Saint Laurent Prison Warden

Chapter 179 Swamp Monster

City of Travel, East Suburbs, Traveling Monster Market!
It is the most luxurious and extravagant monster market in the entire travel city and even in the entire sky dome city group.

The automatic factories throughout the southern suburbs are producing monsters, and then transporting the samples to the eastern suburbs for centralized sale.

From basic little monsters to top monster-making masters, to underwater salvage monsters with special functions, all kinds of monsters can be found here.

According to the normal process, customers who want to buy spirits should go through the sales introduction, choose the one that suits them best from more than hundreds of spirits, and then find the factory owner to negotiate the price based on the purchase quantity. The more you buy, the lower the unit price will be.

And now, Richard is following this normal process.

“Look, VIP, the monster in the display case is our latest fish-skin monster that is specially adapted to the swamp environment.

They have gills and moist skin like murlocs, and their movement speed will not be hindered by the mud in the swamp, nor will they be damaged by the heavy humidity of the swamp. "

A white-bearded wizard introduced to Richard loudly:

"With a monster like this, the wet swampland in the northern suburbs that no one dares to develop will become yours.

As long as the VIP brings a hundred swamp monsters to the swamp for two or three weeks, he can earn back all the costs of buying the monsters and even make a small profit.

That is a swamp that has never been explored by anyone. It must be full of mining areas and endless supplies to pick up."

Richard listened quietly to the boasting of the wizard shopping guide beside him, and kept scanning the monsters on display with his eyes.

The wizard seemed to have rarely met someone as interested in spirits as Richard. Therefore, he kept introducing them to Richard, wanting to introduce some of his unsellable items to Richard.

Behind him, several mages were whispering and laughing at him.

"Old Brute is here again, trying to sell his swamp monster to other people every day."

"It's so funny. The cost of producing one swamp monster is equivalent to that of five normal monsters. With such a high price, its combat power and work efficiency are not as good as the most common monsters. It's really funny."

"It's just that old Brute was being too clever and insisted on taking away the goblin's pistol and letting the goblin use its hammer.

He didn't even realize that such small monsters were not suitable for close combat. Sending those swamp monsters out for close combat would be a death sentence."

Although the mages lowered their voices a little, they didn't do it too low. It would be more accurate to say that they were deliberately trying to let old Brute hear and mock him rather than whispering.

"Ahhhh! I can't stand it anymore! That's not a hammer, that's called an axe!" Old Brute yelled.

He stood beside Richard and explained anxiously: "Dear guest, please don't listen to their nonsense. They are jealous of my talent and my achievements. They deliberately use words to suppress me and want to bring me to the same level as them.

But this is impossible, my creativity and my invention skills have already surpassed them by a long way!

They had no idea what I had discovered.

Look, VIP, this is the Goblin's multi-purpose axe and pickaxe. It looks like a hammer head, but inside it contains an axe, pickaxe, shovel, saw and other work tools, making the Goblin a jack of all trades!

During the battle, you can also put away all the tools and use the axe and pickaxe to hammer and chop. The output of the monster in this combat form is much higher than that of other monsters using firearms! "

"You don't have the shooter skill." Richard touched his chin, frowned and asked, "Then is the repair skill still there?"

Hearing Richard's question, old Brute's eyes suddenly brightened!
He realized that Richard was probably an expert. He was not worried about meeting an expert, because he knew that his product was good enough, and as long as he was lucky enough to meet a customer who needed to use these monsters in the swamp, he could make a deal.

What he was afraid of were those people who pretended to know everything or did not know anything at all. Those people were easily influenced by the discussions of other wizards around them and would turn around and leave without even understanding the specific situation, without giving old Brute a chance to explain.

"Of course, compared to the insignificant design ability, repair is the core of the spirit!

I know exactly what the spirits need, so the special skill of my swamp spirits is not even the ordinary [Repair], but the more powerful [Convenient Repair]. "

[Repair: Active skill that can repair your own machinery (including war machines and golems) and restore damaged units (dead units can be resurrected, even if all are dead). The repaired health value is [number of high-level monsters × 5]. Can only be used once per battle]

[Convenient Repair: Active skill that can repair your own machinery and restore damaged units. The repaired health value is [Number of Swamp Spirits × 5]. Repairing does not consume actions. It can only be used three times per battle.]

"The secret of convenient repairs is also hidden in the axe pick, which contains a compressed repair kit for repairs. Normal goblins would put this repair kit around their waists or in their shirt pockets, but there is very little space in those places, so they can only carry one.

I used a few gems in the axe and pickaxe to make a small space column, which can just hold three repair kits.

Don't worry, after leaving the battle, only a negligible amount of resources will be needed to replenish the repair kit.

My Swamp Spirit is also good at making repair kits."

Old Brute patted his chest and said, "Dear customer, just buy it with confidence. I will handle all the problems later. If you have any special needs, you can also tell me now and I will think of a solution for you.

Please believe in my ability to invent and create. I was the champion of the Monster Manufacturing Creativity Competition 12 years ago."

"Then there were no awards for 12 years. I finally developed a swamp goblin and submitted it to the competition, but I was not selected."

Several more mages behind old Brute started to laugh, which made old Brute very angry. He turned around and made noises at them, and even tried to throw his staff to drive away the booing mages, but his actions only brought even louder laughter.

Richard looked at the swamp monster on the counter, his eyes full of desire.

Others did not know the value of the swamp monster, but he knew it very well.

In the swamp, these swamp monsters can definitely thrive and play a role no less than that of frog-merfolk. The biggest problem with swamp monsters is that they are expensive. The price of one swamp monster is equivalent to that of 5 ordinary monsters.

And this biggest problem was also solved by Richard.

Yes, the swamp golem was expensive, but Richard had no intention of buying one.

Not to mention a swamp monster, even if a normal monster wanted to buy it through normal procedures, he wouldn't be able to come up with so much money.

Richard received a huge sum of money as the Silver Cross Medal, but this huge sum of money was only for Richard personally. He used this huge sum of money to squander and enjoy it for a lifetime.

But if he spent the money in Saint Laurent Prison, it wouldn't even make a splash. The amount of money needed to build a power is completely different from the amount of money needed for personal enjoyment.

The Saint-Laurent Prison has annexed the entire northern suburbs, and countless mining areas, farmlands, and special buildings are waiting for Richard to develop.

If these places were easy to develop, they would have been developed by the Travel City long ago. The reason they have survived until now is because they are very difficult to develop.

Compared with normal resources, developing these resources requires 10 or even times the effort.

Richard made a rough calculation and found that in order to meet the development needs of the entire northern suburbs, he would need to recruit 76,000 goblins!
The annual output of goblins in the entire Travel City is about 3. If Richard wants to eat to his heart's content, he has to directly contract the goblin output of the Travel City for more than two years.

Not to mention that it is impossible for him to come up with the money, even if he could come up with the money, others would not allow him to buy it.

Therefore, Richard had already made up his mind that he must find a way to build a monster production line.

First buy some monsters to deal with the emergency, and then use the monsters to produce new monsters, so that the number of monsters in the northern suburbs will continue to increase until the number of monsters he expects is reached.

This is called mastering core technologies and producing instead of buying, thereby reducing costs.

Richard knew that his idea was good, but it was extremely difficult to realize.

The monster factories that can take root in the Travel City are all the elite that have survived the test of time and space. The forces behind these monster factories are so complicated that it is impossible to limit them to the Travel City. Not to mention the Sky Dome, even Rainbow City has tentacles that penetrate into these monster factories.

Not to mention that he is just a small fry like Richard, even if Xingge were to step in and force it, it might not work.

But now, the swamp monster, this dusty pearl, gave Richard hope.

He stretched out his hand and pulled the howling old Brut over to him.

"Very good! I, Richard, have invested in your project!"

"Vote? Huh?" Old Brute didn't understand. "VIP, what do you mean by vote? Do you want to buy swamp monsters, and do you want to buy a large quantity?"

"Of course not." Richard shook his head. "What I mean is that I will invest in a factory that specializes in producing swamp monsters, and then I will invest in purchasing swamp monsters from this factory to ensure that the factory can make a profit."

"Ah?" The old Brutes were dumbfounded: "Isn't it just that you produce things with your money, and then you use your money to buy back what you produced?
Why bother with this?"

"You don't understand this, and you don't need to understand. Anyway, I want to jointly establish a goblin factory with you, specializing in producing the swamp goblins that you are most proud of." Richard took out a pen and paper, wrote down his name, and then handed the paper to old Brute.

"I will be responsible for building the factory, providing resources, maintaining production...all the work that requires money. And you will be responsible for ensuring that the factory can produce swamp monsters stably and permanently.

In other words, I will be the boss of the factory and you will be the factory director.

Together, the two of us made the Swamp Monsters bigger and stronger and made them famous.

What do you think, Master Brut? "

【Richard, winner of the Silver Cross】

When old Brute saw Richard's name on the paper, his eyes almost popped out.

"Ah, so you are Mr. Richard! I watched the live broadcast of the party that day, but I didn't see you appear. It was disrupted by those monsters. I thought I would never have the chance to see you again in this life, but I didn't expect to meet you here."

An expression of realization immediately appeared on old Brute's face.

"Mr. Richard, everyone knows about your relationship with Lord Xingge. You must have come to buy swamp monsters to develop the northern swamp.

Is our Silver City going to make some big move in the swamp?"

"Shh, don't guess." Richard put his finger to his mouth to stop old Brute from speaking.

"In short, if you have no objection, it's settled. We will reach a cooperation intention first, and then consider the specific details."

Richard left a few words, put on his hat and left.

Richard certainly planned to build the factory directly. Although most of the northern suburbs were swamps, there was still a small piece of valuable land that could be used for building.

It's just that before the Saint Laurent Prison, those buildings built near the swamp were easily besieged by swamp creatures. Now with the Saint Laurent Prison and Richard's troops clearing out the area, the probability of such an incident happening is very small.

Richard separated a large piece of valuable land and used it specifically as a factory for the swamp monsters.

We already have the talent to run the factory, and we have the land; all we need is the start-up capital for the investment.

Richard could certainly invest his Silver Cross bonus, but that would be a waste.

He has a better idea.

As soon as Richard spread the word that he was going to build a road to the Swamp Monster Factory, those opportunistic families immediately set their sights on Richard.

That night, a large group of wealthy and powerful representatives from the City of Travel gathered outside Richard's room.

Richard changed his clothes, straightened his clothes and opened the door, and all kinds of people immediately came over.

Their common goal is to take down Richard and get a share of the Monster Factory.

That night, Richard smiled and said to everyone:
"Hahaha, we're all acquaintances now, there's no need to be so reserved. I know what you're thinking, and you know what I'm thinking too. I'm putting this out there, the Travel City will surely reform the wetlands on a large scale, and the benefits will be endless. The sooner you join, the better."

Richard was eloquent, understood the market, and quickly reached an agreement with the businessmen.

After the price was agreed upon, truckloads of resources were immediately transported out of the Travel City and headed toward the northern suburbs.

During the day on the second day, a construction project called "Richard's Monster Factory" took root near the Saint Laurent Prison. Richard not only did not spend any money to build this factory, but also made a little profit.

(End of this chapter)