I Live on the Land in Global Games-Chapter 52 - 51 Goblin Tribe

Mu Ying laughed.

It seemed there really was one.

In general, if something wasn’t available, Wuyaya wouldn’t waste its breath saying much because talking more wouldn’t make any money, and it was too lazy to bother.

Having interacted for so long, Mu Ying had come to understand the basic situation and personality of these “NPCs” within the territory.

The shop owners were not ordinary people; they even had something similar to a Player Manual, and were all professionals of a certain level, but none were above level 5.

Usually, they didn’t spend time cultivating their professions, focusing instead on running their shops and unable to leave the territory.

However, there were exceptions among these people, Grandpa Shom, Wuyaya, and the Sela couple’s son, Little Tom.

Little Tom was not only about the same age as Dong Xiaogang, but he also had the same profession.

Because the two practiced Arrow Skill together, they had become friends, and Dong Xiaogang had received quite a bit of care from the Sela couple as a result.

He also chose his profession shortly after the shops had settled in, and was still a level 1 Forest Patrol.

Little Tom was the only NPC who trained in his profession every day.

On the day the zombies surrounded the camp, he even participated in the battle.

He could leave the camp, but Mrs.

Sela generally didn’t let him go.

Additionally, Wuyaya was not restricted by the territory, but it was rather lazy and primarily focused on money, rarely moving much, though it had many good items.

As for Grandpa Shom, his strength was probably the highest among all the shop owners.

At least, none of the other shop owners had the ability to expand the interior space of their shops, let alone have a not-small plantation.

He didn’t really manage the grocery store much, focusing instead on plant research.

Considering the strange requirements for a store’s entry previously and his subsequent actions of buying seeds and mutant plants, Mu Ying thought he had come here initially because he was interested in the plants of Deep Blue Star.

He too was restricted by the territory and couldn’t leave its bounds.

Comparing this, although the general store’s product catalog was the most ordinary, their strength was the strongest.

Many items not listed in the catalog didn’t mean they didn’t have them, plus with Wuyaya’s greedy nature, as long as you could pay the price, there was still room for negotiation.

However, Mu Ying wasn’t one to be easily taken advantage of.

After maximizing the defensive setting of the protective shield, the daily energy consumption had increased significantly; she intended to save as much as possible and decided to bluff him first.

“Today should be the end of the newbie period you mentioned, right?

You and those newly descended monsters come from the same place, don’t you know anything?

To not even think of such a money-making opportunity, what big money can you make!”

“Nonsense!

Of course I know this thing can make money, but I’m not a xxxxxx,” Wuyaya cursed under its breath.

“…”

So they really did come from the same place?

Mu Ying nodded in satisfaction, having bluffed another piece of information.

These people were always under some rule that prevented them from actively disclosing information, but once detected, it was possible to circumvent the rules through speech or behavior to get answers.

After all, passive and accidental leaks were still tolerable.

“You!” Wuyaya realized it had been tricked; it being restricted in making money was one thing, but being taken advantage of by this person, rounded up to the nearest whole number, was like stealing its money.

Yet, constrained by its boss, it could only rage impotently.

Mu Ying had enough fun teasing it, she gave it a silver coin, stroked its fur and said, “Well, if there’s none, let’s talk about something else.”

“I found a pack of special seeds earlier, and after planting them, I plan to sell them at the Mercenary Guild.

Although the Mercenary Guild only accepts and posts commissions, if you convert the mission targets into money and the rewards into items, you can sell them.

I should be able to make a good amount of money.

It’s a pity I don’t know whose seeds I found; otherwise, I could have given half of the reward to them.”

Mu Ying emphasized a few words on purpose.

Wuyaya was initially puzzled, but then it got the hint and muttered under its breath, this girl is too cunning!

But it’s foolish not to earn money where you can, so grumbling, it said:

“Half is too little.

The seeds belong to someone else.

You sneakily picked them up; you should give at least 80%!”

“Hmm, 80% is not bad either.

I’ll do as you suggest.

Oh, I have to stop talking now and quickly check the garden!”

As if she was worried it would change its mind, Mu Ying rattled off her words and ran off.

Wuyaya felt that something was amiss.

Had it been shortchanged?

Ha ha!

Mu Ying left the general store in high spirits.

After all, she had made a killing, successfully obtaining monster information for free and still earning a 20% share of the money.

Any more than that and Wuyaya might have had second thoughts.

Not long after Mu Ying had left, Wuyaya slapped its head as it finally realized that its books could be sold without needing to wait for planting.

“Damn girl!

Duped me again!”

Mu Ying leisurely returned to her tree house, and on the way, she suddenly remembered, “Oh dear, my mana still hasn’t fully recovered.

I’ll go to the plantation later!” After all, throwing things also takes time.

While she was restoring her mana, a raven flapped its wings and flew over Mu Ying’s vegetable garden, muttering that it was a good place for reading.

It then took out many books at once, read for a while, and felt tired.

As it left, it “accidentally” dropped a book with a brown cover on the edge of the field.

Once her mana was sufficiently restored, she took the opportunity to visit the plantation.

“Wow!

Whose book is this?”

She exaggeratedly picked up the book, looked at the crushed sprouts, and pouted.

The little sprout really held a grudge, taking it out on her vegetable garden, but at least she got the book.

The book wasn’t large, and it was only moderately thick, but it contained a large number of species; one could only imagine how brief the entries were.

Each monster entry had just a name, a small picture, and a level range; nothing else.

A page could fit in three or four monsters.

Fortunately, the level range was enough for one to roughly gauge the strength of a monster.

While reading, she matched the descriptions with what others had described on the forum.

She realized that although there were many different types of monsters this time, their strength was predominantly between levels 1 and 3, and their potential was average.

Only a few had the potential to reach level 4.

Take the goblins for instance; these creatures were generally around level 1, with level 2 being a small boss.

The leaders were around level 3, and it was almost impossible for any to rise to level 4.

This level range was a nightmare for others as Mu Ying was the only player who had reached level 3 so far; other players who topped the level charts had reached level 2 but were still accumulating the professional experience needed to advance.

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Most ordinary players were still at level 1.

By now, everyone had a basic understanding of the methods of professional cultivation; however, earning professional experience varied in speed, depending on the related attributes of each profession.

Those with vastly different attributes not only progressed slowly but also had fixed limits.

Moreover, these monsters weren’t as dumb as zombies; their combat skills and experience weren’t something these people, accustomed to living in a peaceful world and who had only practiced for a month with slow-moving zombies, could compare with.

Therefore, at the same level, monsters likely had a slightly better combat ability than players, but their potential wasn’t as high as the players’; this might lead to difficult days ahead, but ultimately they won’t pose too great a threat to humanity overall.

Mu Ying always felt that the Doomsday Game wasn’t aiming to wipe out humanity but rather to train it.

After upgrading, her protective shield was also sufficiently robust.

Mu Ying was slightly relieved; while others were anxiously gathering in taverns and eateries to discuss what to do, she quietly left the territory.