"Brothers, there's no more potion. Don't surround me."

"I really don't have any left. Brother, believe me…"

"Speak properly. Put away your saber first."

In the other direction of the camp, Super Rich was surrounded by a group of players. However, without the potion, he could only explain to everyone one by one. It took him a lot of effort to persuade the customers to leave.

After everyone left, Super Rich calculated his gains.

This time, he had collected a total of 200,000 bottles of potions from the shops in Iron Skull City, half of which was given to the Silver Snow Guild.

The remaining 100,000 bottles of potion were shipped here by more than a hundred people.

Because the price of the potion was much higher than that of the beautiful women of the Silver Snow Guild, the final income was much higher.

Excluding the cost, the final net profit should be 4,500 gold coins.

This was equivalent to more than 20 million alliance dollars.

Although this money was nothing to Super Rich, such a busy experience made Super Rich feel like he had returned to several decades ago. Didn't he run around like this when he was still a distributor?

Looking at the gold coins in his bag, Super Rich felt a sense of accomplishment that he had not felt in a long time.

Unfortunately…

If not for the fact that those large guilds liked to bully others, he would definitely have been able to raise the price of the potion to 6 silver coins, or even 10 silver coins!

"It's all thanks to you, leader. Otherwise, I wouldn't have made so much money."

Super Rich could not help but sigh.

He could have such a result all because of the information of Tyrant. If not for this, he would not have known about this business opportunity.

What was Leader Tyrant doing?

Just as Super Rich thought this, suddenly!

His gaze landed on the nearby forest.

At the edge of the forest, a familiar figure walked out.

It was the leader he thanked in his heart. He quickly greeted him.

"Leader!" Super Rich ran up excitedly and said, "You're finally here. Those players are crazy. My potions have been snatched up."

Lorne saw him packing up and could not help but ask, "Why are you only closing your stall now?"

"In order to sell them at a high price, I chose to sell them in batches. Otherwise, I would have run out of stock within the first few hours."

Super Rich had an excellent business sense and knew how to use the same goods to earn the most benefits.

Therefore, there was no need for Lorne to think too much.

Now, he only needed to follow his method to obtain enough profits.

With that in mind, Lorne did not hesitate and immediately set up his stall in an area of the expeditionary army camp.

Goods: Antidote Potion

Price: 3 Silver Coins

Quantity: 100,000 bottles

First, he took out a portion of the potions to rile up the market.

Then, he opened the regional chat of the expeditionary army camp and spoke.

"Friends of Iron Skull City, in order to repay society, I have spent a large sum of money to send a batch of antidotes from Iron Skull City. If you want to purchase them, please arrive at the location of the stall as soon as possible to purchase them. The price is lower than 3 silver coins per bottle. The amount is limited, so the sale will end immediately."

"Friends of Iron Skull City…"

"Friends of Iron Skull City…"

Three silver coins per bottle?

The players thought that they had misheard.

However, when they saw the identity of the person who shouted, they immediately went crazy.

The person selling the potion was actually Tyrant who had been famous recently. He had divine equipment on him, but he dared to come here so brazenly?

"Gosh, this is going to be fun."

"Those large guilds are looking for him. He actually has the time to sell equipment!"

"There's going to be a good show."

"I'll buy the potions first. Otherwise, I won't be able to buy it later."

"Only selling it for 3 silver coins per set? What a kind-hearted merchant."

"Brothers, let's hurry up. When the people from the large guilds come, they might take all the potions away."

After the players received the news, they rushed to the target location.

Compared to the super-rich ones who had increased their prices in succession, Tyrant, who only sold for 3 silver coins, was the kindest person in the world.

The players rushed over. They bought a few bottles and prepared the items they needed for the next few days.

Then, the people from the large guilds arrived. They bought more than 10,000 bottles of potions, emptying the remaining stock.

The remaining players who came later could only stand on the spot and sigh.

At that moment, Lorne's second batch of potions quickly arrived.

There was another 100,000 doses.

The price increased to 4 silver coins.

Seeing this scene, all the players cursed.

In the previous second, the potion was only three silver coins, but in the next second, the potion was four silver coins!

This rate of price increase was even more detestable than that shameless Super Rich. It was no wonder that Super Rich had been standing behind Tyrant. It turned out that snakes and rats were in cahoots!

However, although everyone was cursing Lorne's actions, their actions were very honest. All of them ran to the stall with silver coins and began to purchase the potions crazily.

On the Internet, people were very fierce, but in reality, they were submissive.

This was a fact.

Under the cover of large capital, ordinary players like them could not resist at all.

If they did not buy Lorne's potion, they would not be able to farm monsters in the ruins of the war. They would have wasted three days of traveling.

This was a result that no player was willing to accept.

Soon, 100,000 potions were sold out.

Lorne did not stop. He put down another 100,000 bottles of antidote, this time for 5 silver coins.

Seeing that the price was rising again, the players became even crazier.

He did not know what they were thinking. It seemed that the more expensive the potion was, the crazier they would be and the more they would buy.

Seeing this scene, Super Rich was the most knowledgeable.

When his career had just begun, he did such a thing as well.

Those who bought potions crazily did not necessarily need this potion. They were just a group of "stockholders".

If they bought it at a lower commodity price now, after the price of the potions in the market increased, they could sell the goods to earn a profit.

This was no different from speculating.

Such a situation occurred mainly because of the importance of the antidote to the War Ruins dungeon, and they knew very well that there was almost no stock in Iron Skull City.

Therefore, in the current period of time, as long as there were potions, they would definitely be able to earn money.

...

"Sister Guild Leader, look. Tyrant is playing the same trick as Super Rich."

"They're also selling antidotes, but they made 30% more than us…"

In the direction of the Silver Snow Guild, a group of beautiful players looked enviously in Lorne's direction.

Twinkle Rose, who had returned to the camp to replenish her supplies, could not help but clench her fists.

She had been too careless., way too careless.

How could she have sold all the potions for three silver coins?

If she had not sold them all, the net profit from keeping them until now would have at least doubled.

That was close to ten million dollars. She could have bought many branded bags. Waah…