Chapter 622: [Heaven's Fall]

Justice: "Tsk tsk, selling so many at once, are all the people there rich? Or are there many kings there?"

The Hermit: "There are indeed many, about forty or so."

After completing the tally on his end, Professor Samael was also startled himself.

Although he knew there might be many kings here, as a result, he didn't expect there to actually be over forty of them.

Calculated on average, it was about 16 or 17 machines purchased by one country.

Of course.

In order to calculate better and for the convenience of picking goods, these kings basically bought them in round numbers like ten or twenty machines.

After all, saying lines like 'buy 11 machines' or 'buy 13 machines' looked like the words of a pauper no matter how you looked at it.

So rather than losing face like this, it was better to step out and say 'round it up' more straightforwardly.

Moreover, the primary goal now was to block those Demon Hunters.

As the saying goes, when the sky falls, there are tall people to hold it up. These small countries just needed to follow behind the large countries step by step to bolster their prestige.

Furthermore, the daily conversion volume of ten machines was half of twenty machines no matter what.

It wasn't to say that small countries couldn't form combat power.

So even if the kings of the large countries saw the purchase numbers of these small countries, they wouldn't say anything.

Justice: "Then ask those kings if they want to buy alcohol and fruits, I have quite a lot here now."

The Lovers: "Did you poke a kings' nest? To actually have so many kings."

Justice: "Sigh, nowadays a village can call itself a king, what's there to make a fuss about. If you're happy, you can even call yourself a queen."

The Lovers: "Like the Witch Queen?"

Tower: "First of all, I don't remember provoking any of you."

Lan Qingyou, who was watching the drama, didn't expect she would be mentioned, so she immediately jumped out to complain.

What a joke.

If she didn't come out and manifest her holiness a bit in front of others, who knows what extraordinary things these bastards would say.

No, maybe later the entire thread would be derailed to hell.

And with Lan Qingyou's intervention, the rhythm of the chat immediately went back again.

Riesling, whose progress was just interrupted, finally had the opportunity to speak.

Justice: "Don't interrupt, I have serious business here, @The Hermit, can you help me ask."

The Hermit: "What, do you have a lot there?"

Justice: "A lot, recently due to the war, alcohol basically isn't selling."

Riesling said rather regretfully.

The High Priestess: "That's not right, isn't something like alcohol a rigid demand of war? Used to relieve tense nerves or something."

Justice: "Originally it should be like this, but now a new type of alcohol has appeared, and the ones on my end can't be sold at all."

Empress: "It's indeed like this, the sales volume of strong liquor on my end has decreased quite a lot."

Star: "The sales volume of strong liquor has decreased!?"

Seeing Empress's message, Ruan Qingyi was very surprised. You have to know that with Healing Potions, even if injured, there was no need for any disinfection.

So alcohol was just alcohol.

If the sales of fruit wine like [Justice] Riesling's were not good, it was understandable, after all, drinking that thing was just for fun.

But strong liquor was different, this was a rigid demand for many alcoholics and people in extreme cold regions.

So Ruan Qingyi was this surprised.

The Fool: "I actually know a bit about this new type of alcohol."

Justice: "Oh? Tell us about it."

The Fool: "It's an alcohol named Heaven's Fall, each bottle is about 200 milliliters or so. According to people who have drunk it, the alcohol itself is a pre-mixed cocktail bottled up."

Riesling's eyes lit up, the hand holding the card trembling slightly.

Regarding the new alcohol, he also only just found out not long ago, and didn't even know the name yet.

As a result, someone in the group already had intelligence on it?

Sure enough, Tower's words were correct, group friends are sometimes truly omnipotent.

Being able to join is really great.

Moreover, no matter what, it was a matter of a business rival. Knowing a bit now also had important considerations for his future business layout.

Justice: "Is there any more news about the producer?"

The Fool: "Sorry, I'm not clear on anything more."

Justice: "Is that so, that's really a pity. If you encounter it next time, can you help me buy some, I plan to research it a bit."

Knowing that there was intelligence was already pretty good. Riesling, although somewhat regretful, didn't continue pestering Hels.

After all, that was all the other party knew, asking more was also futile.

Furthermore, questioning closely like this would also be very impolite.

You have to know, the other party was a member of the Map Compilation Office.

Although Riesling had the appearance of an extrajudicial fanatic, he respected these people from the bottom of his heart.

After all, people all like what they don't have.

Wanting him to be as selfless as the people of the Map Compilation Office was fundamentally an impossible matter.

The Fool: "This is of course no problem. However, if you really want it, I suggest you go take a look in some war zones, there might be people peddling it there."

Justice: "Peddling?"

The Fool: "Right, peddling."

Riesling, who originally still had a face full of regret, immediately turned to confusion.

The literal meaning of so-called peddling was like those small vendors at the entrance of a train station carrying goods and hawking along the street.

In this world with magic desks and cards, for someone to actually use this method to sell, no matter how you thought about it, it was a matter of having a problem with one's brain right?

The Fool: "If it's you, you should have discovered where the problem lies right @The Moon."

Seeing that Riesling seemed to not quite understand, thus the knowledgeable and experienced Hels directly tagged the only merchant in the group.

And also the T0 level merchant in the entire continent, the most successful merchant in the entire continent.

And Shang Chuan, who was tagged, had a face full of helplessness. As a merchant, he of course was clear why this was.

The Moon: "These people peddling items generally will only be black market merchants. After all, what proper merchant would do this kind of strenuous thing ah, they all sit at home counting money."

Justice: "This... has the market now developed to this extent?"

Riesling had been preoccupied with matters of the orchard recently.

Anyway, it was just matters of cultivation, harvesting, production, and shipment. The rest was handled by people below and the merchants connecting with him.

So this fruit farmer dressed like a godfather really didn't know that the commercial market outside had already reached the extent where even black market merchants had come out.

You have to know that these black market merchants, just like Shang Chuan said, were all guys who swindled and bluffed.

Moreover, many of the goods were of unknown origin. Once sold, it's sold.

If you wanted some after-sales service or something because of problems with the goods, it was fundamentally impossible.

Because after you finished buying the things, you probably wouldn't even be able to find these merchants, so there was no after-sales service to speak of.

So very few people bought things from the hands of these guys.

Of course, this referred to the black market merchants of Blue Star.

Justice: "Wait... that means to say my alcohol business was squeezed out by this bunch of black market merchants of unknown origins?"

Riesling, who snapped back to his senses, finally remembered the matter of his own business.