"What?! One hundred thousand ghost money?!"
Everyone was immediately shocked by this number. A fourth-level spirit master could earn about 100,000 a day by hunting monsters in the gray fog, but a night's lodging cost 100,000. This was even worse than a black market inn!
That's roughly equivalent to working for nothing all day.
At this moment, everyone finally understood why Lu Ziming smiled bitterly. With such outrageous prices, it was simply a pipe dream to earn 100 million ghost money.
"Is it 100,000 per person, or 100,000 per room?" the crowd asked hopefully.
"One hundred thousand per person."
Lu Ziming's explanation shattered everyone's hopes.
"You still have to pay this 100,000, because no one can withstand the onslaught of the gray fog for long. If you don't rest, it's like committing slow suicide."
In fact, a fourth-tier spirit master could earn over 100,000 ghost coins a day if they risked their lives. After deducting the cost of accommodation, they could save tens of thousands of ghost coins. It was just a matter of taking some risks and working a bit harder.
In Baishi Town, it's not just accommodation that costs money; food and clothing also require payment.
Take my burial shroud for example. Although it's not very nice, at least it doesn't need to be washed, and it also has the ability to defend against strange things. No one can guarantee that they will never get hurt.
In White Stone Town, if you get injured, it means your earning speed will drop significantly. If you can't earn the minimum of 100,000 ghost coins per day, you're not far from death.
Therefore, buying a funeral shroud is quite necessary.
How much does a funeral shroud cost?
"Five hundred thousand."
"Holy crap! Five hundred thousand?!" Yang Ming jumped up in shock.
"This is really something! The money earned in Whitestone Town is spent in Whitestone Town, and not a single penny is taken home!"
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