Apocalypse: I Have One More Keyword Than Others-Chapter 110 - Trader_1

Chapter 110: 110 Trader_1

Chapter 110: 110 Trader_1

What kind of business is best to do?

The first is monopoly, and the second is hoarding.

When you’re about to freeze to death, sell you cotton clothes; when you’re about to starve, sell you food. Many unscrupulous merchants have started up by relying on this in times of disaster…

But is Duge an unscrupulous merchant?

That’s right.

He indeed is.

What he demands is much more valuable than gold, antiques, and jewelry, just slightly better than selling children.

But, then again, he is not.

When on the verge of starvation, so-called strength, agility, including luck, are of no use to people. To an ordinary person, whether they have ten percent more strength or ten percent less, the outcome when they encounter mutant beasts is the same.

Moreover, when starving and dizzy, one can hardly feel the slight decrease in strength and agility.

So.

In the eyes of most people, Duge’s behavior is just like that of a lunatic doing charity.

This kind of behavior would usually be posted online and criticized for seeking attention, but now, people in suffering wish there were more such fools…

…

10 points of strength are equivalent to that of an ordinary person, 10 points of agility to that of a normal person. About a thousand people came out of the warehouse, and even after being divided into three parts, excluding the attributes brought by trade, he had almost accumulated the strength and agility of more than thirty normal people on himself.

The impact force of an ordinary person’s punch is about 100 kilograms, and with over thirty people combined, it means that a casual punch from Duge could cause an impact force of three thousand kilograms.

With a light punch, he could kill a Tiger.

Duge estimated that in terms of strength and agility, he could match or be slightly below that of the previous simulation.

But at this moment, his ranking in the simulation field was only 29, which seemed a bit unusual.

Even if there were keywords like slaughter or destruction, or even if someone was lucky enough to have maintained the previous simulation field’s keywords and could grow quickly, they shouldn’t have surpassed his accumulation of so many days in the previous simulation field in just two days.

That leaves only one possibility: the attributes gained through trading are considered merchandise and not calculated in his personal power by the system…

I’ve struck it rich!

Duge couldn’t help but swallow his saliva and continued trading. Even if only a hundred thousand people in Yongan City were alive, the accumulated attributes would be enough to turn him into a land-based Superman.

Maybe, he could specify some other prices, like healing abilities, for instance. Superior healing powers, plus the recovery brought by the stacking attributes—who in the simulation field could surpass him then?

Capital is indeed the root of all evils that control everything…

Duge was surging with emotion, thinking of his bright future, he was extremely excited. But thinking of how terrifying the Alien Battlefield was, he constantly suppressed his wild ideas deep inside his heart.

Stay calm!

Stay calm!

The tree that stands out in the forest is the one that will be destroyed by the wind.

In this simulation field, simply getting an inconspicuous seventh or eighth place is enough.

You must not stand out like last time, getting the first place and being in the limelight.

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Anyway, the attributes from the simulation field can’t be taken out. If I see someone pleasing, I might as well trade to them. With loyalty secured, there’s no need to worry about them turning against me.

Inside this simulation field, I might as well be the dark manipulator controlling the rankings.

Realizing he might already be invincible, Duge soon set a new goal for himself.

Of course.

Before becoming the dark manipulator, I need to clarify the main storyline of the world, lest others complete the main storyline while I’m still dreaming, and my base is stolen—that would indeed be a big joke.

Also.

Just by doing trade, my ranking will rise fast enough. The keyword ‘kindness’ seems unnecessary to grind for anymore. I need to pump the brakes a bit.

…

As Duge was contemplating the future, Geng Zhong and others also burst out from the underground garage. They had been prepared for battle, even to be oppressed by another group of people, but what they saw was a harmonious scene.

Supplies being distributed from vehicle to vehicle, those once-oppressed in the garage were now feasting, their faces filled with happiness and satisfaction.

Since the disaster struck, it had been a long time since Geng Zhong had seen such smiles on people’s faces.

Geng Zhong learned about the trading rules from the conversations of the people around him. He stepped forward and asked, “Chairman Qi, can we also receive goods?”

“It’s not about taking, to be precise, it’s about buying,” Duge decided not to feign kindness any longer, and he reverted to his nature long suppressed by himself, “I am a businessman, and to get something from me, you must pay a corresponding price.”

“Strength, agility, or maybe luck?” Geng Zhong asked, his face full of confusion.

“Of course, now I’ve decided to add recovery ability,” Duge said with a smile, “I’m in it for the long haul. Each person gives up one-tenth of their recovery ability to receive the essential supplies for life from me. Of course, I am very generous, and you can also choose to trade strength, agility, or luck …”

Behind Duge, Yao Tong and Bao Benwei exchanged glances, both shocked by what they saw in each other’s eyes.

The change in the terms of trade by Duge only proved one thing: the traded strength and agility were useful to him, probably not temporary like the keywords and spiritual power.

What the devil?

How could there be such nonsense advanced skills? This has completely broken the rules of the simulated environment, right?

If this continues, it won’t be long before he becomes the top person in the simulated environment again …

…

“I’ll sell strength.”

“I’ll sell luck.”

“I’ll sell strength too, I guess. Strength is like a servant; it comes back even after it’s been used up. Although this guy sounds crazy, what if it’s true?”

…

The people behind Geng Zhong were also starving and, upon seeing the abundant food, joined the trading queue eagerly, no longer caring about much else.

Geng Zhong looked towards Duge’s group, which included Yao Tong with his underwear worn on the outside, Bao Benwei covered in bloodstains, Gu Kun, and others. Even Duge looked spirited despite the patches of fresh blood on him, the tears in his clothes clearly caused by mutated cats and dogs.

The truck they had arrived in also smelled strongly of fresh paint, the so-called Charity Unlimited Company evidently a recent addition …

He was moved and couldn’t help but ask, “Why, why do you do this? By the looks of it, you’ve paid a heavy price for these supplies. Why distribute them so easily to others? I don’t believe you’re really harvesting strength and agility, these intangible things.

In recent days, I’ve seen too much darkness, too much misfortune. Just now, I was about to die along with the bully down there. Can you tell me the real reason? Let me believe that there is still light in the world, still hope. I’m at my limit …”

Looking at the young man before him, with tears in his eyes and chapped lips, and seeing the longing in his gaze, Duge’s heart trembled slightly and he involuntarily cursed, Damned simulation, why make it so real?

Why are there still such pure young men in the apocalypse?

Could his keyword be innocence?

But Duge knew that the young man before him was just an ordinary person; if he were a candidate, a simple enhancement of his attributes would have healed the cracked lips and minor wounds on his body long ago.

He sighed and asked, “What’s your name?”

“Geng Zhong,” Geng Zhong replied.

“Can you receive broadcasts in your warehouse?” Duge asked.

Geng Zhong nodded.

“Then have you heard the word Heavenly Demon in the broadcasts?” Duge continued to ask.

Geng Zhong hesitated for a moment, “I’ve heard it, but I thought it was a trick.”

“No, it’s not a trick,” Duge said with a smile, shaking his head, “I received some power from the Heavenly Demon. Those things in the trade you think are fictitious, they’re actually real, including strength, agility, and even luck—they really did give up those.”

As he spoke, he took a wrench from the young man’s hand and easily bent it, squeezing it into a ball of metal, then handed the ball back, “Geng Zhong, that’s the harsh truth. Now, do you still believe in light? In this morally bankrupt End World, actually, everyone is selfish, including me …”

Geng Zhong looked at the iron ball in his palm, then at Duge, the shock in his eyes too much to hide. After a moment, he lifted his head and said earnestly, “No, you’re a good person.”

“Oh?” Duge laughed, “I’ve taken away your strength and agility, things that are way more valuable than gold. Do you still think I’m a good person?”

“Without you, everyone here would be dead in half an hour.” Geng Zhong looked at Duge, his eyes gradually firming, “I don’t care if you’re the Heavenly Demon or if you’ve received power from him. But you didn’t abuse these powers, you didn’t violently take everything from us.

You could have gotten these supplies; it must have been easy for you. But you only took a trivial amount of strength and gave so much food in return. The things you asked for don’t even affect their normal activities, yet you provided the essentials they needed, so you are a good person.”

“Your perspective is definitely unique,” Duge laughed.

“I just see things clearer than they do,” Geng Zhong, too, laughed. Pointing to Charity Unlimited Company written on the vehicle, he added, “Chairman Qi, you live up to the virtues of kindness.”

“Actually, I no longer care about kindness,” Duge shook his head and said.

“Chairman Qi, can I trade something else with you?” Geng Zhong asked.

“What do you want to trade?” Duge asked, raising an eyebrow.

“Strength, I want strength,” Geng Zhong said, “There are some in the garage that I must punish, and I need powerful strength. As long as you give it to me, I’m willing to pay any price.”

“How about loyalty?” Duge sized him up and asked.

“That’s fine,” Geng Zhong smiled, “Serving a good person like you would be an honor for me.”

“Smart young man, I agree to your trade,” Duge’s eyes lit up as he patted his shoulder, “Become my agent!”