Survival Game: Call Me an Honest Businessman

Fortunately, having been in a high position for so long, she never forgot how to struggle and survive in a low position.

Li Zhi instantly switched his tone: "You jest, sir. Of course, I wouldn't dare offend the Scaled Race. But as you know, I don't have the anti-inflammatory medicine on me. This is just a pre-auction; the transaction will have to wait until my next visit. Would you like to pay a deposit now?"

The merman sneered, "You think you can get me to pay a deposit?"

Li Zhi replied obsequiously, "You're right! I'm not worthy at all. How about we postpone this transaction and exchange the money for the goods next time we come?"

Honesty is reserved for honored guests, while cunning is used against wicked people.

After completing this one-off deal, she won't come back to this godforsaken place until her strength has increased.

The fishman pointed to the scales of fairness: "I remember that merchants can sign a contract. You prepare the contract and come back next time to trade directly."

Surprisingly, these cavemen are not so easily fooled.

Li Zhi's gaze swept over the surrounding orcs, some watching with amusement, others eyeing him menacingly, his smile unchanged: "Alright, but I just promised other customers I'd sell salt, so could you please wait a moment?"

The merman stared at her coldly.

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Faced with Li Zhi's ingratiating smile, he finally scoffed and slid to the side, watching over Li Zhi as he sold salt.

Li Zhi immediately laid out a bag of salt: "Gentlemen! One spoonful of salt costs 5 copper coins. Barter is accepted! But I will set the value!"

The other orcs, who were about to leave because the anti-inflammatory medicine had been sold, lit up with excitement when they heard that they could barter.

"I want a spoonful of salt! I'll trade it for animal hides!"

Li Zhi placed the animal hide directly onto the fair scale.

At that moment, a line of text appeared on her screen: [Sawtooth tiger hide: 80% intact after cutting; suitable for making blankets, carpets, and clothing; a single hide can withstand temperatures as low as -15°C.]

Li Zhi smiled and said, "This piece of animal hide is only worth 2 copper coins. If you have anything else, you can bring it up."

The orc scratched his head and placed another bag on top: "Here are 10 catties of dried meat, which usually sells for 3 copper coins."

Although he said this, his tone sounded somewhat guilty.

Li Zhi said directly, "I remember that 10 catties of dried meat is only worth 2 copper coins."

She wasn't just hiding in the corner to observe the fox-clan beastmen; she wouldn't have come out if she didn't have a general grasp of the situation.

The orc's shoulders slumped instantly, and he pleaded, "Sir, please give me a spoonful of salt! My child will die if he doesn't have salt to eat. I really need salt. And I'm not lying to you. Those jerky pieces taste bad; they're all cut from dead wild cattle, and some are dried worms, which are even less valuable. This jerky is from meat I butchered while hunting mud boars in the Thorn Forest. It's especially for my child; it's really worth the price!"

Li Zhi gestured for him to put the dried meat on the scale.

[Mud-fed Pork Jerky: Pork from mud-fed tribes living in thorny jungles is tender and high in protein, making it the most beloved ground meat among the Feathered Spirits. It is a rare tribute from the Beast Alliance, produced annually in limited quantities.]

Li Zhi never expected that a piece of dried meat could provide so much information.

Thorn Jungle, Feathered Spirit Clan, Beast Alliance.

Each one was a new word she had never heard before.

The words "offering tribute" made her feel once again the clear class distinctions in this world.

Li Zhi: "Okay, let's make the deal."

The orc's expression, which had grown increasingly gloomy due to Li Zhi's silence, instantly brightened.

"Thank you, sir! Thank you, sir! You are such a kind person!"

Li Zhi lowered his eyes and put the things away: "I'm not a good person, I'm just a businessman."

After completing the transaction, Li Zhi looked at the other orcs who were obediently queuing up because of the murlocs' intimidation:

"I have a few items with fixed purchase prices here. For example, Apocalypse Dust: 0.1 unit of Apocalypse Dust can be exchanged for a spoonful of salt; 10 bundles of wood can also be exchanged for a spoonful of salt; 50 catties of animal bones can also be exchanged for a spoonful of salt. In addition, if you have ironwood, dragon scale powder, tree sap, slag, rubber tree sap, or pure wool fiber, you can also trade with me here..."

She laid out the materials for upgrading the airship one by one, but what she needed most was Apocalypse Dust. However, she did not expect that while the orcs reacted to the other materials, they were completely clueless about Apocalypse Dust.

"Apocalyptic Dust, what is that?"

Only the merman's eyes flickered slightly: "Why do you want Apocalyptic Dust? That's something that only exists in the heavens and certain special places."

Li Zhi unexpectedly obtained a valuable piece of information from the fishman.

My dislike for her has lessened a bit.

She smiled and said, "As a businesswoman, I naturally buy whatever is in demand. As for why I need it, you'll have to ask my customers."

She could not possibly reveal any information about herself or humanity.

The merchant's cloak concealed her figure and appearance well, yet the merman could tell her level at a glance. It seems that higher races should have some kind of sense or method to judge lower races.

This world is so resource-scarce. Although the flying houses are currently floating in the sky and most humans are empty-handed, who knows if other races will covet them?

Besides, if there are so many races on earth, aren't there others in the sky?

Wasn't that mud-covered pork a favorite of the Feathered Spirit Clan?

Judging from the literal meaning, the Feathered Spirit Clan is very likely a high-altitude race, and of a high level.

If communication were to occur between the ground and the skies, and the existence of humanity were discovered, it would definitely not be a good thing for humanity, which is still in its early stages of development.

Li Zhi may only want to protect herself, but as a human being, she absolutely does not want her race to fall into crisis.

The fishman had no doubts.

He simply frowned in disgust: "A bunch of opportunistic businessmen."

Li Zhi remained noncommittal, smiling as he continued the transaction.

Soon, the number of copper coins she had jumped from 64 to 124.

The backpack was filled with more wood, dried meat, animal bones, slag, wild fruits, and various ores.

During the transaction, she discovered that the orcs could not see her panel or the deck in front of her.

So she would occasionally refresh the deck during the breaks between trades.

I hope to find another bag of salt and trade it here.

Click.

A mattress, an antibiotic, an apple, a duplicate card, and a blanket.

Buy them all.

[0.1 unit Apocalypse Dust] [0.1 unit Red Ore] [Cabbage Seed] [One Butter Bread] [Toilet Blueprint]

0.1 unit of red ore requires 10 copper?!

Li Zhi hesitated for a moment, but curiosity ultimately triumphed over poverty.

She wanted to see what kind of exorbitantly priced ore it was, that a mere 0.1 unit could rival the value of one of her Origin Cards.

The toilet blueprints weren't expensive, only 3 copper coins.

Everything else costs only 1 copper.

Li Zhi bought all five cards directly.

They sell salt while also selling brand D products.

Li Zhi quickly made a fortune, his backpack overflowing with money.

When only 30g of salt remained, a timid voice came from below.

"Excuse me... how much salt can I exchange for pure velvet grass?"

Li Zhi looked left and right, and finally saw a caramel-colored rabbit that was only up to her thigh next to her right leg.