Chapter 564: The Marshall Plan in the North

"Farmer No. 1" is the product of the right time, right place and right people, and was created by Lu Yuan during a gambling fight.

Precisely because of this precious item, people firmly believe that this path is feasible!

Of course, how to copy "Farmer No. 1" is indeed a big problem. Even Lu Yuan himself cannot make a second one in the short term - unless he is in a state of inspiration, he will be able to create as he pleases.

But even if it was inspired by drugs, it would be a waste to create something like this.

"This guy is really stupid... As long as we bring Farmer No. 1 up here, he can shut up." The ratman craftsman mocked, "He even gambled his life? I'm really impressed. Is this old man's head full of shit?"

"It is said that the stubbornness of a dwarf depends on the color of his beard. Those with lighter color are slightly more cunning."

"The darker the color, the more stubborn the character. Look at his beard, it's red and black. His character must be like a stone in a toilet, smelly and hard."

"Look, he's stunned!"

The ratmen craftsmen were all hiding in a large room, so the sarcasm was not heard by anyone else.

Lu Yuan pondered for a moment and said, "Okay, I accept this challenge! Let's limit it to one month. It doesn't take years. I will try to solve this problem in 30 days."

For the Grand Master Craftsman, this title is so resounding that many civilizations could not help but have extremely high expectations.

However, everyone was still a little surprised that this problem could be solved in 30 days.

Especially Yanquan Shenlu, his old face turned blue and red. He gave 5 years because he knew the difficulty of this matter. As a craftsman, the further he goes, the more he knows the vastness and depth of the system.

The other party only needed one month, which meant that his strength was 60 times that of his? !

Lu Yuan added: "Dear dwarf friends, in order to ensure the fairness of this gambling fight, please provide the corresponding forging materials. It doesn't have to be too good, the highest level of excellence, and materials with life attributes are fine! Mainly various plants, roots, and leaves."

"I will create a spiritual plant field based on the materials you provided. So my friends, let's meet again in 30 days."

He could naturally take out "Farmer No. 1" directly and slap the faces of these doubters.

However, past creations are not enough to convince others - whether anti-entropy elements were used or not is not clearly explained. We can't disassemble "Farmer No. 1" because that would be too much of a loss.

Lu Yuan wanted to win this bet fairly.

Only on-the-spot creation can shock people! The crowd was suddenly in an uproar. This rule meant that Lu Yuan had extremely high self-confidence.

"This plan is indeed fair enough..."

"But what should the dwarf do if the materials he prepares are rubbish?"

"Don't worry. Although the dwarves are not as powerful as Green City, they are still the second largest tribe in the North. They can't afford to lose face like this!"

Some alien races are curious about what the "myth" forged by Lu Yuan is.

"I think it might be a lithography machine... They like lithography machines very much."

"What is this eternal energy? Green City has inexhaustible energy. Look at their huge greenhouse."

In short, all kinds of rumors have spread. Of course, this is a civilization secret, and humans will never reveal it to them.

The gambling fight is not over yet, but there is a fourth gambling fight, which leaves a trace of suspense! It is really eye-opening and exciting.

In the three hundred years of history of the North, there has never been such a big change!

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After all the craftsmen completed their tasks, Lu Yuan led everyone back home for an emergency discussion.

They have to solve the problem within 30 days. This is not an easy task and requires everyone's wisdom! ...

The rest of the civilizations did not disperse, they had another important matter: they started to scramble for the 100 spiritual plant fields! "Dear human friends, how are you selling them? Please give me an answer!"

"We can take it back and grow plants as soon as possible! Are you going to sell it or not?" The elder of the Hongxiang tribe waved his thick nose and held a sack of ivory in his hand! They were very anxious and had to bite the bullet and buy it even if it was a little more expensive.

If they are cheap, they will buy more.

"Please make it cheaper. We are...poor."

The weak races can’t wait to beg for food. This is truly a strategic item that can change the pattern of civilization!

The square suddenly became noisy.

The diplomats on the human side were really busy. They had never experienced such a noisy scene in their lives.

It’s really a happy busy life.

But how much should it be sold for?

It is a big problem.

With such a huge fortune, Green City even held an internal meeting for it.

The old cat said solemnly: "The spiritual plant field is indeed a good thing and can be sold at a good price."

"But for our long-term plan, it is still just a small profit."

"Our main goal is still to collect the 'civilization points' of various civilizations."

"And civilization points will gradually increase during the development of civilization."

"If we promote the development of all races, they will have enough civilization points. With money, they will come to us to spend, instead of being stingy like they are now."

This is the "broken window effect" in psychology, which is common in the first recharge of mobile games, online games, and web games: when the other party purchases a cost-effective item, their psychological defenses are greatly reduced.

This is more likely to happen with the second or third purchase.

What's more, the more you buy in Green City, the faster the civilization will develop, and "civilization points" will be generated continuously, which will also give major civilizations more confidence to buy - it can be regarded as a very perfect positive cycle.

"So this spiritual plant field should not be sold at too high a price."

"Mr. Cat has a point. We may operate here for hundreds of years, making the surrounding civilizations prosperous, which will also be beneficial to us." An official from the logistics department said, "The cost price of each of these extraordinary items that can activate the field is about 3.2-4.5 spiritual charms."

"But this price excludes the anti-entropy element. If that part is included, the price will be quite expensive... maybe 50-80 yuan in cost."

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. It was not a big problem for humans to launch the "Marshall Plan" in the North and provide economic assistance.

But I am not willing to do a business that will result in a complete loss.

"Don't worry about the anti-entropy elements for now." The old cat said, "These anti-entropy elements come from the Fountain of Eternal Life."

"Before leaving the snakeman city, Lu Yuan's Greedy Demon absorbed tens of thousands of tons of the Fountain of Eternal Life and extracted the anti-entropy elements from it. We estimate that it can be used for at least a few hundred years."

"If it doesn't work, we can go back to the alternate dimension and get some more spring water. The alternate dimension has not been transferred yet and is still at the original place."

Of course, the old cat was talking nonsense.

When leaving the snake city, the Greedy Demon God did not have a new organ "Core of Ability" and had no ability to extract it! All the anti-entropy elements used now were transmitted from the Asgard... But the humans present did not know about this, so they just explained it and it was over.

"I see! The cost of this thing is almost zero?"

Professor Lu Tiantian rubbed his hands and said, "I mean, can you provide the laboratory with some cheap anti-entropy elements? We also want to do some research."

"Go apply for it from Lu Yuan. This is his stuff." The old cat has long been immune to the tricks used by scientists to defraud funding. "In short, let's calculate the cost on the high side. It's at most 5 spiritual charms, right?"

"Yes."

"Then... let's sell them according to the quality of the venue." Old Cat said solemnly, "For those with poorer quality and smaller coverage, 10-20 Lingyun per piece."

"How about a good quality, high grade one that costs a few hundred Lingyun?"

A diplomat said: "Mr. Cat, it's actually a little cheaper."

"Those large clans that have completed civilization milestones have hundreds or thousands of points of 'luck' on hand. I'm afraid they can use civilization points to directly book the venue, and then resell it and become middlemen."

"I heard that the long-haired tribe plans to use 50 points of luck to book all 100 venues."

The old cat's whiskers trembled twice. Being a scalper is indeed troublesome.

Although humans can immediately gain 50 civilization points, they will not be able to accomplish anything without a long-term vision.

"No, this spiritual plant field involves our financial assistance. What if he just booked the field?"

"One civilization is limited to purchasing only one. How about that? We also have to take those weaker races into consideration. They have a low starting point and are the main force for development."

"Then we don't have enough fields. There are 300 races in 100 fields, and each race has many cities. They haven't yet achieved unification with each other."

"I can't control it too much. First come, first served."

"What is the productivity of the craftsmen? How long does it take to reproduce production?"

"Not so fast. This also involves inspiration... Everyone has been holding back for so many years to create this big one."

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There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

The trading market is bustling.

Most of the leaders of civilizations are eagerly waiting for humans to announce the price.

The ordinary people are even more talkative. Those who work here, those who do business, and some brokers who make a living by delivering information, all talk with great interest about what has happened in the past few days.

"The foundation of the dwarven civilization is strong enough, but I didn't expect Green City to be even better! No, even better by several levels!"

"I have to pass the news to the leader immediately!"

The rules of survival in the North are so simple.

The strong win everything! In just a few days, the story of the "Green Trading Market" spread to every corner of the North.

The publicity effect brought by a gambling fight is a hundred times more than the hard work of the past three years! Even in some remote corners, people have heard about the related news.

"Alas, it's a pity that I didn't witness the confrontation between the two powerful races with my own eyes." The Tengyue clan occupied the northernmost city.

This hairy race is collecting something called "ice crystal mushrooms" in the methane lake.

The chieftain wearing the crystal crown whispered, "The spirit plant field has little effect on mushrooms. But we still have to go and take a look."

“The development of civilization is like sailing against the current. If you don’t move forward, you will fall behind.”

The Tengyue Clan loaded more than a hundred vehicles and organized a team of 5,000 people, preparing to spend more than half a year to go to the trading market.

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In the southernmost part of the North, the average temperature is slightly higher, but the air is thinner and the oxygen content is low, causing the creatures here to be generally shorter.

"Elder! The news is true!" The Fire Tiger Clan is the southernmost city.

If you continue heading south, both gravity and oxygen will disappear.

However, there is wealth in harsh places.

There are many meteorites from outer space here, and the number of supernatural minerals is also more than in conventional areas.

The emperor of the Fire Tiger clan waved his sturdy claws and snorted coldly: "Let's go."

"I want to see the strength of the strongest tribe in the North. Is it really as rumored?"

We have to admit that competition and war are important driving forces of civilization.

A civilization that is too weak is prone to being slaughtered.

Cities that have survived to this day generally have some ambition.

The Green Trading Market is becoming the center of the North at a very fast speed!

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Ulan City, which is next to the Green Market, has really developed.

The crazy influx of outsiders has brought huge economic benefits.

"When life is good, enjoy it to the fullest..."

Tagang put down his beer glass heavily, with a hint of drunkenness on his face.

This great victory seemed like a dream to him, with a sense of unreality.

So much so that several days passed and he was still immersed in the joy of victory, unable to extricate himself.

The pub was noisy and bustling.

Civilized leaders who were good at networking, news brokers who were eloquent, and nobles from large families with smiles on their faces, one by one they came with full of expectations and one by one they left with great respect. He had never encountered a scene where he was treated with such respect in his life.

All the tribes, big and small, need his help.

He is a little drunk.

"The dwarf civilization is actually the second generation of the rich. When they meet the first generation of the rich in Green City, they will definitely be unable to cope with it..."

"Alas, there are unfilial descendants in the family. The gap between the second generation of rich people and the first generation of rich people does exist."

The Hongxiang man wearing the "Huolin dress" stuffed an apple into his mouth: "One can keep the wealth and not decline, and the other is a pioneer."

"Your analogy is indeed good."

"Don't let the dwarves hear you. They have bad tempers and are more than capable of dealing with you."

The Hongxiang people laughed: "No, the dwarves are also our partners."

After a while, someone started a new topic: "It would be great if the future described by Commander Lu was true!"

"The value of the first few chapters of Field Industrialization is no less than that of the Gear Manual!"

This guy seemed to be a craftsman, taking the books given to him for free by humans and flipping through them non-stop - even if he was given translated articles, he still couldn't understand them.

Another guy with fangs retorted: "I think you are all a little stupid! He said he forged mythical equipment, does that mean he is real? Unless you take out that thing and show it to us! I will admit it."

No one knows where this guy came from, he's a wandering mercenary, and he has a rebellious personality, which is normal, no matter which race he is.

The craftsman immediately jumped up in anger: "Pah, who the hell are you? How dare you question the Grand Master Craftsman?! Does your admission have any meaning?"

The people around him echoed: "That's right, even if the high-end product is placed in front of you, can you understand it? It's just cheap stuff!"

The fanged monster picked up his mace.

"Yo, wanna fight?!"

"Let's go to the arena and I'll fight you." An armored warrior next to the craftsman stood up.

This kind of inexplicable battle happens almost every day.

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(End of this chapter)