Survive the Fourth Natural Disaster

Hill's initial increase of 100 did not receive much attention. Everyone added like this.

But in the later stage, whether upstairs or downstairs, everyone began to feel that this person was adding casually.

After all, when the two 14th-level archmage, who are not on good terms and are quite competitive, have gotten into a heated argument and started shouting at each other upstairs, there are only a few people who dare to follow 100 and 100 plus.

The key is that people who are really not afraid of them will not choose this house, nor will they bother them.

The noble area on the north bank and the mage area next to Alustriel Palace are the places chosen by those higher-level beings.

Only these 14th-level mages who have just obtained the qualification to teach in the university will be interested in the houses on the south bank.

Especially those who may reach level 14 or 5 as the end of their lives as mage, and may have to be professors in universities for the rest of their lives.

However, with Hill's interference, the two mages, who had already competed for nearly 10,000 gold, finally calmed down.

They also understand that the price of this house has reached its peak. Even if they buy a house closer to the Ruiwen River and build a magic garden by themselves, they will not be able to spend so much money.

The only advantage of this house is that it has a ready-made magic botanical garden, so there is no need to worry about it. But the plants inside were already half dead, and they couldn't guarantee how much they could recover.

So if it exceeds 10,000, it is really inappropriate. No matter how expensive the spell materials are, it is nothing to them who can buy the materials directly from the university.

The two old enemies fell silent in a tacit understanding, but they did not give up completely. Who knows if the guy with 100 or 100 gold over there only has a budget of 10,000 gold.

It’s really annoying. If you want it, just quote a high price! Then it will be easier for them to retreat.

Moreover, I don’t know if there is another competitor who wants to be a professor at the Magic University.

Neither of them gives in to the other, and that has nothing to do with face.

Houses and everything are trivial matters, they just can't lose to each other.

If you lose too many times, you may naturally want to take a step back when facing your opponent.

But those who are at a disadvantage may be disadvantaged when competing for the research budget issued by the university, which is not a small amount of money, and this is something that none of them can tolerate.

The two old rivals began to increase their prices alternately.

Although it is actually not bad to have an interrupter, you still have to test who it is.

What if they are the same type of mage?

You know, as soon as spring arrives, universities will start to open the window for external recruitment again.

It would not be a good thing for either of them if their future colleagues were to beat them at the auction before they even entered school.

In the competition between mages, if you can't kill someone, you have to look at the momentum!

The silence of the two mages caused many people to look in the direction of Hill.

Hill curled his lips. The two guys' increase in price slowed down. They must have gone to find out where he was coming from.

But when he came in, everyone could see the shield-shaped mark on his neck, and the invitation he got was addressed to the professor of the Bard College. There was basically no conflict with them. They probably would give up after they figured it out.

Soon the quotation exceeded 10,000 gold, and the two mages were increasing their prices more and more slowly, making it easy to see that they were about to give up.

In the end, Hill bought the property for 11,000 gold coins.

Hill pressed the button to summon the waiter and opened the magic circle in the room.

Soon there were three gentle knocks on his door.

"Please come in." Hill said directly.

A middle-aged man wearing butler's clothes walked in.

He bowed slightly and said: "Dear guest, is there anything I can do for you? Kaios Bilao is at your service wholeheartedly."

Hill nodded at the table: "Can I check out what I bought now? Do I have to use gold coins, or can I calculate it directly with red gold?"

Bilao immediately raised his head: "Is the customer willing to settle the bill in red gold? That is of course the best, but we can only pay according to the market price, which may not be so cost-effective for the customer himself."

Hill didn't pay much attention and motioned for him to pay.

Bilao quickly calculated the weight of red gold that Hill needed to pay based on the market price and quoted it.

Hill simply took out a dozen gold bricks and paid.

After these two days of shopping, Hill has gradually figured out the prices in Silver Moon City.

He turned the red gold in his hands into gold bars worth 100 gold coins and gold bricks worth 1,000 gold coins.

If it can be traded directly with red gold, it will be much easier than counting gold coins. Even if it is a platinum coin, the price is 5 gold coins. This is still calculated according to the monthly coins of Silver Moon City.

If it is a more common golden dragon in Faerûn, it would be 10 golden dragons.

Hill had no interest in just counting gold coins to buy something valuable.

Many mages don't do this, one is because they all have space equipment, and the other is actually a bit of a loss.

If sold as spell materials, Hill's gold bars could be sold for at least 105 gold.

Hill quickly obtained his own land certificate with the insignia of a star on a crescent moon.

Faerun is very simple. The real estate outside the city only concerns the land, no matter what kind of house you build.

The requirements within the city must be consistent with the urban style, and there are no high requirements at all.

It was only because of their respect for Alustriel that the Silver Moon people did not build buildings larger than the several defense towers next to the palace.

Hill simply put these waterproof, fireproof, dustproof and even vandal-proof documents back into his pendant and asked Liszt to put them away.

He was probably just watching what happened next.

Hill leaned on the sofa, listening to the increasingly heated auction outside.

That chamber of commerce actually has a warehouse and a dock at the port!

Probably because it was too big and I felt confident enough to make even the giant dragons give in, I dared to extend my claws into the territory of the two ancient dragons in the North.

These two were famous for their love of pretending to be adventurers and wandering around, so it was difficult to hide anything from them.

The little commotion Hill caused quickly turned into shock amid the crazy offers.

The starting price of 50,000 yuan for the warehouse and port quickly rose to 100,000 yuan.

Even Hill looked curiously at the boxes where the rich and powerful were bidding wildly.

The local people in power in Silver Moon City all have their own docks. They are not so crazy at all, so they must be outsiders.

He couldn't help but listen to the commotion outside. With such an arrogant bidding, someone must know the details of these people.

It turned out that two of the final three competitors were big businessmen from Waterdeep City and Neverwinter City, and they also had the support of local nobles.

The other person is an old acquaintance of Hill, the Chamber of Commerce in Woking.

He frowned and glanced sideways in that direction.

He directly put his hand on the bidding button. If the Woking man stayed until the end, Hill wouldn't mind adding one more to him.

He diverted part of his attention to the next door to listen to what the well-informed man was saying.

He had already reacted. He was holding the bard professor's invitation, and of course the people sitting around him were bards.

No matter who they believe in or what path they follow, bards are the strongest helpers in Faerûn for these gossips to spread throughout the world.

Wojin was indeed hit hard, and Tyr's Paladins even broke into most chambers of commerce and launched a full-screen provocation: the halo that can judge the camp.

The outcome can be imagined. Their main god himself has almost fallen into evil.

The only way to survive is to break the blockade of the Knights of Tyr's Hand and escape. If any businessman has this ability, why bother to be careful every day.

The only thing they could count on was Vol'jin's blessing. Unfortunately, that person didn't say a word, or he did, but was beaten back by Tyr.

Anyway, the Chamber of Commerce is almost finished, and Wo'jin's magical power has also lost a lot.

Therefore, Vol'jin's men could only move to the northern continent where Tyr's power was not very strong.

Especially in Silver Moon City, the only one the knights and warriors believe in is the patron god Tom.

This is the reason why Wojin's believers pretended to be favored by the gods, but still did not block the two big businessmen. Who doesn't have a backstage!

Wojin, who could not even maintain his weak divine power, could not be subdued by anyone now.

Hill listened intently to all kinds of gossip related to Woking in several nearby boxes. As expected, these guys had more vicious mouths.

The rumors about the man who once received guests in the bottomless abyss were indeed told by them.

But their source of information seems to be the witch who has an ambiguous relationship with Graz'zt, the six-fingered demon king of the abyss, and the blue dragon who likes music very much.

A lot of news about the evil camp came from them. After all, both of them were willing to receive singing and dancing bards from the neutral or even good camp.

Hill suddenly cheered up and stopped listening to the dirty jokes next door.

The people of Neverwinter City have sadly retreated.

The people in Waterdeep City also seemed a little hesitant. Hill couldn't help but let out a 'tsk' sound and took the +1000 heavily.

His timing was always behind the Woking Chamber of Commerce, and he was soon discovered.

"I wonder which believer is targeting the friends of merchants like this?" The beloved of the goddess of wealth couldn't help but said, "My Lord just wants to find a temporary place to stay in Silver Moon City, and has no intention of preaching here!"

Hill sneered: "It has nothing to do with Silvermoon City, I just hate Woking."

"You rude person! My Lord will never spare you lightly."

"Bitch is just hypocritical." Hill suddenly thought of a very suitable sentence.

This believer who is still a businessman at heart has no idea of ​​fighting for his main god. He only said that Wojin would not let Hill go, rather than that he wanted to fight Hill.

The Beloved of Wojin began to increase their prices desperately. The people in Waterdeep City had been silently following the price, but now they seemed to be unable to keep up.

Hill called the butler Bilao in again: "If Waterdeep City can't get it in the end, tell them I can rent it out at the market price."

Bilao was stunned for a few seconds before he bent down deeply and said, "Yes, guest."