Survival Game: Call Me an Honest Businessman

GG.

As the name suggests, it means to spread the word widely.

In this small market, where different races are wary of each other, even if she, a stranger who suddenly appears, were to hawk her wary tales through a loudspeaker, they would only be on guard.

The fox clan, which owns the same products as her, may directly regard her as a competitor.

But when these words came from the mouth of a lizard who was also an orc, and aroused the curiosity of these orcs, the effect was different when she spread the word.

Moreover, she had a backup plan.

She noticed that the fox clan did not accept barter.

—Except for water.

After exchanging a spoonful of salt for a jar of water, the fox-girl quickly handed the water to the tent behind her.

Li Zhi then realized that behind the many young and strong fox-clan beastmen men and women, there was an elderly fox-clan beastman.

He lay dying in the center of the tent, his face pale, his lips cracked, and he appeared to be injured.

Having a wound means... it urgently needs anti-inflammatory treatment.

Li Zhi immediately let go of his last bit of worry and deliberately made a noise to attract the lizard's attention.

The lizard's words successfully led to Li Zhi's intention to call GG.

Water and salt indeed caused a stir in the market.

Orcs, even treants and giants in the distance, were all looking this way.

The group of fox-clan beastmen, who had previously displayed fierce expressions, also composed themselves.

Fox girl: "You say you have water? How are we going to change it?"

Li Zhi noticed that previously, a small jar of water, about 100ml, could only be exchanged for a spoonful of salt.

That adds up to about 5 copper coins.

She only had one 1.5L bottle of water.

It's not worth it to switch.

Li Zhi smiled and said, "What I meant was that I have ways to get these things, not that I have them right now."

It's too risky for people to know she has a lot of stuff and that she'll be robbed.

She didn't rule out any possibility from the start.

The fox-girl, however, looked angry: "Are you playing me?"

Li Zhi glanced at the tent behind the fox-girl: "If I'm not mistaken, there's an elderly woman inside who needs medical attention. If I told you I don't have water, but I do have an anti-inflammatory pill that can treat her injuries, how much would you be willing to pay for it?"

The fox girl's breathing instantly became heavy.

Or rather, it wasn't just the fox-girl; most people in the market had their eyes turned green with envy.

Most of them make a living by hunting, and fighting for resources is commonplace, with very few receiving medical treatment.

The profession of doctor is almost never found among races below level C.

Medicine is something even rarer than salt, water, and food.

Not to mention the Wilderness Market, even in larger Beast Markets or Beast Alliance Markets, medicine is extremely scarce!

The merchant, however, claimed that she had medicine!

The fox-girl acted decisively, darting into the tent, grabbing a leather pouch, and rushing out to shove it into Li Zhi's hand: "There are 57 copper coins in here! If that's not enough, we can exchange them for something else!"

57 copper coins!

We can add more!

What about the ones she sold for 4 copper coins each?

Li Zhi: "Deal!"

A square metal object appeared between Li Zhi and the fox girl, with a small screen in front and behind it, and a tray on top.

It is precisely the fair scale, one of the merchant's tools.

The screen facing Li Zhi displayed: "[Accept 57 copper coins for one anti-inflammatory pill?]"

The screen facing the fox-girl reads: [Anti-inflammatory medicine: Used for inflammation caused by bacterial infection, suitable for redness, swelling, heat, pain, and fever.]

The last trace of wariness in the fox-girl's eyes vanished upon seeing the scales of fairness and the effects displayed in orcish script ahead.

After Li Zhi agreed, an anti-inflammatory drug appeared on the scale.

The fox-girl grabbed it, saying, "Thank you!"

The other fox-fox beastmen had already surrounded Li Zhi and the fox-fox girl. After she got the anti-inflammatory medicine, they surrounded her in the center, glaring fiercely at the others who were eyeing them covetously, and quickly gave the medicine to the fox-fox elder.

"Sir merchant! I also need anti-inflammatory medicine! And I have some copper coins! Here you go!"

As soon as the fox girl left, the other orcs, dwarves, and even tree people and giants gathered around.

Li Zhi was surrounded by complete darkness, with no room to move around.

These people, clutching their money pouches, pushed forward with expressions of desperate madness.

Li Zhi's sense of crisis instantly intensified.

She had previously seen the injured fox elder and the backwardness of the area, and thus foresaw that medicine would be very valuable here.

But upon closer inspection, she noticed that only this one elderly man was injured at the market, the fishmonger's clothes were made of smooth material, and a modern pickup truck was parked in the distance.

With primitive backwardness and modern technology appearing at the same time, she was somewhat unsure of the specific situation here.

However, the fox-fox beastmen are indeed an obstacle on her salt-selling journey, and using anti-inflammatory drugs to break through the situation is the best solution at present.

Adhering to the principle of caution.

She only used the anti-inflammatory drug as a tool to reconcile with the fox clan, and emphasized that there was only one pill.

The real purpose was still to sell salt.

But I never expected that the medicine would be so scarce.

The orcs' crimson eyes told her that if she had said anything wrong back then, she might already be in dire straits.

As expected of a temporary stall that doesn't require rent, free things are always the most expensive.

Li Zhi took a few steps back and raised his voice, saying, "I'm sorry everyone, as I've already said, I only have one anti-inflammatory pill on me. You should know how scarce medicine is. I only managed to get three anti-inflammatory pills with great difficulty, and to prevent any accidents, I only carried one with me. If you really want it, you can... auction it off here."

The fox-girl instantly squeezed in: "Me! I'll take the picture! How will you take it?!"

Li Zhi turned and climbed onto the low wall: "Gentlemen! Listen to me! There are only two anti-inflammatory pills left! The highest bidder wins!"

She held up one finger: "The starting bid is 100 copper coins, with each bid increment being no less than 10 copper coins. A 50% deposit is required upfront, and the remaining 50% will be paid in cash on delivery."

"Now, let's begin!"

"110 coppers!"

"120 coppers!"

"130!"

"200 coppers!"

Li Zhi wasn't surprised that the bid reached 200, but she didn't expect that the bidder was the fishman who seemed to be watching the show from the sidelines with a cold expression.

She quickly looked away: "200, is anyone else here?"

The lively scene just moments ago instantly cooled down.

The fish-man's long tail scales were dry and dull, even under the sun.

When gliding, it resembles a writhing snake tail.

But wherever she went, all the orcs lowered their heads and took several steps back.

The merman stretched out his scaly hand: "200, I'll take both of them."

Li Zhi's eyes turned cold, but his voice remained gentle: "This customer, I'm referring to the starting bid for one."

The merman chuckled dismissively: "You're just a D1-level merchant. Although I'm not sure what race you are, are you sure you want to offend my Scaled Race for two pills?"

Li Zhi's face turned completely cold.

Her worst fears came true.

In this world, racial hierarchy is not only important, but also clearly defined, with the strong preying on the weak.

Human beings seem to occupy a very low position.