CHAPTER 364: CHAPTER 247 JUST BUY SOME WOOD

Just Buy Some Wood

Second Realm Spirit Wood can directly manufacture Level 200 Puppet Tigers, and after absorbing a few months of Spiritual Qi, they can reach Level 300, Third Realm Purple Mansion level.

The value of a large number of Mechanical Tigers is self-evident.

Just this batch of harvest, after deducting costs, there might be several thousand Puppet Mechanical Tigers manufactured.

And this was without using those dozen Ten Thousand Year Spirit Woods.

Ten Thousand Year Spirit Wood is rare in this world, as most wood cannot grow for ten thousand years before withering or dying.

Moreover, harvesting them is too laborious, and combined with the current world restrictions, it’s difficult to manufacture such weapons. Even if manufactured, only the limited powerful ones of the Golden Goblin level can use them.

Therefore, Small Knife didn’t obtain much, it was still left by that tribe from before the world’s unification.

Small Knife ran to several tribes, and the harvest was imaginable.

And this further weakens the foundation of this world, as the thousand-year-old trees here take a thousand years to grow.

Don’t look at how easily they can be obtained now, once the world’s growth is logged, getting them again will take a thousand years.

Even if the goblins here purchase accelerated growth or set up a Spirit Gathering Array, speeding up the process, their cost, and number are severely discounted.

This is equivalent to digging up the roots of this world.

And this time around, the trade brought in tens of thousands of Spirit Stones’ profit. If Small Knife were willing to sell, as a scarce material, the Five Elements Sword Control Sect would also pay a premium, earning a hundred thousand Spirit Stones is no problem.

And that’s not counting those rare Ten Thousand Year Spirit Woods, otherwise earning a million Spirit Stones wouldn’t be an issue.

There’s no helping it, this kind of Ten Thousand Years Spirit Vein that completely relies on time and a rich environment of Heaven and Earth Primordial Qi is worth this price.

Then, still hiding inside a tree hole of a big tree, Small Knife’s attention entered his Personal Space.

He began to study that peculiar Teleportation Array.

Don’t look at how Small Knife is currently hidden in this world, like a small fish in the ocean, hard to find.

But once discovered, given the previous momentum with the Master of the World taking action, it would be difficult to escape.

The discovery was that once Small Knife entered the Master’s Domain, as long as he was enshrouded by the Domain, he would be inevitably discovered.

It would be disastrous then.

Even though Small Knife had long planned to attempt a death, forming Soul Fragments, to serve as the Tower Spirit in the Personal Space, essentially the system core.

But now, with a large amount of wood waiting for him, he couldn’t afford to perish.

This was also because Small Knife didn’t dare to kill any goblins in this world, as for killing other animals or Wild Beasts, whether he would be discovered, Small Knife dared not try.

So Small Knife planned both to trade and purchase wood in this world while figuring out how to ensure his own safety.

After deliberating many times, once discovered, the chance of escaping was too low.

Who knew that drowsiness would deliver a pillow, and this peculiar ancient bone Teleportation Array appeared.

Seeing this, Small Knife was instantly enlightened.

This bone carried naturally formed patterns, probably the source of Divine Techniques.

It couldn’t be analyzed externally, so Small Knife could only place it into his Personal Space to begin analysis and research.

Not only him, but even Small Knife’s alternate accounts also researched it, even taking high-definition shots to send into reality for analysis by specialized research departments.

The effect was even easier than Small Knife had anticipated.

Although the principle wasn’t clearly understood, in his space, it was as if divinely aided, Small Knife’s Divine Sense was extremely clear, and he could barely replicate parts of it.

Plus, by bringing it into Personal Space, there were immediate system evaluations and the like.

With synergistic efforts, after over a month’s time, he finally manufactured the Teleportation Array.

However, there are many limitations, it must use the bones of an Elite Profession Goblin, and it also requires the ink manufactured from Bloodline Fruit to draw it.

Currently, it can only be used within this world, and taking it outside reduces its effectiveness to one percent, with a high chance of issues.

It seems that after the world’s unification and rule standardization, it leans towards the goblin race.

One could say it was destined by fate.

The tribe previously visited by Small Knife was skipped this time, instead, he went to other tribes to gather information.

Now information regarding the outsider invasion was a hot topic, and goblin players loved discussing these.

Small Knife heard quite a bit in a tavern.

It was all news of disciples being wiped out separately.

Estimated that by now, more than half had perished or been injured, even without the Master of the World taking action.

Nevertheless, the Master of the World must have been monitoring them all along.

Of course, they also killed a lot of goblin troops and the like, but this had little impact on a world.

Compared to the losses in wars between tribes among themselves, the losses were greater.

The Goblin World never feared losses because they reproduced very quickly, and large wars were never-ending.

Various battles, big and small, resulted in many goblin losses but also birthed Elite Goblin Professionals.

They do not allow internal conflicts.

In such wars, the goblin population size did not decrease in the slightest, and Elite Bloodline Professionals steadily increased.

Yet no one noticed the increase in the number of weapons consumed.

Their favored wooden clubs, seemingly insignificant, also increased in price steadily, and a large number of thousand-year-old trees were cut down.

Though said to be a thousand years, many were thousands of years old.

This was the foundation accumulated over countless years in this world.

Transforming into a Flame Goblin, Small Knife came to this tribe.

Of course, he had already scouted and confirmed that this tribe was still led by aboriginals, with a force not large, only numbering over ten thousand goblins.