Chapter 377 What did Sean bring to ordinary people?

Chapter 377 What did Sean bring to ordinary people?

The Adventure Supplies Commercial Street must be one of the hottest areas in every city with a large number of adventurers.

Blacksmith shops, tool shops, pharmacies, enchanting workshops. No matter which city's adventure goods commercial street it is, there will definitely be shops that are familiar to the public, just like a formula.

The various shops are combined with each other to form an indestructible logistics team for the adventurers.

Although it looks peaceful, sometimes the overt and covert competition between stores is very fierce.

“Why has business been getting worse recently?”

A middle-aged boss sat in front of the store, looking at the scattered passers-by on the street, and shouted:

"Where have all the adventurers gone since a few days ago? Where are they?"

His name is Capone, and he is the owner of a pharmacy in Bed City.

Although he only had a superficial knowledge of pharmacy, he was rich, and with money he could hire a pharmacist with sufficient professional knowledge to prepare the medicine.

There are three pharmacies on this street, and there are other pharmacies on other streets. The competitive pressure is actually very high.

But he seized an opportunity: he set his main target group and sold medicines specifically to low-end and ordinary people. The core requirement of those people was cheapness. Sometimes they had to add some water to low-level medicines, so Capone felt at ease selling watered-down goods and even had a good reputation.

It is a store with good business on this commercial street.

However, all this changed after the emergence of the Sen Dungeon.

At the beginning, a new change occurred in the old dungeon, which prompted everyone to rush in to explore. The demand for potions naturally increased, and his pharmacy business became prosperous. People would silently praise Sean in their hearts.

This phenomenon continued until the emergence of the Fran Fortress.

The emergence of the Faran Fortress represents the transformation of the Senn Dungeon from ordinary to wealthy. The rewards given out no longer need to be controlled in quantity as before, and have become more generous.

The specialties of the Fran Fortress: red moss balls that inhibit bleeding from wounds, purple moss balls that remove common toxins, and dark purple moss balls that remove highly toxic substances. The large-scale appearance of these balls destroyed the antidote and coagulant business of all pharmacies in Bed City.

At that time, Capone scolded Sean for several days because he had just purchased a large batch of antidotes, and the Fran Fortress almost bankrupted him.

He recovered later because he was able to sell other potions. Life-healing potions and mental-healing potions have always been in urgent need of adventurers, and they had the largest sales. It was with these things that he got through the crisis.

But after a few days of peace, he suddenly discovered something:

The life-healing potion can no longer be sold!

He went all over the city to investigate and found that the sales of all stores, not just pharmacies, were declining. The sales of stores catering to mid-range or high-end adventurers were not declining too significantly, but the sales of low-end stores like his, Capon, were halved.

Why? Aren't healing potions a necessity for adventurers? What can you do without healing potions?

It wasn't until he found an old customer to ask that he discovered the reason.

That period of time was exactly when the Senn Dungeon reduced the amount of mental energy required for adventurers to revive at the campfire. It was also the stage when the Senn Dungeon was completely moving towards prosperity. Multiple portals were opened, the number of adventurers pouring in increased greatly, and a large number of various ingredients appeared in the food area.

The old customer of Capone ate the grilled life sea bass, scratched the wound that was slowly healing, and said:

"Now that we are injured, we usually go directly to the food area to find some food. During normal adventures, the demand for healing potions is not that great."

"Why? What if there is no time to find food? Why don't you drink the potion during the battle?" Capone was puzzled.

An old customer said earnestly:

"For someone of my strength, I either don't get hurt in the Thane dungeon, or I die. The monsters there are too strong. It's impossible for me to be injured but not dead and just need a healing potion."

"ah?"

"And, boss, if I really encountered that kind of situation, I would actually prefer to commit suicide directly."

"ah??"

"If you commit suicide, you can be resurrected at the bonfire, and all your injuries will be healed. Although the price may be a headache and insomnia at night, but if you find a priest to pray and drink some spirit recovery potion diluted with water, you can almost get through it. All in all, suicide is much more cost-effective than using healing potions."

"ah???"

Even when he returned to his shop, Capone still had his mouth wide open.

It took him a long time to realize that the low-end customers he mainly served had found a "shop" that offered better deals than his.

No matter how shockingly he lowered his prices, no matter how ingenious his promotions were, his opponent was an entire dungeon teeming with activity.

Capone felt that a ghost named Sean was hovering over the city of Bed City, making him feel uncomfortable.

Later, the Bed family used the various moss balls and even food ingredients produced by Sen to develop corresponding functional medicines. The price was the same as medicines of the same quality and function, but the effect increased by an average of about 20%. All the pharmacies in Bed City joined in, and the pharmaceutical industry survived the cold winter.

But Capone still had a hard time, because his low-end customer base was the most lost, and it was difficult to attract customers back by selling Thain's products.

If you can't sell it, then don't sell it. You can make a living just by selling psychiatric drugs. Take advantage of this time to invest in other industries, such as the recently popular gourmet restaurants.

Then, after a period of peace and stability, the sales of psychiatric drugs dropped a little, but fortunately they were not completely unsalable.

This time, Capone learned to accept reality calmly, but when he learned the reason, he couldn't help but shout:

"What is the secret ritual of infusing fire to strengthen the spirit?"

He hired adventurers to help him perform a secret fire-injection ritual. After enjoying the spiritual strengthening effect of the fire-injection, he couldn't help but sigh:

"I deserve not to make any money."

After this incident, Capone's pharmacy became mediocre.

Like all the pharmacies in Bed City, his shop sells Sean-related potions. Business is no longer as prosperous as before, but life has finally returned to normal.

A carriage loaded with potions stopped in front of the store and then left. Boxes of potions were moved into the store, baskets of empty bottles were taken away by the recyclers, and adventurers went in and out of the pharmacy. Time passed in this peaceful situation, and the days passed one by one. The years were relatively peaceful.

Capone liked to sit at the door of the pharmacy and greet customers. Sometimes he couldn't help but wonder: What did the emergence of the Sean Dungeon bring to an ordinary person like him who could never pass the dungeon in his lifetime?

Bards on the street were singing songs written for the Faran Undead Corps to ask for copper coins, and little kids wearing cursed frogs and Gollum masks jumped out at the entrance of the alley to scare people.

The servants of some unknown family were arguing about which one was the strongest, the Golden Lion or the Explosive Dragon. The butcher next to them interrupted and said that he still thought the meat of the Herbivorous Dragon was the most delicious and the Felynx was the cutest.

The housewife who was selecting ingredients skipped the special effect ingredients for adventurers and discussed with the boss whether the somewhat dry trumpet lion sponge cake could be sold at a lower price. Her daughter, wearing a small pot wreath, ran over and hugged her and acted coquettishly, so she received the dessert cocoa sauce mushrooms as a small reward, and a kiss on the forehead.

It seems that life has become a little more interesting, right?

The time for sighing is over.

"So where have all the adventurers gone these days?!"

Although Capone can tolerate a decline in medicine sales, he cannot accept a complete lack of customers!

All the bosses on the entire street came out to respond to him. They were all complaining about the drop in customer traffic in the past few days. Where had all the adventurers gone?

As if God was responding to them, a noisy sound came from the end of the street, followed by the rumbling sound of footsteps.

The bosses were so scared that they thought it was robbers who came in to rob them. The brave ones took a closer look and found that those people running towards them were actually adventurers! ?

"What are you doing, a running race?"

"But their faces are so scary!"

The faces of those adventurers who came running over were all pale, like the undead who had just crawled out of the ground. Some of them looked haggard as if they had been tortured, and their bodies were staggering as if they were drunk and lacked energy, but the remaining mental strength in their bodies supported them to run back to Bed City.

The sharp-eyed boss recognized them immediately; these people were the adventurers who had disappeared in the past few days.

Rumor has it that they went into something like that, Anor Londo? Some kind of painted world or something.

Other painting worlds appear individually, but Anor Londo appears in large numbers. People discussed it a lot and all agreed that Anor Londo must be an extremely special and precious painting world!

There must be extremely rare secrets and treasures hidden inside, otherwise it would not have invited so many adventurers in. This abnormal situation deserves everyone's attention!

"That adventurer running above me looks so familiar. Is he Luluwo from the Skyrim Raiders Group?"

At this moment, Capone and Luluwo met each other's eyes. The latter rushed into the pharmacy, grabbed his shoulder and asked:

"Psychotherapy potion, I want psychotherapy potion!"

Luluwo had very dark circles under her eyes and looked as if she had lost weight, and her eyes were shining with a desire for mental healing potions.

Because if she doesn't drink something, she might not be able to hold on.

After she died in the painting world, she was in so much pain that she couldn't stop. She was out of ammunition and food and didn't even have the humanity to add fuel to the fire, so she hurried back to Bed City. When she came back, all the hospitals and churches providing mental relief services were full, so she and those who didn't get a seat could only come to get some potions to drink.

And judging from what will happen next, I'm afraid the potion will soon be gone.

Pharmacies all over the street were scrambling to buy psychiatric drugs, and Capon was no exception.

There had been no business for a few days, and when there was business it was so exaggerated. He was completely stunned, and then was shaken awake by the anxious adventurer.

"Oh, wait a moment, I'll go to the warehouse to move the medicine."

"Don't move, we'll go with you!"

When all the potions in stock were sold out, the adventurers who drank the potions regained some energy. Those who didn't buy any could only run away and look for another opportunity.

It was at this time that Capone had time to ask what had happened and what the adventurers encountered.

Luluwo touched her belly that was swollen by the potion, sighed, and said with deep resentment:

"An unprecedented and inhumane torture."

(End of this chapter)

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