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Chapter 1118 Data Conflict

When he woke up in the morning, Zhao Wuji thought it would be better for him to leave the town as soon as possible, so he found a dog sled, wrapped himself tightly in the stolen bear skin, and the sound of his teeth chattering was louder than the sleigh bells.

"System. Are you sure this thing is faster than walking?"

[System prompt: According to calculations, the current speed is 3 kilometers per hour, which is 0.5 kilometers faster than the host's walking speed. Additional benefit: It is easier to transport the frozen corpse.]

Zhao Wuji felt that this crowd acting system was originally a relatively reliable white glove, but now it was so unreliable. It was probably because there was a conflict between the elf world data set by Li Jingling and the black elf world data, so he tried to relax and accept it.

The dwarf leading the way turned around and roared, "If you complain again, I'll throw you down to feed the snow wolves!"

Zhao Wuji immediately shut up and silently wrote down in the account book: "Expense: Hiring a dwarf sled team, -5 gold coins. Note: Very bad attitude, bad review."

After half a month's trek, they finally arrived at Bryn Shander, the most prosperous of the Ten Towns. Zhao Wuji jumped off the sled and saw the wanted poster posted at the door of the tavern at first sight.

Bounty: A white-haired dark elf, extremely dangerous, bounty 200 gold coins.

The painting of Drizzt is very lifelike, even his melancholy eyes are depicted.

"200 gold coins!" Zhao Wuji's eyes widened, "This is enough for me..."

[Alert! Dangerous thoughts of the host detected! ]

[Penalty preparation options:

A. Reciting your own sonnet in public

B. Grow a dwarf beard
C. Forced to adopt a snow ape as a son]

".I just thought about it."

He dragged his luggage towards the market in disappointment, but was stopped by the guards.

"New here? Pay the city tax, 2 gold coins."

"How much?!" Zhao Wuji screamed, "You are robbing!"

The guard pointed behind him and said, "See? 'Icewind Dale Free Trade Zone', clearly marked with prices."

Zhao Wuji looked up and found a line of small words under the wooden sign: "The right of interpretation belongs to the parliament."

“.……….”

He gritted his teeth and handed over the money, then angrily wrote in the account book: "Expenditures: Robbery tax, -2 gold coins. Note: I am not an elf if I don't take revenge."
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Zhao Wuji's "antifreeze mushroom cream" business got off to a bleak start.

"Don't miss it if you pass by! It's a secret recipe from underground. You won't be afraid of minus 50 degrees after applying it!"

A barbarian wrapped in bear skin came over and sniffed it: "Why does this thing smell like shit?"

"This is an artistic process!" Zhao Wuji said calmly, "It contains precious multicolored bats... er... underground plant essence!"

The Savage smeared a little on his face doubtfully. Three seconds later, his face began to glow.

Literally glowing.

"Ahhh my face!" The barbarian screamed and ran towards the river, leaving a trail of glowing footprints on the snow.

Zhao Wuji quickly closed his stall and hid in the crowd.

[System prompt: First fraud is successful, reward 1 gold coin. Current assets: 16.7 gold coins]

"This is called differentiated marketing!" he argued.

That night, Zhao Wuji overheard a piece of important news in the pub:

"I heard that the dark elf ranger went to Lonely Forest Town," a hunter said while drinking ale, "and mixed with the dwarf Warhammer clan."

"Bruenor Battlehammer?" exclaimed his companion. "That stubborn old fellow actually accepted the elves?"

Zhao Wuji pricked up his ears and accidentally poured the mushroom soup into his nostrils. [Side quest trigger: Get first-hand information about Trist

Reward: 5 Gold
Requirements: Cannot directly contact the protagonist group]

"This is as difficult as asking me to eat glutinous rice balls with chopsticks," he muttered, and suddenly stared at the drunken dwarf miner in the corner.

ten minutes later.

"Brother, have another drink!" Zhao Wuji slammed the table generously, "It's my treat!"

The dwarf was so moved that tears welled up in his eyes: "You are a real person! Although you are a dark-skinned elf."

After three cups of honey wine, the dwarf started to talk nonsense: "That elf from the Warhammer family...hiccups... doesn't eat meat! What kind of moral dilemma is this? It's so funny. When we dwarves were mining..."

Zhao Wuji was taking notes while thinking: "Drizzt's vegetarian habits? Is this information worth 5 gold?"

[System: The added value lies in the timeliness of the intelligence. At this point in time, no more than five outsiders know this.]

The next day, he sold the information to a curious merchant and earned 5 gold coins.
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The blizzard lasted for three days, and Zhao Wuji's tent was blown down twice. As he was shivering by the fire in the tavern, he heard even more shocking news:

"An orc tribe has appeared in the north!"

The whole tavern was in an uproar. But Zhao Wuji's eyes lit up: "Orc fur! A hot commodity!"

[System warning: Detected that the host is about to engage in high-risk speculative behavior]

"High risk, high reward!" He rubbed his hands and used all his savings to buy twenty low-quality fishing nets. "It can be transformed into an animal trap!"

Three days later, Zhao Wuji hid behind a rock, watching the orcs howling as they were entangled in the "spider web trap" he had improved. The patrol team easily resolved the attack.

The council decides to reward him with 10 gold coins - until they discover that the "traps" are modified fishing nets stolen from the town hall.

"A fine of 15 gold coins." The Speaker announced coldly.

Zhao Wuji: “.”

[Current assets: 6.7 gold coins]
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Zhao Wuji, who was desperate, finally used his trump card. He put up a sign at the market:
"A crash course in the Surface Elven language! We guarantee you'll learn it!"

There were five students in the first class—all girls who wanted to pursue Drizzt.

"Teacher," a blushing human girl raised her hand, "how do you say 'Your eyes are as beautiful as starlight'?"

Zhao Wuji made up a story: "Uh 'Drizzt do'Urden, marr'lin quth!'" (which actually means "Drizzt do'Urden, go eat a spider!")
[System Alert: The host is detected to be spreading false cultural information! ]

“This is called the artistic processing of language!”

In the second week, when a brave girl shouted this "love word" to Drizzt, the white-haired elf's expression was as if he had swallowed a live octopus.

Bruenor Warhammer laughed so hard that he couldn't even hold his axe steady. "Boy! I didn't expect you to like this!"

Drizzt turned and walked away, avoiding the market for three kilometers.

Zhao Wuji wrote down in the account book: "Income: Language class tuition, +20 gold coins. Note: Misunderstandings caused by cultural differences are none of my business."
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At the end of the month, Zhao Wuji was pleasantly surprised to find that his total assets had exceeded 30 gold coins. He was happily planning for the future when he suddenly heard a system prompt:

[Main storyline progress: The Crystal Shard has appeared, Artemis Entreri has arrived in Ten-Towns]

The adventurers in the tavern are discussing:
“I heard that Kemp’s tower was destroyed!”

"There is a killer tracking the dark elves"

Zhao Wuji quietly crossed out the plan of "investing in the reconstruction of Camp" and changed it to "stockpiling healing medicine".

Outside the window, the first snowflakes fell on the sign of "Antifreeze Mushroom Cream". The fluorescent substance flickered in the snow, just like the mushroom fields in Menzoberranzan.

"It's so difficult," he said to himself, "I need to earn 97000 gold coins to save a 10 gold resurrection card to go home..."