CHAPTER 363: CHAPTER 246 I AM A GOBLIN_2

In this world, metal is even scarcer, making weapon manufacturing difficult.

Among the Small Knife’s loot, there are quite a few sticks.

The Second Realm uses the Thousand-Year Wood Stick, which is a Second Realm Wooden Rod, or a First Realm one with simple runes.

The power is basically the same, and the price is about the same.

However, runes can only be manufactured by the rare professions related to Goblin Priests, and not every Level 200 Goblin Warrior possesses them.

Of course, these are concerns for players, as the thousand-year wood stick is a standard equipment in the minds of players.

As for space equipment, apart from killing, it can only be obtained from quests.

It is hard to come by now, but in the early days, when dealing with other kinds of enemies in this world, a lot was acquired.

But now, those races are almost extinct, and this world is the Goblin World.

Having gathered the necessary intelligence.

Small Knife left the tavern, shaking off a few goblin ruffians trying to take advantage of free drinks.

Soon, Small Knife was no longer disguised as a normal goblin and instead rubbed his headgear, causing his whole skin to start turning red.

It turned dark red, becoming a standard Flame Goblin.

In a tribe with tens of thousands of goblins, it’s hard to find even one or two, and they are usually the Goblin Chief.

Once a player becomes a Chief, they suppress other players, making it difficult for them to grow into elite professions. On the other hand, indigenous tribes often have two or three elite professionals in small tribes of tens of thousands.

Small Knife had arrived at the smallest unranked tribe, with less than ten thousand goblins, living in this area, led by a Flame Goblin who was an indigenous.

Small Knife went to the market, took a lap, and found everything for sale.

Insects, magical beasts, spirit grass, wood, various tools, slaves; it was very lively.

Upon seeing Small Knife, everyone instinctively cleared the way, not daring to get close.

Even the stalls became nervous due to Small Knife’s presence.

There is no way, Flame Goblins have privileges, and killing them left no place for complaints, though some compensation had to be paid to the Chief, but not much.

Due to environmental influences, without spirit gathering arrays to absorb Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, the whole world is rich in Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi, and most materials are of entry level, with some being half-step spiritual objects, which can be considered Mortal Level, top tier among Heaven, Earth, and Human three grades.

Small Knife circled around, itching to set up a stall to sell things but held back.

His current identity was not suitable.

Soon, he walked into the largest store, also owned by the chief of this tribe.

Upon the arrival of a Flame Goblin, the shopkeeper quickly came out to greet him personally.

As an indigenous, having grown to this step, he was a trusted aide of the Chief.

After some flattery, Small Knife stated his purpose, to buy a Storage Pouch.

The Storage Pouch in this Goblin World is a kind of magical beast similar to a cow’s stomach pouch.

Those in the wild have been extinct.

This tribe is not big, but the Chief is skilled at breeding, making his status significant and preventing players from taking over his position through high-price purchases of equipment and tools.

This item has a good amount of space, but it shrinks slowly over time and eventually becomes useless, so its lifespan is limited depending on the quality.

Small Knife had already understood currencies, which are Bone Coins and Iron Coins, differing in shape.

Having sold a few treasure chest items, samples were acquired.

Delivered through personal space to reality, reproducing them over there was not difficult at all.

Thus quickly, the goblin shopkeeper was delighted as all the Storage Pouches were bought.

Necessary bargaining was expected, a characteristic of goblins.

Small Knife then put the Storage Pouches in his arms, actually into his personal space.

With a thought, stick by stick was loaded inside.

When taken out, they were almost full.

"I also have some Second Realm Weapons for sale." Small Knife said as he opened the Storage Pouch, inside was not much, a hundred First Realm Wooden Rods.

Although these were made from First Realm materials, they had simple patterns on them, making them Second Realm Weapons, suitable for Level 200 Goblin Warriors.

A goblin warrior reaching Level 200, with a Second Realm Wooden Rod, can participate in the Goblin Warrior Trial, succeeding enables them to combat two of their original counterparts.

Thus, these Second Realm Wooden Rods are quite popular.

However, Second Realm materials are Thousand-Year Wood, not easy to cut, and making into suitable weapons is even harder, with indigenous having a harder time getting them compared to players.

These items are plentiful but still in high demand.

This delighted the shopkeeper, making him even more enthusiastic.

After haggling, the thousand-year wood, hundred-year wood here were cleared out by Small Knife.

Ten pieces of thousand-year wood for one Second Realm Wooden Rod.

But a thousand-year wood could actually make nearly ten Second Realm Wooden Rods.

It’s almost a hundredfold price.

But it can’t be calculated that way, as thousand-year wood requires long periods to air dry and other treatments, with a chance of cracking and becoming waste.

Moreover, this solid material used for weapons, forming into Second Realm Wooden Rods is not easy, causing significant wear on tools as well.

Time-consuming and labor-intensive.

These are all costs.

As for using hundred-year wood from the First Realm, it’s much easier, but achieving Second Realm means the runes above, only Goblin Priests can draw, and indigenous find it hard to master. Players are unwilling to go through the trouble, not selling much apart from their own use.

They still prefer pillaging, which is their nature.

And for Small Knife, the hundred-year wood was previously cut at whim in the wild.

Though not much, it was sent into personal space, taken out in reality, and sent into a factory, effortlessly producing sticks.

High-tech, assembly line work, very easy.

This was specially produced imitations, rough versions, else if too fine, the flaw would be obvious.

As for the patterns above.

Haha, unable to mimic initially, even if the technique wasn’t advanced.

But Small Knife had personal space, taking it in, restrictions disappeared, easily analyzed by him.

The patterns were simple, akin to runes, not very valuable, with low potential and many flaws.

Comprehending by analogy, easily mastered, manufactured into skill books, sent to the Water Blue Star Mini World.

Underlings quickly drew on the First Realm Wooden Rods, meeting the Goblin World, Second Realm weapon requirements.

Especially Witches, mastering this was simple, and they were happy to have another source of income.

Thus in a short time, in Small Knife’s personal space, the number of Second Realm big sticks is plentiful, all made from First Realm materials.

Upon seeing such premium weapons, the goblin shopkeeper was delighted.

After bargaining, the wood and others in the store were cleared out.

This was the entire reserve of the tribe, and only Small Knife, transferring it to personal space, could fit in endlessly.

To get enough Rune Wooden Rods, the shopkeeper also took out some premiums, usually not displayed for sale, only for barter.

This even included Bloodline Fruit.

What’s this?

Small Knife was taken aback, seeing an item.

Teleportation Array?

Goodness gracious?

An array formed by bones full of patterns.

Goblin Teleportation Array (Master and Slave): Second Realm, possesses special bloodline, condensed after mastering the space instant teleportation divine technique and Goblin death.

Note 1: The remains can automatically absorb Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi for teleportation, consuming condensed energy based on the distance of teleportation and items.

Note 2: Slow recovery, can consume Spirit Stones, Bloodline Fruits, etc., for accelerated recovery, but with high attrition rate.

Even so, Small Knife exchanged it without hesitation.

Though the price was high, all it cost was some sticks made from First Realm materials.

With a factory in reality, as long as raw materials are sufficient, this could be produced in abundance.

Soon, Small Knife left.

The shopkeeper was overjoyed, immediately seeking out the Chief.

Small Knife had speculated on his unusual status in the tribe but still refused to leave any contact information.

This profit was at least a hundredfold.

The most gained was the thousand-year wood, all Second Realm spiritual materials.

In others’ hands, these might just be Spirit Stones, but in Small Knife’s hands, they became a large number of Mechanical Puppet Tigers.