Matrix Survival: One random treasure chest per day

Chapter 63 Romain felt a strong sense of malice.
In the black market shop, Romain Rolland, who was reading a magazine with a flushed face, suddenly looked up, and the color on his face gradually returned to gold.

"Why do I suddenly feel a chill down my spine? Is there some malice approaching my shop?"

The tentacle straightened the graduation cap on the round head, and Luo Aimang chuckled: "There's no creature in this area that can threaten me. It must be that kid from earlier who gave me psychological trauma. I'm overthinking it..."

Just then, a light curtain door suddenly opened in the shop, and a young man with a buzz cut walked in.

Upon seeing Roameng, Fengshan initially looked puzzled, then, as if remembering something, pointed at it and exclaimed, "Killer... Koro-sensei!?"

"Koro-sensei?"

Luo Aimang looked bewildered upon hearing this address, and explained routinely, "This guest must have mistaken me for someone else. I am Luo Aimang, and I am the owner of this black market shop."

You can call me Manager Luo or Boss Luo.

Fengshan looked at it carefully and nodded, saying, "Indeed, Koro-sensei is cuter than you."

Roemon: "???"

Why are the guests this time even less likable than the last one?
Should we disregard the system rules and just kill him outright?
Forget it, let's keep the peace. As a high-level being, it's not worth getting angry over such a trivial matter.

After calming himself down, Romain Rolland began to explain the store's rules: "Every customer who comes to our store has three opportunities to make a transaction."

Before each transaction, the customer must present an item that is at least equivalent to the item they wish to trade.

Rest assured, no matter how valuable the item you want to trade is, as long as you follow the rules and it is an item that can be found in the matrix, our store can satisfy you.

just now……

Let's begin our first transaction.

Just as Li Zheng said.

Feng Shan thought to himself, but there was one thing he couldn't understand: "Speaking of which, shouldn't a store display its goods first? Why is it that here, customers have to display their assets first?"

Li Zheng had wanted to ask this question before, but Luo Aimang was clearly in a bad mood at the time, so he simply ignored it.

Two tentacles swayed in a wave-like pattern beside him as Luo Aimang patiently explained, "There are so many goods that our store is too small to hold them all."

Most importantly, many self-righteous fools used to come here and ask for magical artifacts, but after I took them out, they couldn't afford them.

Therefore, to prevent such behavior of making fun of the store manager from happening again, this unwritten rule was established.

"I see."

Feng Shan nodded, asked no further questions, and released a mountain of black iron blood materials, asking, "Then please take a look, Manager Luo, can these materials be exchanged for bronze-grade blood materials?"

"Another one using blood samples?"

Luo Aimang narrowed his eyes and tossed a tablet to Fengshan: "The list of items is here. You can trade directly on it. The price is one hundred for one."

"Okay, please wait a moment, Manager Luo." Feng Shan took the tablet, took out the materials list that Li Zheng had given him, and began to operate according to the required quantities.

"This guy really does know the previous player!" Luo Aimang looked at the familiar materials list, a glint of light flashing in his eyes.

"I've completed the transaction."

Feng Shan acted swiftly; the black iron blood disappeared, replaced by a large amount of bronze-level blood, far fewer in number.

"Ah."

Romain checked his inventory and was relieved to find that he hadn't used much of it in this transaction.

It seems they have reflected on their actions; this time they even left me a lot of stock, saving me the trouble of sourcing new inventory.

It continued, "Now we will proceed with the second transaction."

Feng Shan first collected the bronze-grade blood materials, then released a pile of other types of bronze materials, pointing at them and asking, "I wonder if these things can be traded for the silver-grade material 'Valok Eyeball'?"

The main trading target for this trip to the black market is the Valok Eyes. As Li Zheng said, the more the better, to satisfy the players in channel 879 as much as possible.

Luo Aimang extended a tentacle, probed into the pile of materials, rummaged through them a few times, estimated their value, and nodded: "We can trade, but the total value of the materials here is only thirty-five. Confirm the trade?"

"Only thirty-five?" Feng Shan frowned. If he had put everything he had just taken out into his capsule residence, it would have been overflowing. Yet he had only exchanged it for thirty-five Valok Eyeballs.

This is too expensive.

"Oh ho ho ho..."

Luo Aimang let out a strange laugh, then said, "Do you think it's expensive? After hearing the following information, you won't think that way anymore."

Because the Varok clan was wiped out three hundred years ago, you will never find such a large quantity of eyeballs anywhere else in the Matrix except in this store where you can still find stock.

You've probably heard the saying that scarcity increases value.

As for the person who wiped out the Valok clan...

"It's the store manager!"

"This... wiped out an entire race?"

Feng Shan felt a chill run down his spine. Had he actually made a deal with such a cruel guy?

Oh my god, I must have said something careless just now, and I think I offended it.

What should we do now?
How about I kneel down and sing "Conquer" first?
Seeing his nervousness, Luo Aiman ​​waved his tentacles nonchalantly and said, "Don't be nervous, that's all in the past. Now I run the shop and everything is done according to the rules. Don't worry about me taking revenge."

Not nervous?
How could I not be nervous?

What if one day you're in a bad mood and go for a walk, and accidentally wipe out all the human players?!
Relax, relax. As long as you don't offend it again, everything should be fine.

Fengshan comforted himself in his heart, and his attitude unconsciously became much more respectful: "Please wait a moment, I still have some materials that I haven't brought out yet."

"Go ahead, I have plenty of time."

The moment he finished speaking, Luo Aimang wanted to slap himself twice.

Not long ago, after saying that, that kid almost completely emptied his collection of rare Black Iron-grade blood materials. Now he's saying this again; Valok's eyes are probably going to pop out of their sockets...

The Varok clan has been wiped out, unlike other Iron-level creatures.

If all that stuff is gone, I can just go out for a stroll and waste some time to get more stock.

However, all the Valoc eyeballs were bought up, and they didn't even have a source of supply!

Sure enough, as soon as Romain said that, the kid in front of him started throwing things out.

Before long, the value of the materials used for trading increased more than tenfold.

At this moment, Roamand's face turned bluish-purple. He really wanted to go back three hundred years and hold down his past self who had slaughtered the Valok clan, and give him a good beating with a small leather whip.

At the time, I was blinded by greed. I heard from others that this tribe's eyes had all sorts of wonderful uses, so I excitedly went and wiped out the entire tribe.

Later I found out it was all a marketing strategy...

They said that mainly to promote their products, not to acquire them.

The poor thing, upon hearing there was a chance to make money, eagerly ran off and slaughtered the even more pitiful Varok clan, leaving him with a thousand eyeballs that nobody wanted...

Now, just when I didn't want to sell in large quantities, a customer who's even more clueless than I was three hundred years ago showed up and is about to clear out my entire stock of this material.

After nearly a hundred pages of transaction records were retrieved, a huge mountain of materials piled up next to Fengshan, its value increasing more than thirty times, enough to buy up all one thousand Valok Eyeballs!
"Manager Luo, if we exchange all these items for Valoc Eyeballs, how many can we get?"

Luo Aimang: "..."

I take back what I said about you being a normal customer!

What's wrong with the way your customers think this year?

It's so crooked it's ridiculous!
Are you going to use all these single ingredients to make barbecue?

You'll stuff yourself to death, you bastard!

(End of this chapter)