The practical assessment at Hope Academy was in full swing, but it had nothing to do with Ye Chen at this moment. He was already in outer space, holding the first round of the Duobao Trading Network auction with Fatty.
After a month of organization and preparation, Fatty's side has made enough stock to trade, and hopes to recoup some of his losses, since the manufacturing cost of goblin armor is indeed too high.
"Within this Cavern of Time, it is impossible to wage war and search for resources. Therefore, in order to continue construction, this auction will only accept material transactions, mainly various alloys, black gold, and mithril."
"Of course, you have all witnessed the power of the goblin armor. It is armor that can unleash combat power ranging from a minimum of level 4 to a maximum of level 6, and it is not limited to any user."
"I don't need to explain what this means, right? Just kidding, even if you put this armor on a pig, it'll be a pig that can fly and burrow underground! What's so special about a sow being able to climb a tree? With this armor, your sow can even drive a cannon!"
"Haha~~~" The fat man's words caused a burst of laughter, but the power of the goblin armor was truly shocking. It was a weapon with revolutionary significance, enough to change the lord's position in the entire universe.
"Unfortunately, due to manufacturing costs, the quantity this time is limited to only one hundred units, and the transaction amount is mainly in black gold and mithril. The starting price is one hundred catties of mithril! Let the bidding begin!" Without any further words, the fat man started the bidding directly.
What he wanted was simple: mithril and black gold. To make such a goblin armor, it would take at least ten pounds of mithril, and one pound of that stuff is worth ten thousand taels of gold! If he's not poor, who is?
As for black gold, that stuff is even more valuable. Fortunately, in terms of consumption, just a few dozen grams of black gold are enough for a goblin armor. This is the optimal ratio that Fatty has found through his experiments.
Perhaps with the advancement of technology, the consumption of black gold will gradually increase in the future, but the performance of the entire goblin armor will also rise accordingly, so it won't be a big deal.
The transaction is limited to mithril, and the minimum purchase amount is 100 jin (50 kg). This poses a significant challenge for many new lords, as their territory only produces so much mithril. This is equivalent to half a year's output for some mid-level new lords, and it is even more difficult for low-level new lords to afford it.
But the performance of the goblin armor is undeniable. Taking such an armor back would definitely provide one with a formidable fighting force, making it worthwhile even if it's expensive.
Lower-ranking lords don't care about resources; what they lack is top-tier combat power like that of higher-ranking lords. This is the capital that allows them to survive in the shadows. Otherwise, they will forever be left to follow behind large conglomerates and drink their scraps, with no one knowing when they will have a chance to be promoted.
One hundred sets of goblin armor were auctioned off for an average of 200 jin of mithril. With the black gold interspersed among them, the fat man couldn't stop smiling. His research on goblin armor could continue.
Not only that, other goblin-made weapons also fetched good prices at auction. Although the transactions were no longer conducted with mithril, the two of them still accumulated a considerable amount of gold coins and contribution points, making it a very successful haul.
Moreover, they can do this kind of transaction every year. After all, most of those entering the Caverns of Time are new lords. Once they've used up their one-day bonus, they have to leave, and the next wave of people will come in. That means there will be one crop of韭菜 (a metaphor for exploiting newcomers) after another. At least Fatty won't have to worry about his mithril.
Upon returning to their territory, one continued his research on goblin armor, while the other remained a reclusive master, secretly observing the progress of the practical assessments at the academy.
It has to be said that as the biggest event of the year at Hope Academy, the practical assessment has attracted everyone's attention. Even non-combat students are happy to come and watch.
Even in the Gold Rush Street, numerous betting booths have been set up as stakes for this practical assessment.
The college has not explicitly prohibited this. While it does not encourage it, it will not prevent students from earning extra money, provided that you can actually make money from these businessmen!
This can be considered a practical lesson that the college leaves for its students.
"Okay, I'll buy this student named Agetin. I'll just buy 100 gold coins!" Ye Chen glanced at the various betting odds and randomly picked a student to buy.
"This is a student who has been in seclusion for years! It is said that he is now a junior and has only participated in two practical assessments!" Ye Xi said with a smile, holding the certificate issued by the store.
"We should buy these unassuming ones. It's all about participation, right? And with odds of 1 to 7, if we win, we can earn 700 gold coins!" Ye Chen said with a smug shake of his head.
It's still a long time before the championships for each grade are decided, so the odds for betting on who will win are still quite high, at 1 to 7. Among that list of "hidden powerhouses," that's relatively low. For Ye Chen, it's just something to have fun with.
What Ye Chen didn't expect was that, despite all the ups and downs along the way, this student named Agetin actually managed to get him into the final round.
"Damn! What did I tell you? This is a talent!" Upon hearing this news, Ye Chen looked at Ye Xi with excitement and began to pay attention to the student's competition.
Unlike Harold, this was a true mage, proficient in all types of magic, but his forte was some special types of magic.
For example, there were fixed-point magic traps, time-delayed fire bombs, special double casting techniques, and even the use of a rare spatial magic like spatial teleportation in battle, which amazed everyone.
Especially in the finals, when he faced Harold, a warrior, it was truly a case of no matter how hard he tried, he just couldn't get close to him, a feeling that was simply infuriating.
Even if he had learned the Dragon Step and mastered the Dragon Flame Fist, a long-range attack, he simply couldn't hit anyone. Harold, who was known as this year's dark horse for his agility, was outmaneuvered and killed by his opponent.
"What? I won?" Ye Chen looked at the cheering Prince Ting on the field, then at the lottery ticket in his hand, and said in disbelief. Heaven knows he really just bought it randomly!
"Yes, you won! 700 gold coins!" Ye Xi nodded helplessly; this was indeed something no one had expected.
"This kid's not bad. If he comes to our store to buy something later, give him a discount!"
"Okay!"
P.S.: Day three of COVID-19, cold, cough, runny nose, I'm going to die.
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