Don't call me evil god

Chapter 142 Ceylon Line 3

The conditions in the border inns are naturally not as good as those in the towns of the kingdom.

The listless shopkeeper learned that Pete and his friends planned to stay overnight, so he slowly stood up, lit an oil lamp, and led them to the door of the room.

"One room provides two beds. Ha-yawn. If you want hot water, bring your own container. There is water in the thermal water tank in the backyard. It is heated once every morning and evening. If you come late, there is nothing you can do if it gets cold."

"Black bread and pickles are provided in the morning. They cannot be taken away. Like hot water, they are in limited supply."

The room is about 10 square meters in size and has two wooden single beds that look pretty good, covered with clean thin blankets and sheets, and bedding is also provided.

The downside is that the sound insulation is somewhat poor.

Pete could clearly hear the noise coming from the next room. There was a regular sound of dull thuds of something hitting something, accompanied by a man's heavy breathing and the occasional high-pitched shouting of a woman.

Pete hesitated.

"This situation... is a bit bad."

If it were in Ceylon City, the room price of 4 silver coins would at least mean a large and spacious room with exquisite interior decoration and various complete accessories. Maybe even the bed would be a soft and comfortable water bed, and the floor would be covered with velvet blankets.

How dare they charge 4 silver coins for a room like this? What’s the difference between this and robbery?
The average monthly income for most farmers in Ceylon was only about 4 to 5 silver coins.

The shop owner said matter-of-factly, "Hey guys, this is the real border of the kingdom!"

"What kind of room do you expect? Do we need to arrange a few dark elf technicians to serve you well?"

Pete was speechless.

What the store owner said is not wrong.

Although there are Kingdom Army and Crusaders stationed near the defense line, it is still relatively safe here when the monster red tide does not break out.

However, during a monster red tide, it was impossible to predict how strong the different monsters rushing towards different defense lines would be. Every year, there were unlucky defense lines whose walls were broken through and the defenders were breached.

The vendors and the like behind the defense line can pack up their things and run away with buckets in advance;
For this kind of hotel, even if the owners could escape early, the hotel would definitely be destroyed.

The higher the cost of construction and renovation, the greater the loss will be at that time.

What's more, most of the adventurers and mercenaries who come to such places don't care about the rest conditions. It's just a temporary stopover anyway. After all, can the conditions be worse than spending the night in the wilderness?
Pete sighed helplessly.

"Okay, pay the money and get two rooms!"

He was ready to endure the hardships on this trip.

It's not easy to be an adventurer who hunts monsters.

This is not a question of being a professional or not.

No matter how powerful a professional is, he still needs to eat and sleep.

In the wilderness outside the border, the most troublesome thing since the advent of the evil god is that most areas are no longer suitable for mortal survival.

It's not just the threat of monster attacks.

Many animals and plants that were originally food sources have become inedible after being polluted and deformed.

When adventuring in the wilderness, you can only fill your stomach with the dry food you bring with you.

When Pete and his friends were in Green Harbor, their staple food was basically soft and sweet white bread.

But when heading into the wilderness, white bread's easy spoilage becomes its biggest drawback.

In such a place, the only thing available was black bread, which was easy to store. Similarly, living conditions in other aspects were also kept simple.

After all, something is better than nothing.

……

After the room was checked in, everyone decided to go to the small market not far from the hotel.

Rather than calling it a market, it is more accurate to say that it is a place for purchases and transactions formed by adventurers, mercenaries, and merchants.

It was evening at this moment. Some adventurers who had been wandering around the area near Ceylon Line 3 returned to the kingdom before dark and were bargaining with the merchants who came to buy monster materials.

Among the group, Brandon was most interested in this scene.

He knew a lot about the materials found on monsters. He looked at the purchase signs put up by the vendors and talked about them incessantly:

"Benignly deformed monster bones! Grind this stuff into bone powder and sprinkle it on the ground. It has the effect of accelerating plant growth. I remember that the coconut farmers in Green Harbor would buy this stuff, and the price was almost 1 silver coin per pound. I didn't expect the vendors here to only buy it for 50 copper coins per pound!"

"If shipped to Greenport, the price can more than double, it's really profitable!"

"And that, look!" Brandon excitedly pointed at a purchase sign on a nearby vendor's stall. "I know about the scales or shells of monsters that can be purified. Adding them when crafting armor equipment will have a special effect!"

“I heard that the fibers that may exist in the contaminated plants will be very tough after purification and have many uses!”

"Monster meat! You can't eat it directly! But a small amount of pure alien meat can be extracted and mixed into feed for livestock, which can make them grow bigger and produce more meat and milk! It's so cheap. Why is it only 1 copper coins for 40 kilogram here?"

Brandon walked and looked around. Most of this knowledge he had heard from the mercenaries bragging in the tavern in Green Harbor.

Adventurers and mercenaries, with evil looks and dusty faces, came here dragging their trophies and sold them to the purchasing merchants.

The most common things are the skin, bones, flesh, roots, stems, leaves, fruits, etc. found from the corpses of monsters.

As for those relatively rare and exotic materials, although there are vendors in this small trading market holding up signs saying "Buying at high prices", almost no one is willing to sell them here.

If you spend a little time and go to Ceylon City to sell it, the price might be dozens of silver coins or even more.

The main traded items here are those common materials in large quantities. After the vendors purchase a sufficient quantity, they will transport them to the appropriate place and regularly invite the monks of the Glowing God Cult to cast spells to purify them, extract useful materials from them, and then resell them to other customers in need.

After walking around the market, Brandon was a little confused because he found a place that was different from his "expectations".

"Eh? That's weird. Why didn't I see the mercenaries waiting to be hired or adventurers waiting to form a team that the bards talked about?"

Since arriving at the border, Brandon has seen that all the other people are like him, with their own teams or organizations, and there are very few lone travelers.

"Nonsense, even if there really are such people, they must be looking for a team in a town like Ceylon City. How could they form a temporary team only when they reach the border?"

Gail reminded Brandon silently:
"We formed a temporary team and we don't know each other's background or background."

"What if after you enter the wilderness, your temporary teammates see that the situation is not good and decisively stab you and abandon you and run away?"

After Gale finished speaking, a shrill voice suddenly sounded not far away:

"Sir! Sir! Sir over there!"

“Are you still worried that the teammates you found temporarily are not trustworthy?”

"Do you want to know about the body double business?"

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(End of this chapter)