Chapter 512: Supervision, the First Night in Liberty City

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It was approaching evening, on a new continent that had not yet been fully developed.

Even the main city of the Demon Soul Clan, Liberty City, is known as being connected in all directions and embracing the wealth of the world.

It is inevitable that the "curtain will come to an end" soon!

By six o'clock in the afternoon.

On the main streets of various places, exchanges that had been open for a day began to rush people to close their accounts.

Some unique "entertainment venues" also took this opportunity to open the small doors that had been closed for most of the day, reflecting the colorful and gorgeous scenes inside.

But this kind of place.

Even among the people in the city, few can afford it, let alone the majority of Kuhaha who are still working hard to improve their strength.

When the time is up, there will be about 40% of the ordinary demon souls below the third level.

I could only count my gains today while hurriedly walking out of the city gate and camping outside the city wall.

And here, there are also many demon soul tribes with exploding minds in "business".

Not only did they set up a temporary accommodation with tents, but they also provided one-stop services such as food, entertainment, and after-dinner entertainment, which was extremely comprehensive.

For a port city like Demon Soul City, which has a high degree of freedom and does not restrict any speech.

As long as something doesn't happen in a hidden corner, it only takes half a day to reach most people's ears.

And if something is a little more lively, everyone will know about it within a few hours.

At this time, sitting in a restaurant outside the city, everyone who had been busy for a day took off their disguises and began to relax and chat.

It's just that today is different from the past.

There are three talking points that can be heard on most people’s lips.

Comparison of strengths between Alec and Hal.

Mengdu Resource Exchange changed its appearance to the newly established Xinhuo Exchange.

as well as

The second conflict mediation will begin in three days.

"The third-level dwarf craftsman can't beat even the mountain giant without moving. How can you play this? They are not creatures of the same level at all."

"That is, if you want to play high-level at a low level, you must load a rare panel that suits you, and you must have a strong sense of combat. Only then is it possible."

"No, I heard them say that Soma among humans can kill gods with a mortal body."

"What the hell, you're talking about Somo? That's a monster that only lasts for tens of thousands of years in the human race. How many people have a population? Are you crazy when you compare Hal to Somo?"

"It would be great if I could get the template from the territory of Soma, the King of Humanity. I am a wolf and bear now, and I have to eat too much every day, and I have lost all my money."

"Have you been to the owner of Xinhuo Trading? I heard that they do business in all categories. They accept everything and sell everything. This is the first time."

"Forget it, what kind of goods can a third-level person have in his hands? If he plays like this, he won't be able to handle any of them. He might as well continue to do the resource business."

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At a stall at night.

There was a lot of discussion.

Not hearing these voices talking about him, Somo was still busy in the city.

Unlike these people who were kicked out because of the curfew, in the city, as long as they own property.

Even if you stay up all night, as long as you are in your own courtyard, you will be protected by the guards and will not be punished in the slightest.

"Hal, we want to engage in transactions in all categories, but we don't have the goods or money at all. People come to buy and sell things, but we have nothing!"

"What can we do!"

He looked at Somo who was standing at the door instructing the second-level tree people, holding a rag and diligently wiping the plaque of the Fire Exchange above the door.

He took a look at the mercenaries inside who were cleaning every detail and rearranging the facilities.

Even though he had recovered his property, Turner was still worried.

"Okay, don't we still have a lot of templates in hand? Besides, with so many exchanges, how can it be our turn?"

"You really think someone will come to your door if you open it here, look over there!"

After handing the broom to the tree man and instructing him to clean the ashes on the roof, Somo said nonchalantly and pointed to the street corner.

Look in the direction Somo pointed.

Turner was stunned for a moment, then nodded slowly.

There are many exchanges in Liberty City. According to incomplete statistics, there are about 400 exchanges.

New exchanges are established every day, and old exchanges close down.

Among the 400 companies, about 350 are engaged in single-category transactions, focusing on buying and selling in a direction that they are good at.

Of the remaining 50, 40 are operating on two fronts, basic business resources and templates.

The remaining ten are like the current Xinhuo Exchange, conducting transactions in all categories.

These ten companies are extremely powerful, and even the ones at the bottom have sixth-level template owners sitting in charge.

Among them, the top Demon Soul Exchange is even endorsed by a seventh-level rare template owner.

Compared with the current Fire Exchange, which only has third-level dwarf craftsmen, none of them can be dealt with at this stage.

On the street corner, those who seemed to be wandering around were actually looking at the inside of the exchange.

They were the spies they released.

"These large exchanges have enough people to collect information and have more power to set prices. The small single-type exchanges below have to rely on them."

"We don't have anyone collecting this information. If the price is too low, no one will sell it. If the price is too high, it will be a huge loss!"

Being stared at by Turner, the person on the corner of the street not only did not retreat, but showed a gentle grin.

It was as if he was not here to monitor the stock purchase of the exchange, but a visitor.

And the fact is just as Turner said.

The reason why most people can't open an exchange with all categories.

The ultimate reason is that the price of each item fluctuates every day. It is very likely that something that soars today will plummet tomorrow.

If you keep the materials in your hands and cannot turn them around quickly, you will inevitably lose a lot of money.

If the template cannot be sold today, there may be a better substitute tomorrow.

Under such competition, one category can still be taken care of, but four or six, that is a fantasy.

If you don't pay attention, you will go bankrupt!

"They trade theirs, we trade ours, and besides, what I want to buy and sell does not conflict with them"

"Turner, do you know what makes the most money?"

Sitting on the brand new counter, feeling like an ancient shopkeeper, Su Mo was interested and started a conversation.

"Most profitable? Let me think"

"High-level rare templates?"

Su Mo shook his head.

"That is all kinds of materials and medicines that can improve strength? After all, this thing is the most scarce"

Su Mo still shook his head.

"That's not it? Those small commodities with a huge shipment volume rely on volume to pile up profits"

Su Mo still shook his head: "Too limited, if you want to be a successful businessman, your thinking cannot be limited to a small rut"

About successful business models and the most profitable business.

Maybe ordinary people like the Demon Soul Clan are still groping.

But on Earth, it has long been written into various laws and regulations.

As the saying goes, all profitable things are in the criminal law.

According to the current situation in Liberty City, looking at Turner's confused face, Su Mo tapped the table with his knuckles:

"Do the top ten exchanges make money?"

Turner nodded: "Yes, they make a lot of money. The reason why their strength can be improved so quickly has a lot to do with these huge profits."

"How do they make money?"

Turner guessed uncertainly: "Pricing power?"

Being able to manipulate the market at will and modify the price of an item every day is very similar to the dealers in the stock market on Earth.

Su Mo was slightly satisfied that Turner could think of this.

"Is there anything more profitable than pricing power?"

This time, Turner was no longer stunned. He suddenly understood Su Mo's idea and his heart was suddenly shaken.

"If we want to challenge others in their field, it is definitely not something we can do now."

"Even if we really meet in the future, we will have to pay a heavy price to win."

"So from now on, we must separate our positioning from theirs, let them play with these inherent things, and we will open up new markets."

"If you want to make money, you have to monopolize, you have to have what others don't have!"

"It won't take long. Within three months, I will make Xinhuo Exchange the top ten in this free city. In half a year, I will make all exchanges rely on me!"

As a pioneer who once controlled hundreds of thousands of people in the White Sand Island copy and broke through the rule of the Sea God Church on his own.

For these "primitives" who are still groping for economic concepts.

Dragging out his "monopoly" idea, Su Mo's eyes were full of ambition.

There are only two things that make more money than pricing power.

Supervision power and monopoly!

Before this, he was still worried about how to make the depression communicate with the outside world, let the products circulate, and let every invention have corresponding market value.

Then now, this Xinhuo Exchange is the best place for ideas to ferment and then explode.

The distance between the two places is only 500 kilometers at present.

Once the trade route can be opened in the future, it will be an unimaginable road to wealth.

Even in the later stage of development, the depression may replace this place with a greater and broader potential to become a real "free city".

"It's really interesting. The Demon Soul Clan actually wants to use the dispute between me and Alex as an example to carry out Shang Yang's reform to ensure the advancement of internal reforms."

"They want to insert their hands into the transaction, obtain certain law enforcement powers, form a regulatory agency, and regain the pricing power and taxation of goods and materials."

"If it is for the real Hal and Turner, it is an unsolvable dead end to establish the eleventh full-category exchange under instructions and disrupt the market."

"Then for me, the more chaotic it is here, the more beneficial it is!"

When I think of what Xing Wen conveyed through the mark before leaving during the day.

Just follow their instructions and perform a series of actions.

Finally, he gave in at the critical moment. Although he could not obtain the ownership of the inheritance, he could obtain the permanent right to use it.

Su Mo laughed silently.

On Earth, the reason why financial regulatory agencies can operate is that they rely on the endorsement of violent institutions.

This is something engraved in the rules, and everyone who enters the venue must abide by it.

But in the wasteland of the end of the world, it is nothing but a bit whimsical to want to do this.

Although the Demon Soul Clan has now established an extremely strict concept of superiority and inferiority, and the gap in strength, it also exploits and controls through marks layer by layer.

But it is the same as before the reform in depression.

This change does not harm the interests of ordinary people, nor the interests of these lower-level exchanges.

The share they really want to eat is the top ten comprehensive exchanges, the ones who firmly control the pricing power.

If the turbulent market continues, the main city of the Demon Soul Clan may seem indestructible, but in fact the building will collapse.

All it takes is a comprehensive price cut that is neither salty nor lukewarm, and the entire market will collapse completely, and the order that was finally established will also collapse.

The only thing that can change is the one who can hold up the building before it collapses.

As long as prices are controlled, the free city without any rules will become a "port city" with certain restrictions.

As for whether this method can be successful.

In the course of history, the Three Kingdoms era is a good example.

Even Cao Cao, who had overwhelming power and hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers under his command.

When faced with the aristocratic families that control the "market", they can only attract a group of people, attack a group of people, and focus on differentiation. They dare not directly devour the other party's interests, which will then cause a large-scale backlash.

In its current form, unless the true lord of the Demon Soul Tribe shows up with absolute strength, he kills all the leaders of the top ten exchanges.

Otherwise, there will be no chance to implement system reform.

But if it really comes to an end.

The trust that the city's officials have finally built up will collapse again, and the entire market will enter a long barter stage, with the efficiency of transaction circulation greatly reduced.

"Huh? Hal, what did you say? I was distracted and didn't hear clearly!"

Life must be lived and days must be moved forward.

With the certification from the law enforcement team, he no longer had any doubts about his brother's identity.

Seeing Somo touching the back of his head with a thoughtful look in his eyes as vast as stars, Turner looked embarrassed.

"Nothing, I mean, we are going to have guests coming soon."

Turner was stunned: "Guests? We don't have anything here. Is there anyone else?"

"Don't worry, novice hunters are always on the way to attack and often find nothing."

"But a seasoned hunter waits for his prey to come to him and jumps into the trap that has been prepared for him."

"Wait until they can't hold it any longer."

Touching the dust that had just been wiped clean and fell again on the counter.

Looking at the third wave of people appearing at the corner of the street, Somo slightly raised the corners of his mouth with a professional smile.

Then, after instructing the mercenaries to close the door, Somo jumped off the stool and walked towards the back hall.

In this area of ​​the Second Ring Road of Liberty City.

Even if he was tricked, he could still be loaned out a total of 50,000 points, which fully demonstrated the value of the legacy house left by Hal's parents.

Small but complete.

The entire courtyard is more than 300 square meters in size, not counting the front hall. There are four spacious rooms for living in the back, as well as a standard kitchen and hut.

After filling his stomach with the paste made by the mercenaries, he randomly selected a room and lay down in it.

From the dinner table, he could clearly feel that the attitude of the mercenaries today had changed greatly from yesterday.

In just one day, the inherent impression that Hal had created for more than ten days was directly shattered.

crazy.

Not afraid of life or death.

audacious in the extreme.

gambler!

These are four new labels affixed to Sumo, four labels that convince everyone.

With this impression, as soon as Sumo lay on the bed inside, the sounds outside quickly became quieter.

Invisibly, everyone including Turner subconsciously understood the real owner of this house!

However, lying on the bed, Sumo had no intention of feeling these changes.

It has been almost a day since we left the depression and the underground shelter.

In this free city, before it was uncertain whether there would be more monitoring methods, Sumo did not dare to switch to the first identity, open the storage space and take out the telegraph machine to send a message.

Focus your thoughts.

The light blue system panel flashed gently.

He clicked directly on the daily newspaper that had been delivered this morning, and before he had time to check it, Sumo read it carefully.

Compared with yesterday, the potential of depressions today did not change significantly. It only increased by 12, reaching 81.

1502, which previously had the highest potential in the entire New World, sucked the toothpaste back and became 1468.

As for the average value, it also showed a downward trend today, falling by 03. It can be said that the whole line is green, and the depressions are the leading one.

Once again, thoughts turned into finger clicks.

With a flash of blue light, the Daily Points jumped out.

"Oh, today there are actually 4 territorial points and 3,700 production points. It's so cool!"

Territory territory is the cornerstone of the development of the depression and the strongest foundation for becoming the top power in the New World.

The survival point is Sumo's own trump card, the golden finger that can turn things around at critical moments.

After seeing that both had good profits, I put aside my slightly nervous mind. With Somo's click, the interface jumped again and came to the last item, the sound brought by the wind.

Unlike yesterday, the number of voices today dropped sharply to two, leaving only one.

But when he glanced over at Sumo, who was lying on the bed, his eyes suddenly narrowed.