Obtain five portions of wild chicken meat.

One magic crystal.

Ah.

It seemed that the higher the level, the greater the probability of obtaining magic crystals.

You all go and slay enemies as well.

and remember to bring back the corpses.

Bayou instructed the skeletal soldiers before her.

She crouched down, tilting her head as she embraced her knees.

Extending her fingers to begin calculations on the ground, magic power of 20 points, recovery requiring 20 minutes, skill cool down of 5 minutes, skill consumption of three points.

And what was it again? Bayou sketched and gestured on the ground, feeling as if her intellect had dulled somewhat since transforming into a girl.

In half an hour, she could summon six skeletons, which amounts to 12 in an hour.

And if she worked for eight hours a day, that totals 96 skeletons, adding the 10 summoned daily from crystals, wouldn't that mean over a 100 skeleton soldiers each day? In just 7 days, that would be 700.

She could directly implement a strategy of overwhelming numbers.

With her head held high and her small hand raised, a surge of confidence washed over her.

Killing chickens was relatively easier, and rabbits were also manageable.

But given the low level of the skeleton soldiers, hunting wild boores proved to be less efficient.

She turned and entered the castle.

Making her way to the store room, where neatly stacked food awaited her in the corner.

The state of the food upon entering the store room remained unchanged when taken out, which was quite advantageous.

At least the food would never spoil.

Bayou envisioned having the skeleton soldiers defeat monsters to level up, allowing both her forces and herself to advance while also amassing an army.

With an increased number of soldiers, resources like wood and stone would be easily attainable.

Ah, I this young lady cough cough.

This esteemed gentleman am truly a genius.

Chapter 5.

Opportunities.

Bayou languidly squatted to the side, idly waiting for the skeleton soldiers to engage in their wild pursuits while observing other lords boast in the world chat.

After all, this was the only source of entertainment available.

Yet, Bayou found herself perplexed.

This was a realm of competition among myriad races, a survival game.

Were these lords truly so idol? Shouldn't te they be fretting about returning home? Did they not need to gather resources? Did they not require sustenance? Why were they still indulging in idol chatter in the global chat? Her mind brimmed with questions she longed to pose, but she feared being regarded as naive by this group.

The inhabitants of this world possessed remarkable tolerance for the absurd.

At this moment, within the fair trading hub of the myriad races, numerous lords had posted various resources for trade.

Out of sheer boredom, Bayou clicked on the listings.

One offered a single portion of food in exchange for 10 units of wood or 5 units of stone.

She noticed a gray horizontal line at the end of this trade offer.

There were several other listings as well.

One indicated a trade of a single portion of food for 20 units of wood or 10 units of stone.

This trade was accompanied by a red upward arrow by you seemed to comprehend.

The gray line likely represented the market price set by the system, while the red arrow denoted a price above the market rate, signaling potential losses for the lords engaging in such trades.

Conversely, when a lord offered 20 units of wood for a single portion of food, a green downward arrow appeared, indicating a modest profit for that transaction.

However, Bayou observed that the offers for food in exchange for wood and stone were swiftly snapped up while the reverse offers of wood and stone for food remained unfulfilled for an extended period.

This suggested that these lords just starting out regarded food as a precious commodity, thus willing to pay exorbitant prices.

In contrast, few were inclined to trade basic resources for food as by used troops being undead did not require sustenance.

However, other lords were not so fortunate.

They needed to feed not only themselves but also their troops.

Starving troops would lose loyalty as Bayu had recently gleaned from the world chat.

It was hard to fathom how much food those lords who had summoned dragons would need in the early stages.

Most lords were capable of procuring food.

Yet, they had to ensure it sufficed for both themselves and their troops, leaving little surplus for trading.

They also needed to gather stone and wood among other resources.

This meant that Bayou could retain just enough food for her own consumption, trading the remainder for resources.

In doing so, she could swiftly acquire both stone and wood.

The skeleton soldiers not only allowed her and her troops to level up, but also provided a bounty of stone and wood.

It was truly a three-fold benefit.

Yet, why did it feel as though something was a miss? a single arrow striking three targets.

This was certainly more agreeable recognizing the opportunity by you resolved to act.

Currently, her warehouse contained 120 portions of wild boar meat, 10 portions of wild rabbit meat, and 10 portions of wild chicken meat.

Bayou glanced to the provisions, estimating that each portion weighed approximately 1 kilogram, sufficient to satiate the lords for a hearty meal.

However, she mused that she herself might not even manage to consume half of that.

H what would be an appropriate price? With her chin resting on her hand, she pondered the information displayed at the marketplace.

One must look after oneself, otherwise the heavens may conspire against you.

I have made my decision.

Transaction initiated at Schwe hang fortress.

One portion of food in exchange for 40 portions of wood or 20 portions of stone.

Remaining quantity 100 portions.

Others are able to sell at a premium of two or three times the price.

Surely a four-fold markup is not unreasonable.

Moreover, I am presenting 100 portions at once.

Indeed, with billions in population, I am confident there will be takers.

Bayou continued to squat at the castle entrance, her gaze fixed on a marketplace information, her fingers incessantly refreshing the page.

In less than 10 seconds, a flurry of notifications appeared before her.

Successfully traded one portion of food, received 20 portions of stone.

Successfully traded 10 portions of food, received 400 portions of wood.

Successfully traded 20 portions of food, received 400 portions of stone.

In mere moments, all 100 portions of food she had listed were exchanged.

She garnered a total of 2,000 portions of wood and 1,000 portions of stone.

A delightful surprise awaited her.

The marketplace imposed no transaction fees.

The items traded were automatically transferred to her warehouse.

Upgrading the castle required only 1,000 portions of wood and 500 portions of stone.

She was now ready to enhance her stronghold.

Bayou accessed the castle interface and unhesitatingly selected the upgrade option.

The transformation was instant and she cast a glance at the castle s new information.

Indeed, the improvement was marginal, suggesting that subsequent upgrades would be a protracted endeavor.

The only noticeable changes were a slight increase in health and a modest expansion of territory.

Bayou had anticipated the unlocking of new features, yet found none.

Disappointment inevitably washed over her as she resumed her chat with the world.

Oh, have I become famous? By noticed that many were discussing her.

Old Eight, the esteemed lord of Schwe hang fortress.

I just took a moment to grab a snack and poof, 100 portions of food disappeared.

Little horn cow.

To the one above, if you're snacking, why do you still need food? Boss pie, esteemed lord of Huang Fortress.

I am your long lost sister.

See, overlord, black fungus, which esteemed lord still has food available? I have plenty of wood to trade.

Beam lord.

Surely the esteemed lord is not a beaman like me.

Kaiji to the one above.

I suspect there is a pen hidden in your pocket.

Feyong seeking to add friends.