Merchant From Earth in the Magical World
Chapter 50 Shortage of Materials_1

Chapter 50: Chapter 50 Shortage of Materials_1

As an international metropolis, Zhehai City naturally has many world-renowned auction houses.

Yan Xing, holding a piece of agarwood, went to a reputable and famous auction house for appraisal.

The experts at the auction house deemed the agarwood Yan Xing brought to be an exceptionally fine, rare piece.

Estimated value: 5 to 7 million.

If auctioned, the price could likely exceed ten million.

However, the staff at the auction house suggested Yan Xing find a master sculptor to turn the agarwood, considering its grain, into a work of art.

Then, its value would truly be immeasurable.

The only issue was that a master’s carving would certainly consume a lot of time; coupled with various processing and treatments, it might take a year or two.

Yan Xing didn’t have time to wait.

Even ten million already had his head spinning.

And that was for only a kilogram of agarwood; he had hundreds of kilograms of this grade of agarwood lying in the Eternal Domain’s warehouse.

How much agarwood is there in the Red Mud Wetland? How much in the entire Thunderous Swamp? If all of it were to be sold, and the price of agarwood didn’t depreciate... what would figures like the Mas or Gates matter? This Lord wouldn’t even deign to look their way.

Of course, agarwood was so expensive because it was extremely rare. If Yan Xing were to actually dump all the collected agarwood into the real world, even the best goods could be beaten down to cabbage prices.

The title of richest man... it’s enough for me to know; no need to be too ostentatious. Low-key, low-key.

He had to control the amount of agarwood flowing into the real world.

"I urgently need money..." Yan Xing indeed was in a hurry for money. He said, a look of great reluctance on his face, "I will forego commissioning a master sculptor. Please arrange the auction for this piece of agarwood as soon as possible and find it a new owner who will appreciate it."

Since the client had made a request, the auction house did not offer further advice.

The consignment auction procedures were completed very quickly.

Yan Xing left the auction house and went to find a suitable warehouse.

In the meantime, he entrusted an agency that handled company registrations to help him with the company registration process.

He rented an office in a business tower and also sent out interview invitations to several recent graduates he found on a job site.

After a day of hustle and bustle, running back and forth with several shipments to the Eternal Domain, it wasn’t until evening that Yan Xing dragged his exhausted body back to his Eternal Domain.

A Lord as tired as a dog... that must be a rare sight in this world.

The construction of the Eternal Domain did not halt in the Lord’s absence.

Gao Sipa, Eddie, Lao Hansi, and Olaf were already familiar with their respective duties and responsibilities.

Under Olaf’s lead, the Steel Armored Werewolves carried out reconnaissance on the periphery of the Eternal Domain.

Their main task was to determine the boundaries the Eternal Domain could cover. To the south, they confirmed the location and status of the nearest human domain; to the east, they found the sea; to the west, they established outposts to prevent Orcs and Elves from circling around.

The Steel Armored Militia under Eddie’s command were responsible for the defense of the territory.

Lao Hansi was in charge of the territory’s tax collection and managed the farmers and laborers.

Gao Sipa devoted himself exclusively to the inventory and distribution of the territory’s resources.

Everyone fulfilled their duties.

With good food and soup provided, the subjects, laborers, and captives were all very satisfied, working with enthusiasm, making the domain bustle with activity.

Shacks were constructed, and the territory gained fifteen more farmers.

The Wolf Den was constructed. Every week, ten Werewolves could be recruited from it at a cost of 20 Gold each.

This made them only 5 Gold cheaper than the Second Order Steel Armored Militia, yet still quite expensive.

Ten Werewolves cost 200 Gold.

Yan Xing, gritting his teeth, handed over the Gold Coins and recruited all the Werewolves from the Wolf Den.

The direct military force of the Eternal Domain now stood at: 16 Second Order Steel Armored Militia, 18 First Order Steel Armored Werewolves, and one Second Order elite Howler.

Although not yet a mighty force, if they were to encounter an attack by fewer than a hundred werewolves again, Yan Xing dared to engage them in a field encounter with his current troops.

He had Lao Hansi take the newly recruited farmers and handed over the newly recruited Werewolves to Andy for management.

The lit bonfires illuminated the domain.

Yan Xing continued his patrol within the domain, accompanied by Gao Sipa. Every human and Werewolf they encountered respectfully stepped aside and solemnly saluted their Lord.

Yan Xing, while amiably greeting the subjects he encountered, asked Gao Sipa, "What is the domain lacking now?"

Gao Sipa, walking by Yan Xing’s side, replied, "My Lord, apart from food, our domain is short of everything else.

The bricks and cement ran out this afternoon.

We’ve run out of wire netting and barbed wire as well.

The Blacksmith Shop you ordered to be quickly constructed has been completed. However, without timber, we cannot make charcoal, and without charcoal, we cannot smelt iron.

Moreover... with the sudden arrival of so many Werewolves in the domain, our stock of tents has been depleted.

And the soap has run out."

"The soap has run out? How is that possible? Didn’t I give one bar to each of you? Even if you bathed eight times a day, you couldn’t have used it all up!"

When Yan Xing first arrived in this world, he was truly tormented by the stench emanating from Gao Sipa and Eddie. Their body odor was so overpowering that not even the strong aroma of hot pot could suppress it.

And those Werewolves, their smell truly assaulted the nostrils.

Therefore, when Yan Xing returned to the real world for a major supply run, he made sure to buy several boxes of soap first. He gave one bar to each person, telling them to go bathe immediately.

Soap also became a standard personal item issued to the subjects of the Eternal Domain.

But... Yan Xing could understand the other critical shortages Gao Sipa mentioned. After all, they were consumables, and the domain’s construction required large quantities. But a bar of soap, could they use it up that quickly? It’s only been a few days! Even if they were dissolving it in water to drink, they couldn’t have finished it all. Don’t tell me they ate it!

Gao Sipa hurriedly explained, "My Lord, the soap in stock was taken by Olaf and his Steel Armored Werewolves. After these Werewolf Warriors washed with soap, they found themselves very appealing to the She-Werewolves from the Red Mud Wetland..."

Yan Xing understood.

The quantity of soap he had purchased was limited and was only distributed to the subjects of the Eternal Domain. Werewolf laborers and captives from places like the Red Mud Wetland and Stenchwater Forest were not afforded such a luxury.

Werewolves who bathed with soap showed an extremely noticeable change in appearance. What was Olaf like when he was first captured? He truly resembled a creature that had rolled in swamp mud. Not only did he stink, but his fur was also matted and dull. And what did Olaf look like after using soap? His fur was soft, fluffy, glossy, and vibrant—so sleek it made one want to reach out and stroke it. The foul smell was gone, replaced by a delicate floral scent. His entire physique even appeared much taller and stronger. Could those She-Werewolves resist such a majestic male Werewolf? And could She-Werewolves resist a soap that could so dramatically transform a Werewolf?

So that was it... Olaf and these Werewolves had taken my soap and turned themselves into studs.

"This is a good thing for increasing the domain’s population. I’ll bring back another batch of soap tomorrow. If Olaf and his pack want it, give it to them. We should strive to get all the She-Werewolves pregnant."

"Yes, my Lord!"