Chapter 53: Porcelain Craze, Frantic Harvesting!
Sometimes the dormitory survival game tries to be quirky, but in reality, it can be a deeply malicious trap!
At this terrifying thought, Li Li broke out in goosebumps, as if recognizing the true, man-eating nature of this dormitory for the very first time!
Silently, he closed the door and stepped back into the living room.
"Li Li, has the Underworld Emissary left?!"
His two teammates immediately rushed forward.
"Yeah... sob, sob!" Li Li muttered in response, suddenly breaking down into tears, though he didn't dare make a loud sound.
An adult's breakdown often happens in just a split second.
Both teammates looked utterly bewildered as they heard Li Li choking out,
"When on earth is this going to end!"
"I was so damn terrified just now!"
"Did you guys see the corpses dragging behind the Underworld Emissary's hook? They were so, so long!"
Hearing this, his teammates couldn't help sinking into despair.
"Li Li, what are you doing?" one teammate asked.
After crying for a while, Li Li's fingers began to tremble as he tapped frantically in the air.
This was the habitual way many people operated their game interfaces.
"Sharing the experience out."
"Without charging a fee?"
"No more fees. Having a few more veteran players survive is better than those rookie brats!"
...
In Dormitory 200, Xu Lang couldn't help smiling as he read Li Li's shared experience.
In the chat room, public indignation was running high.
[Zhao Shuang, Dorm 40: Damn it, so that's how it is! I knew there was no such thing as an unwinnable death trap!]
[Cao Bin, Dorm 88: It's actually that simple. Everyone's saved! Thank you, Brother Li!]
[Wang Ao, Dorm 44: What the hell, I didn't drop any porcelain! What do I do?!]
[Qian Shu, Dorm 127: Damn, me too! Floor leader, save me! @Tao Qing]
[Li Xue, Dorm 145: Help! The Underworld Emissary is knocking on my door!]
Wang Ao's words stirred a thousand ripples!
Not everyone had porcelain!
Having so much porcelain that you didn't know what to do with it only applied to powerhouses like Xu Lang and his group.
Some people hadn't even stepped out of their front doors—how could they possibly have picked up any dropped items?
Panic instantly gripped all of them!
In sharp contrast to these panicking individuals were Xu Lang and the fierce fighters across various floors who had been ruthlessly slaying monsters.
Without a shred of panic, Xu Lang clicked to trade with Li Xue.
The moment the other party saw it was the top-ranked big shot, she immediately accepted the trade.
A delicate porcelain bowl appeared in Xu Lang's trading slot.
[Xu Lang, Dorm 200: Name your highest price.]
Understanding the hint instantly, the other party quickly placed over three thousand copper coins into the trading slot and hit confirm.
Xu Lang wasn't too greedy; after all, the person was facing a life-or-death moment, and if she truly died, he wouldn't get a single hair of profit.
With three thousand copper coins secured, Xu Lang smiled smugly. He then opened the trading network and immediately noticed that the price of porcelain was skyrocketing.
If he remembered correctly, people used to treat this stuff like garbage, with minimum prices sitting at just a few copper coins. Now, in the blink of an eye, it had skyrocketed to hundreds, and the frantic buying just kept going.
Think about it calmly: if you were a major capitalist, what would you do right now?
Just stand by and watch?
No!
You must learn to hoard and snap them up!
Buy up the items from the poor in advance, and then resell them at exorbitant prices!
Evil schemes bubbled up in Xu Lang's mind. Just as he was about to make a move, Tong Qi exclaimed indignantly from the side, "These people are so wicked, raising prices at a time like this!"
"It is a bit excessive, but that's reality. Aren't our porcelain prices going up too?" Wang Yazhi's mindset was far more mature.
Tong Qi froze for a moment, then sheepishly shut her mouth.
Without high prices, where would they get the bolts for the bronze crossbows? Who would pay for the utilities?
"It is a bit excessive. Watch me crash their prices down in a moment," Xu Lang chuckled.
The porcelain on the trading network had already been completely bought out, yet many people in the chat room were still desperately begging to buy porcelain.
With such a massive market gap, Xu Lang could guarantee that certain floor leaders must have hoarded porcelain.
There were definitely more than just a few scumbags in the Mad King Building!
[Xu Ruoyan, Dorm 180: How many pieces did you snatch up?]
[Xu Lang, Dorm 200: What are you talking about? I don't understand.]
[Xu Ruoyan, Dorm 180: Didn't you hoard porcelain?]
[Xu Lang, Dorm 200: Nope, I don't do such unethical things.]
[Xu Ruoyan, Dorm 180: Oh, well I did.]
Xu Lang: "..."
This woman really was vicious!
[Xu Lang, Dorm 200: Mostly I just had too much porcelain in hand and was afraid it would crash in value.]
[Xu Ruoyan, Dorm 180: I see.]
The porcelain was bought out almost instantaneously, and soon after, a piece of porcelain was listed on the trading network.
Asking price: 1,000 copper coins!
This piece of porcelain vanished in a second!
At that price point, people were actually buying!
Xu Lang immediately followed up by listing a piece of porcelain for 990 copper coins.
Everyone who was hoarding inventory and preparing to list their porcelain was dumbfounded.
What the hell, stop engaging in vicious competition! A piece of porcelain at 1,000 copper coins sold out in a second, which meant the supply gap was huge—you could have raised the price even higher!
And yet you started a price war right away?!
Xu Lang didn't just list low-priced porcelain; the moment he listed them, he put up over forty pieces!
In a flash, more than a dozen pieces of porcelain were gone.
Those who were hoarding inventory could no longer sit still and immediately began selling porcelain at even lower prices.
Keeping a close eye on the market, Xu Lang noticed that the sellers were all floor leaders who had shown off their prowess in the first and second rounds, and their prices were undercutting each other continuously.
Without hesitation, he calmly manipulated the market, always keeping his prices at the absolute bottom.
Players didn't care about personal loyalty; whoever had the lowest price got the purchase.
...
Why did Xu Lang do this?
The reason was really simple: just like he told Xu Ruoyan, he had too much stock!
Although there were still several hundred players left, the Underworld Emissary wouldn't interrogate everyone individually; it just took a bribe once and left!
Even if the Mad King Building was at full capacity, there were only two hundred dorms. With the forty-plus pieces of porcelain in his hands, plus whatever dropped on other floors, porcelain might actually end up in a surplus. If he sold it slowly, it would definitely end up crashing in his hands.
Seeing the big shots embroiled in a price war, ordinary players were overjoyed.
The floor leaders had started a vicious price war!
In truth, this was the only way ordinary players stood a chance at survival—or at least a moment to catch their breath.
Otherwise, where did you think your divine scrolls came from?
...
"Phew, finally sold out," Xu Lang said with a smile, wiping the sweat from his forehead.
Though he claimed they were sold out, he actually still had five pieces of porcelain set aside as backups.
"Xu Lang, how much money do we have now?" Cao Yaxuan asked with shining, curious eyes.
"We made about 17,000 from this batch. Adding our total balance, we now have 45,000," Xu Lang replied.
Toward the end, nobody was even buying porcelain for dozens of copper coins.
That initial panic was the only time you could really make a killing; once it passed, everyone realized that porcelain might end up oversupplied.
"A bumper harvest!" Tong Qi cheered.
Cao Yaxuan covered her mouth and smiled, "Xiao Qi, you remind me of Xiao Yan."
"Who is Xiao Yan?" Tong Qi asked, her head full of question marks.
"My niece," Cao Yaxuan replied. "Once, when we went to a rabbit meat restaurant, she refused to go no matter what. But once she actually arrived, she devoured three huge bowls of rice!"
"Hahaha!"
Wang Yazhi and Xu Lang both burst out laughing.
Tong Qi's face flushed brightly.
Right as the atmosphere in the room turned cheerful, Xu Lang's pupils constricted. A tall figure stepped into the range of the surveillance camera.
He wore a black official robe, his hands hidden deep within wide sleeves, from which an ink-black chain extended, dragging a long line of human captives behind it!
The Underworld Emissary had arrived!