Chapter 101: Do You Want My Life?

The High Priestess: "Haha, The Tower, your Abandoned Land surely has outstanding people and a glorious environment to have three title holders in such a small district."

The High Priestess: "I wonder if that last S-rank has a title. If they do, that makes four."

The Tower: "Mm, indeed quite outstanding and glorious."

Lan Qingyou replied faintly, which made The High Priestess sense that something was slightly amiss.

The High Priestess: "Why do I feel like there's an unspeakable underlying meaning in The Tower's tone?"

The Emperor: "That's because our Abandoned Land truly is a place with outstanding people and a glorious environment!"

The High Priestess: "Hm?"

The Emperor: "Out of over a hundred thousand people in the Abandoned Land, over ninety percent are criminals from Blue Star. Thieves, murderers, arsonists, robbers, scammers... in short, any criminal you can imagine can be found in the Abandoned Land."

The Emperor: "There's even an extinct existence like a slave owner."

The Fool: "Not only that, the terrain of that place is extremely secluded. You'll know just by looking at the world map I uploaded."

The Empress: "Heh, so places with such clear targeting actually exist?"

The Moon: "They do. We even surmise there should be quite a few districts with 'outstanding people and glorious environments' like the Abandoned Land. After all, disregarding the ones outside, there are over ten million criminals in the Federal Prisons alone."

The Magician: "Hearing you say that, this hypothesis is highly likely to be true. After all, putting a bunch of extremely vicious scoundrels together might be the best choice."

The High Priestess: "But wouldn't that make things miserable for the remaining people who aren't scoundrels?"

The Emperor: "That's why we need to band together, just like how Boss, Shang Chuan, and I stick together."

The Moon: "Right, @The Tower. When I joined, I saw The Chariot talking about machinery. How about this: give these machines to me, and I'll have my subordinates package things for you to lessen your workload. Naturally, the corresponding remuneration will be paid by me."

The Moon: "On top of that, it can also be considered finding more work for my subordinates. After all, not everyone is capable of keeping up with the pacing of the times like you guys."

The Moon: "Mm, in a certain sense, it can also be considered a link in business."

The Chariot: "That matter really did happen. I think The Moon's proposal is pretty good. After all, his entire purpose in joining the group is to provide us with convenience."

At this moment, Shang Chuan changed the topic, recounting the events surrounding his admission into the group to Lan Qingyou.

Upon seeing Shang Chuan's words, The Chariot also stepped forward to clarify the matter.

Seeing this situation, Lan Qingyou swiftly scrolled up her card and subsequently saw what had happened when Shang Chuan joined the group.

It turned out that after The Chariot, Orff, discussed things with Lan Qingyou, he pondered over it for a period of time. Suffering from a lack of ideas, he initiated a discussion in the group.

And this was exactly when Shang Chuan was pulled into the group.

This occurred roughly half an hour ago.

The Tower: "Is that so? As long as you can guarantee priority supply to me, it's fine."

Therefore, Lan Qingyou joyfully accepted Shang Chuan's proposal.

After all, she truly didn't have that much time to deal with the packaging of potion bottles either.

Now that this fellow was taking her machines, in a certain sense, he was also alleviating her burdens.

The Tower: "However, this means The Chariot owes me a favor for promising to design a machine for me."

Lan Qingyou offered a reminder.

The Chariot: "Haha, of course. Since I also agreed with The Moon's proposal, I'm naturally clear on this aspect. Besides, the talent potions will still take some time. When the time comes, just tell me whenever there's any new machinery you desire."

The Emperor: "In that case, you might as well buy my ceramic tableware making machine too. Anyway, there should be quite a few chefs besides me who need this tableware."

Seeing everyone's exceptionally fiery discussion, Gu Xiaobei also jumped in to join the fun.

No, 'join the fun' wasn't the right phrase.

After all, to her, just like to Lan Qingyou, this could be considered an extremely thorny problem.

The Moon: "Of course you can. I originally intended to set up this sort of logistical support factory for you guys anyway."

Although Shang Chuan said this, it was very obvious he was doing it to make money.

Wasn't that the entire meaning of a merchant's existence?

Furthermore, with this status of logistical support, his position in the manor wouldn't seem very awkward.

It could be said that while he was fostering a good relationship with everyone in the manor, he was also ensuring his own interests.

This was why profit-loving merchants were said to have sharp, fast-turning minds.

In just a single night, he had found his accurate bearing in the manor.

The Moon: "Oh right, I need to send return gifts for joining the group, right? I completely forgot about it while discussing these matters just now."

[Ding! The Moon sent a red envelope to the group 10/10]

Saying that, Shang Chuan sent ten red envelopes.

Since everyone had a share, Lan Qingyou took hers without standing on ceremony. After all, she also contributed to the newbie gift package.

Mm, as a form of advertisement, it truly should be done this way.

After all, traces of erosion from the cold wave were everywhere on the Kalim Continent right now.

This slippery merchant truly knew how to pick his items.

Forget it, she'd just throw it on the first floor for heating.

The High Priestess: "Wow! A kerosene stove!"

The Empress: "To think it even comes with kerosene. Where did you manage to get this?"

The Moon: "You'll have to ask The Tower about that."

The Magician: "Hm?"

The Emperor: "The Tower made it. Don't forget what she studies."

The Empress: "Oh, right. Using alchemy to make kerosene should be feasible too."

Judgement: "@The Tower, I want to order 100 cubic meters of kerosene."

"Pfft!"

Lan Qingyou, who was originally watching the group express their amazed over the kerosene she crafted, nearly fainted at Judgement's single sentence.

A hundred cubic meters?

What kind of concept was that?

1 cubic meter equaled 1,000 liters. 100 cubic meters was 100,000 liters.

Do you want my life?

While the conversion wasn't difficult, that wasn't how it was supposed to be used, right?

The Empress: "I want one cubic meter too."

The High Priestess: "I want some too! I want some too!"

The Chariot: "Kerosene, huh... It's passable for heating, but a bit lacking as an energy source. By the way, The Tower, does it contain mana?"

Wheel of Fortune: "I just checked, and it does. Or rather, in this world, there simply doesn't exist anything that doesn't contain mana."

The Chariot: "Haha, I was just asking casually."

The Hierophant: "This is pretty good. Now this old man can warm up while fishing on the boat."

Seeing them chime in one by one, Lan Qingyou's face darkened.

The Tower: "I don't have that much, I don't have that much."

What a joke. Coming up and demanding one thousand liters after another... did she still need to study?

However...

The Tower: "@The High Priestess, I'll trade you one thousand liters for a magic crystal."

The High Priestess: "No problem! I'll go make it right now! But when is the meal arriving? I'm hungry @The Emperor"