I, the prince in distress, send money

Chapter 129 So that’s it
"Fuck, fuck!"

Home Alone cursed and retreated with the remaining people to the town square. Next to the burning mayor's cabin, they reorganized their formation and counted each other's losses.

"Who died?"

"Dela is dead. He was too eager to fight and didn't retreat in time. I saw him being hacked to death by a halberd-wielding soldier."

"Fuck! We lost a man and three horses. What a loss!"

The players discussed it angrily, and then they collectively decided to go back and look for trouble with those halberd soldiers.

"Deal with the enemy musketeers first!"

Home Alone suggested it, and then someone objected.

"How do we solve this problem? After they fired their first shot, they hid behind the halberd bearers. Who can get past them?"

"How about splitting up and going around the rear?"

"There aren't many of us to begin with, and you're dividing our forces? Are you stupid?"

"What should we do then?"

"Killing the enemy commander is the right thing to do."

"Who is the enemy commander?"

"I think I've seen him before. The guy standing next to the halberd holding a sword should be him."

"Then why don't you kill them?"

"What the hell, there are two rows of halberd bearers blocking the way, how can I get through?"

"Stop making noise, the town is on fire!"

Someone shouted, and the player turned around and saw, alas, it was true.

"What happened? Did we set the fire?"

"No, it was those halberdiers. They set the fire. Now they've run away. What are we going to do?!"

"What else can we do? Put out the fire!"

Home Alone yelled, and the other players followed him without thinking much.

By the time the fire was put out, the arsonists had already run away for a long distance.

The player tried to catch up, and after riding for a while, Home Alone was surprised to find that the enemy's footprints disappeared on the bank of a small river.

"Holy crap, are these NPCs really that smart? I only used it once and they already learned this technique."

……

While players were fighting special forces within the Republic and having fun with NPCs, Chris was busy with production.

Refugees from Helgeland continued to arrive at Bolas Fortress, increasing Chris's food pressure.

Of course, this is not the biggest problem. Although the pressure is great, we have the monthly cards and daily krypton gold from new and old players, and Chris only purchases the cheapest food, so we can still hold on.

Instead of cutting costs, Chris also thought about opening up source.

There are things that are also in demand in modern society near Bolas Fortress, such as wood and sand.

However, when Chris tried to sell the processed, parasite-free logs into the 21st century, he discovered a problem.

Delivering a small amount of wood to the 21st century was no problem, but with a larger quantity, even Chris found it difficult. Almost immediately, Chris figured out the reason.

Procuring food and steel from the 21st century to the Greek mainland is like transporting things from the second floor to the first floor. You just need to move the things to the side, and once you let go, the things will fall to the "first floor" due to gravity.

On the contrary, it is a bit troublesome to send things from the "first floor" to the "second floor". You need to throw them hard to overcome the obstruction of "gravity".

And what is gravity... Chris thinks it should be the repulsive force of the higher-dimensional world on the lower-dimensional world.

It is easy to drop things from the second floor to the first floor, but it is not easy to send things from the first floor to the second floor. Chris didn't feel it at first because he had only sold gold, silver, bear skins and other things.

The amount was small, and within his tolerance range, so he didn't feel any hindrance.

By the time Chris delivered ten tons of logs to the 21st century at once, he felt a little tired and began to realize that something was wrong, and then he discovered the problem.

This incident immediately interrupted Chris's open source plan. At the same time, it also made him think about one thing... Is there really no problem at all in delivering things from the "second floor" to the "first floor"?
After thinking about it, Chris tried to purchase a hundred second-hand laptops for a few hundred dollars online, and then took them out of the "mobile phone".

During this process, Chris felt that the "sky" above his head was shaking violently. The sun and the moon appeared in the sky at the same time, shining brightly, and the ground where he was was shaking slightly.

Chris immediately stopped taking out the notebook, and then he realized two things.

First, why did the Mother Earth say that he was too ambitious?

Second...the sky, earth, sun and moon on the Greek mainland are all fucking fake!
This world is a huge "Truman" world, which is why magic can be used outside the Greek continent, but here it is a desert of magical elements.

This is because someone has intercepted and drained the magical elements belonging to this land.

In other words, the Greek mainland is actually a fish pond, and Chris is an outsider who fishes small fish and fries them on the spot.

"Ah, from God's perspective, I'm really bad."

Chris sighed.

From this perspective, the reason why he was discovered and captured by the Mother Earth Goddess might be because of the "thermal imager" he carried with him. He quickly returned this thing to the second-hand mobile phone market.

Almost instantly, Chris no longer had that vague feeling of being watched.

It's true.

At this point, in terms of open source, Chris has given up the idea of ​​selling raw materials such as wood, stone, sand, etc. to make firepower.

If you sell less, you won't make much money. If you sell more, it will be very tiring and you will feel uncomfortable making money by doing hard work.

As of now, the only thing that can be sold is precious metals such as gold... Forget about silver. Modern silver is a by-product of the aluminum smelting industry, which leads to an oversupply of it and a very low price.

Chris would be crazy to sell silver from here to the 21st century. He is planning to lose all his money.

After much thought, Chris decided that the players' monthly membership was stable, so he began to ponder whether he should organize some activities to stimulate players' spending.

But how to do this?

Chris was a little distressed. He hadn't been a game planner for so long that he felt a little unfamiliar and didn't know what to do.

The small regime under his command is now in a stage of recuperation and is not suitable for launching a war against other countries.

There are a lot of refugees, and the infantry regiment is being recruited and trained. Even the skeleton has not been set up. If the players rely on attacking, even if they take over the territory, there will be no one to occupy and govern it.

How to do?
Just when Chris was feeling worried and at a loss, more problems came up.

　PS: Give a suggestion on how to stimulate players to spend money.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)