whimsical.
Although the Demon Soul Clan has now established an extremely strict concept of superiority and inferiority, as well as the gap in strength, and has also exploited and controlled layer by layer through marks.
But it’s the same as before the reform in depression.
This kind of change does not harm the interests of ordinary people, nor the interests of these lower-level exchanges.
The share they really want to take away is the top ten comprehensive exchanges, the ones who firmly control the pricing power.
If the turbulent market continues, the main city of the Demon Soul Clan may seem indestructible, but in fact the building will collapse.
All it takes is a moderate and comprehensive price cut, and the entire market will collapse completely, and the order that was finally established will also collapse.
The only thing that can change is the one that can hold up a building that is about to collapse.
As long as prices are controlled, the free city without any rules will become a "port city" with certain restrictions.
As for whether this method can be successful.
In the course of history, the Three Kingdoms era is a good example.
Even Cao Cao, who had overwhelming power and hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers under his command.
When faced with the aristocratic families that control the "market", they can only recruit and attack a group of people, focusing on differentiation, and do not dare to directly devour the other party's interests, which will then cause a large-scale backlash.
In its current form, unless the true lord of the Demon Soul Clan shows up with absolute strength and kills all the leaders of the top ten exchanges.
Otherwise, there will be no chance to implement system reform.
But if it really comes to an end.
The trust that the city's officials have finally built up will collapse again, and the entire market will enter a long barter stage, with the efficiency of transaction circulation greatly reduced.
"Huh? Hal, what did you say? I was distracted and didn't hear clearly!"
Life must be lived and days must be moved forward.
With the certification from the law enforcement team, he no longer had any doubts about his brother's identity.
Seeing Somo touching the back of his head with a thoughtful look in his eyes as vast as stars, Turner looked embarrassed.
"Nothing, I mean, we are going to have guests coming soon."
Turner was stunned: "Guests? We don't have anything here. Is there anyone else?"
"Don't worry, novice hunters are always on the way to attack and often find nothing."
"But the sophisticated hunter waits for his prey to come to him and jumps into the trap that has been prepared for him."
"Wait until they can't hold it any longer"
I touched the dust on the counter that had just been wiped clean and fell again.
Looking at the third wave of people appearing at the corner of the street, Somo slightly raised the corners of his mouth into a professional smile.
Then, after instructing the mercenaries to close the door, Somo jumped off the stool and walked towards the back hall.
In this area of the Second Ring Road of Liberty City.
Even if he was tricked, he could still be loaned out a total of fifty thousand points, which fully demonstrated the value of the legacy house left by Hal's parents.
Small but complete.
The entire courtyard is more than 300 square meters in size, not counting the front hall. There are four spacious rooms for living in the back, as well as a standard kitchen and hut.
After filling his stomach with the paste made by the mercenaries, he randomly selected a room and lay down in it.
From the dinner table, he could clearly feel that the attitude of the mercenaries today had changed greatly from yesterday.
In just one day, the inherent impression that Hal had created for more than ten days was completely shattered.
crazy.
Not afraid of life or death.
audacious in the extreme.
gambler!
These are four new labels affixed to Sumo, four labels that convince everyone.
With this impression, as soon as Sumo lay on the bed inside, the sounds outside quickly became quieter.
Invisibly, everyone including Turner subconsciously understood the real owner of this house!
However, lying on the bed, Somo had no intention of feeling these changes.
It has been almost a day since we left the depression and the underground shelter.
In this free city, before it was uncertain whether there would be more monitoring methods, Sumo did not dare to switch to the first identity, open the storage space and take out the telegraph machine to send a message.
Focus your thoughts.
The light blue system panel flashed gently.
He clicked directly on the daily newspaper that had been delivered this morning and before he had time to check it, Sumo read it carefully.
Compared with yesterday, the potential of depressions today did not change significantly. It only increased by 0.12, reaching 14.81.
The 1502, which had the highest potential in the entire New World, sucked the toothpaste back and became 1468.
As for the average value, it also showed a downward trend today, falling by 0.03. It can be said that the whole line is green, and the depression is the leader.
Once again, thoughts turned into finger clicks.
With a flash of blue light, the Daily Points jumped out.
"Oh, today I actually have 1.4 territory points and 3700 production points. It's so cool!"
Territory territory is the cornerstone of the development of the depression and the strongest foundation for becoming the top power in the New World.
The survival point is Sumo's own trump card, the golden finger that can turn things around at critical moments.
After seeing that both had good profits, I put aside my slightly nervous mind. With Somo's click, the interface jumped again and came to the last item, the sound brought by the wind.
Unlike yesterday, the number of voices today dropped sharply to two, leaving only one.
But when he glanced over at Sumo, who was lying on the bed, his eyes suddenly narrowed.