The players in the game had no idea what Fang Xiang was up to. They thought that he was a philanthropist. Last time, he raised the price to collect high-level treasure maps. This time, he raised the price to collect high-level equipment.
"Sell him!"
"Sell him!"
"Sell them all to him!"
For a moment, the already crowded rooftop was filled to the brim. All they saw was a series of names, and they felt stuck even when they moved.
"The transaction is successful!"
"The transaction is successful!"
"The transaction is successful!"
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A car!
Two cars!
Three carriages!
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There were countless pieces of trash high-level equipment in the entire server. The merchants who had bought the Adsorbing Stones for 500,000 yuan to decompose did not intend to decompose them anymore. The profit from selling the Adsorbing Stones after decomposition might not be so much. It was better to sell them directly to Fang Xiang.
Ten minutes later, Fang Xiang's storage was not enough. The 25 storage units were all filled with trash equipment.
[Voice Transmission: Broken Soul: Brothers, wait a moment, I'll open a side account!] The warehouse was full! Contact me first if there's a whole car. Just throw me a side account! One car, one settlement!
It couldn't be helped. 25 storage units were like a drop in the bucket when compared to the trash equipment in the entire region. Even 250 storage units might not be enough, let alone 25 storage units.
Fortunately, Dream had the ability to create a side account as a warehouse. In the shortest time possible, Fang Xiang quickly created a new account, created a character, and opened a warehouse.
"XXX gave you a Four Dharma Azure Cloud!”
"XXXXX gave you a Flying Dragon in the Sky!”
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After filling up the storage for the smurf account, Fang Xiang finally stopped.
He had no choice. He had no money. Fortunately, he did not put all the money he had earned in the morning into the special vault. He had about one billion on him. Otherwise, he would not have been able to keep this little thing.
The special vault had a daily access to withdraw money. A 159 account could only withdraw about 200 million yuan, which was not enough at all.
Furthermore, Fang Xiang didn't expect to take back all the equipment in the district in one go. The reason why Fantasy Westward Journey could survive for so long was entirely due to the current economic ecosystem. If Fang Xiang really exchanged the trash equipment in the district for book iron, the supply would exceed the demand, and the price of book iron would definitely plummet.
Of course, these fifty cars would have a certain impact, but the impact wouldn't be too great. At most, it would fluctuate for a day or two. However, there was a premise that Fang Xiang wouldn't do this every day.
Besides, Fang Xiang was now accumulating capital. He wanted to have a good time first. He didn't care about the rest.
After getting all the trash equipment, Fang Xiang was going to get busy again.
Moreover, he was extremely busy. After a piece of equipment was recycled, it would take up three slots. Now, there were 50 warehouses of equipment. Once it was recycled, it would become at least 130 warehouses of equipment.
"Recovery successful!"
" You have received 1 Crafting Guidebook!"
" You have received 100 Refined Iron!"
"You have received 30 Green Dragon Stones!"
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As he collected the books, Fang Xiang also sorted them into different categories. He separated the books of the same type and placed them in the same warehouse. This way, they would sell better.
Fang Xiang spent the entire afternoon tidying up her things. She was extremely busy.
Looking at the warehouse that was filled to the brim, an indescribable sense of accomplishment arose spontaneously.
The hard work was over, and it was time to harvest.
The first to be targeted by Fang Xiang was Dream Forging, who had bought a set of metal books from him earlier. This guy offered a high price, so it was just right to sell it to him.
"Brother, do you still want the 130.140 book iron?”
Dream Forger was delighted to see Fang Xiang contacting him. He had sold all five of the six sets of metal books he had received this morning, except for the helmet. He had earned about seven million yuan. Now that there was another business coming to him, how could he not be happy?
"Boss, I want it. How much do you have? I want all of it. It's the same price as this morning!”
Less than three seconds after Fang Xiang sent the message, Dream Forger replied.
Fang Xiang didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what Dream Forging said. Such a big arms dealer definitely had the ability and might be able to take them down.
It had to be said that Fang Xiang was still too young, or perhaps she had underestimated the value of the things in her warehouse.
50 cars, that was 1,000 sets. Even if he was given an average of 10,000,000 sets, 1,000 sets would be almost 10 billion. How could an arms dealer afford to buy so many books?
" 130 shoes books, 4 cars; 140 shoes books, 3 cars; 130 gun books, 3 cars; 140 belt books, 5 cars…"
After Fang Xiang finished typing, she checked the numbers on the note. After the numbers were correct, she reported them.
"Brother, you must have dialed the wrong unit. I was almost shocked by you. Four 130 shoes books, three 140 shoes books, and five 140 belt books, right? No problem. I'll eat them all according to the price I quoted you this morning!”
When Dream Forger saw Fang Xiang take out so many book metals this time, his heart was filled with joy. This Broken Soul was his money boy, specially here to give him money.
"You can set up a stall in the alff class. I'll kill you in seconds. Boss, you really can hold it back. You're actually selling more than 50 sets of books only now. Wait for a while, I'll earn some money in seconds!”
After Dream Forging saw Fang Xiang's words, he made up a wave of thoughts in his mind.
"No, the unit is right. It's a car! A car full of 20 books!"
Fang Xiang explained seriously. This arms dealer was also one of the bigger ones in the district. Why was he like a country bumpkin in the mountains? He had not seen the world at all. She had clearly said that he was talking about a car. How could he understand it as a capital?
“？？？？？”
“！！！！！”
When Dream Builder, who was preparing to make money in seconds, saw Fang Xiang's message, he was dumbfounded!
F * ck, it was a car!
He had never heard of anyone selling high-level manufacturing manuals by the cart. Moreover, it was not just a cart full of them. There were several carts of each type. More importantly, all of these book metals were good book metals.
"Brother, may I ask where you got so many books?”
Dreamsmith asked silently. He was suddenly a little flustered.
"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask. Just say if you want it or not!”
If it wasn't for the fact that this guy offered a higher price compared to other arms dealers, Fang Xiang would have directly deleted the two companies.
He had never heard of someone asking about the origin of something in his dream.
However, Fang Xiang firmly believed that since he was the only one who could see the recycling emissary, the officials should not be able to find out the origin of these things.
Indeed, there was nothing wrong with the account's data in the official website. The source of everything was also clear at a glance. Every time it was taken back, the background would show that this account had traded or given once. There was no problem at all. Moreover, such a large number of transaction data was at the bottom level. If he did not look at it, he would not show it. If he really wanted to check, he could find it one by one.
Dreamforge was currently in a dilemma. One reason was that the source of these items was not only broken souls, but there was also a certain possibility that there was a problem. If it was created by using a bug, it was very likely that the officials would take it back. Fortunately, when the officials took back items, the game coins would usually be returned, but the time cost and the capital cost of the transfer would be consumed.
The other was such a large amount of goods. To be honest, he could not eat them all.
This wasn't just a few billion. If it was a few billion, he could just grit his teeth and dream himself to buy it. Now that the market was good, he didn't have to worry about not being able to sell it. The problem was that dream calculated that this batch of things added up to at least 15 billion. This was a little tight.
"Brother, do you want it? Give me a word. If you don't want it, I'll find someone else!”
If it was sold to a single merchant, not many people would be able to buy it. However, if it was distributed to a few merchants, it could still be sold.
"Brother, don't mind. How about this? I can't eat so much alone. I'll find a friend to eat with me. Also, the price and quantity are too high. If I want all of them, can you give me a discount?”
Seeing that they could directly attack, Fang Xiang also agreed to their method!
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