Chaotic Sword God
Apocalypse Gacha
Necromancer: I Am A Disaster
Martial Cultivator
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Nightmare Assault
I, The Dragon Overlord
Loser System and Berserker Me
Horror Game Designer
There's Absolutely No Problem With The Magic Cards I Made!
Swear Fealty To Me, My Subjects!
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3830: Traversing Through Outer Space
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 326: Selection
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 248: Organisation
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1177- Situation change
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1176- Eighth
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 19
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 622: Natural Disasters and Man-made Calamities
Horror Game Designer
Chapter 325: City One Can't Leave
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 247: The Past is Like the Wind
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1175- Don't discriminate
Aspiring to the Immortal Path
Chapter 946: Fatal Strike
Apocalypse Gacha
Chapter 1174- Divide
Snow-Kissed Rose (GL)
Chapter 18
The Hero Turned Into A Potato And The World Fell To Ruin
Chapter 78: This Fight Will Never End
The Demon King is Too Unfathomable!
Chapter 33: a.0.3 Update! Skills System
Martial Cultivator
Chapter 621: Meeting an Old Friend
Chaotic Sword God
Chapter 3829: An Answer
Nightmare Assault
Chapter 246: What are you Waiting For?
Cock-A-Doodle Doo —
As the rooster crowed, the sun rose from the east, shining down on Dragon City and gleaming off its white, immaculate walls.
In the hotel, the adventurers were still sleeping. These bloodthirsty mercenaries spent a lot of money on their breaks. They would sleep until they woke up naturally. These men and women never knew when they would die in the wilderness, so they tried to enjoy every moment of their lives.
Merchants and vendors on the other hand got up very early. They would prepare their stalls and eagerly try to sell out their goods today.
The residents of Dragon City were already very rich compared to other places. And though most people’s primary instinct was to ensure they had enough food stocked up for survival, the citizens of Dragon City didn’t have to worry about this. Their lord ensured everyone who worked was well-fed, and so many people had enough funds left over to indulge themselves. This turned Dragon City into a trade hub and developed the economy.
Money could only be called money if it was spent. If paper money and gold coins were left at home, they didn’t serve any purpose since they could not be eaten or worn.
The merchant Benson was a modest caravan leader. He was a Subilan who was once a person just living in the slums of the lower class and struggled to obtain the wealth he had today. Although he wasn’t famous, he was able to live a relatively luxurious life.
He was already 40 years old this year. A few years ago he met a beautiful woman and got married. He also had a lovely daughter with her. This made Benson work even harder. He only wanted to earn more money while he could still move to let his wife and daughter have a better life.
“Hey, Gener, you’re already up!”
Benson came down from the second floor of the hotel and saw a middle-aged man wearing leather armor. This man was named Gener, a warrior who was part of a six-man adventurer party. The party wasn’t famous, but it was the only one merchants like Benson could afford.
“I didn’t sleep last night; I had a few drinks with
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