Chapter 841 He Is Anxious

We must eat the remaining golden white dragon meal as soon as possible, otherwise the feast in the middle of the continent... No, the war will be over!

"Did you buy all the magic potions this time?"

A Ling Xiyi, who was quietly reading a novel, suddenly asked. Li Rui slowly gave a thumbs up, and his teeth flashed dazzlingly under the light.

"I have used up the gold coins from the spoils of war, enough to pickle a thousand white dragons!"

Ling Xiyi paused and turned his head in confusion.

"Why did you buy so much?"

"Not only do I need to use it, I also need to sell it!"

"Who would buy magic potions now that the price is so high?"

Luo Li asked strangely, and Huang Juncai, who was sitting not far away, suddenly reacted, twitching his eyebrows like a ghost, and looked at Li Rui with a lewd and lustful look.

"I didn't expect you to be such a little Li, I like it!"

Li Rui raised the corner of his mouth proudly, and the two men laughed knowingly.

"Are you going to cheat those merchants?"

Luo Li reacted immediately and stared at Li Rui with burning eyes.

"What do you mean by pitfall? This is a serious business behavior. One is willing to fight and the other is willing... Bah, one is willing to buy and the other is willing to sell!"

Li Rui corrected Luo Li's words with a sly smile, and looked at the bright sunshine outside the window.

The temperature began to warm up, and there was not much time left for "me"!

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"What? Another tribe came to sell potions?"

"Well, the liquidity in the hands of others has been completely exhausted. Kennett, do you still want to raise the price?"

Eddie asked tiredly with a haggard face.

In order to monopolize the potion market in [Andemster], they must sweep up all production capacity in the world at a high price.

Otherwise, once the price collapses, their assets will instantly plummet to a few tens of the original.

Funds are cut off, creditors come to the door, bankruptcy liquidation...

Once this chain reaction is started, most people in the alliance will jump off the roof, including himself!

"These damn barbarians, are they crazy?"

Kenneth's eyes were bloodshot. He had not slept at all during this period. He kept watching the price changes in the market and prayed in his heart that Wade and his group would come to negotiate with them as soon as possible.

"Kenneth, it's not them who are crazy, it's us who are crazy."

Eddie smiled bitterly, his dim eyes full of fatigue.

"We have driven the price of potions too high. Now all the tribes within a thousand miles have given up their daily production and sent men, women and children to collect potions in the wild. Now the production capacity of potions has exceeded our original judgment!"

The production of potions was scarce before. As long as they had the largest reserves in their hands, they could easily raise the price and force Wade to negotiate with them.

But now that the weather has warmed up a little, these barbarians in the north are like crazy, supplying them with goods from all over the world. It can only be said that the power of money is really infinite!

"No, according to the calculations of the potion experts, there can't be such a large production around [Andemster]!"

Kenneth scratched his hair in despair, and the dry hair fell to the ground like rain.

"Maybe there's something wrong with the calculation. After all, he didn't expect that the entire northern barbarian tribe would be mobilized by us!"

Eddie raised a bitter self-deprecating smile again and sighed deeply.

"Could it be Wade and his gang? They are trying to defeat us by selling off their inventory?"

"Not likely. The dragon corpses in their hands must be refined as soon as possible before the spring. Now they immediately put every bit they find in the market into refining, devouring potions like a bottomless pit. At present, every time a source of goods appears on the market in [Andemster], they will rush to buy from us. Sometimes we can't beat them."

"Then why don't they come to talk to us?"

Kenneth roared angrily, and his hoarse voice even had a hint of crying.

"I see that Wade has been wandering around the city with a group of women every day recently. It seems that he really doesn't take this matter to heart."

After a pause, Eddie looked at Kennett deeply.

"So? Do you want to continue?"

Gritting his teeth, Kennett looked at the bright sunshine outside the window and nodded with all his strength.

"The decisive battle is coming soon. If we don't use magic potions to preserve it, all the dragon meat in his hands will rot. There are hundreds of white dragons, including some mature white dragons above level 13. This is a pile of gold. He will definitely come to compromise with us..."

"Yes, they are competing with us for the supply at a sky-high price, which means he is also anxious. Victory is just around the corner..."

Kennett whispered in a nearly whispering voice, as if he was telling himself.

But in the next period of time, he experienced a period of time like hell.

One by one, the barbarian tribes that he had never heard of emerged from the soil, dragging carts of magic potions to [Andemster], and looked at him and Old Langman with greedy eyes as they raised the price crazily.

To this day, Kennett has become bloodthirsty.

He mortgaged all his fixed assets and made a desperate effort to maintain the high price of magic potions.

Gold coins poured out like a flood, replaced by potions piled up like hills.

Even though the price was two hundred times higher than the normal price in previous years, the two sides still did not stop, like two lone wolves with no way out, madly biting all the sources of goods in the world.

However, he did not know that the real seller of the potion he bought was happily counting small coins.

And, as time passed, the tree branches in the city of [Andemster] finally welcomed a touch of green.

"Kenneth, it's spring, we can't go crazy with you anymore."

Looking at his former teammates standing in front of him with expressionless faces, Kennett knew that he had lost.

All the funds were invested, but the other party would rather lose both sides than negotiate. Smart people can never defeat psychopaths...

"We have agreed to visit Lord Wade again in the afternoon. Do you... want to go?"

The room fell into a dead silence. After a long time, Kennett squeezed out two words from his teeth.

"I... go!"

The trembling body suddenly relaxed, and he slumped on the chair like a pile of mud, and his pupils seemed to have lost their luster.

The remaining merchants also breathed a sigh of relief.

If there was no target to share their firepower, they were really afraid that Wade would not give up and kill them.

It's better to die than to die. Kennett, go with peace of mind.

Looking at him with some pity, the merchants left in a hurry, as if they were afraid of being affected by his bad luck.

Kennett seemed not to notice, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Even though he knew that the afternoon would be a humiliation, even though he knew that Wade might refuse to buy the potion in his hand, he still had to grasp this last straw.