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Chapter 347 - 347 347 Preparations Before Departure

347: Chapter 347 Preparations Before Departure 347: Chapter 347 Preparations Before Departure Because he was about to set off again, Zhao Guang had to prepare a large batch of supplies for the Sibar family.

Otherwise, the long journey would lead to a temporary halt in their trade.

For Zhao Guang, this was not a big issue, but it would greatly affect the Sibar family.

Recently, they had been developing their own territory, and since it was a military fortress, the investment was enormous.

The Beastmen on the other side were also increasing the pressure, possibly to respond to the Humans’ actions.

Zhao Guang hastened his pace, running back to start purchasing food and medicine.

Since he had the support of a large breeding base, acquiring food was very easy.

After all, feed manufacture itself required grain.

The feed used at the Mantou breeding farm was not directly purchased.

After all, in this world, there was no feed specifically prepared for Five-Striped Pigs and Bread Pigs.

So Liu Jiayin from the Mantou breeding farm bought the formula for the feed and then had the laboratory conduct experiments.

Eventually, they added a large amount of bamboo and other things to create a cost-effective feed.

It goes without saying that if regular pigs were fed this type of feed, they would hardly put on any weight.

But Five-Striped Pigs and Bread Pigs were different; these creatures had very strong digestive capabilities and could grow from just about anything, so there was no need to waste so much grain or other stuff.

After receiving Zhao Guang’s message, Liu Jiayin didn’t pay much heed, directly ordering the caravans to deliver the grain.

In any case, there were plenty of warehouses over there, so storage was not an issue.

When purchasing medicine, Zhao Guang realized he had fallen into a misconception.

“I never thought that I would one day treat people like livestock.”

Zhao Guang looked at the bottle in his hand—it was a concentrated form of Penicillin meant for livestock, one bottle enough for fifty thousand cattle.

The key point was that it was easier to purchase and much cheaper.

Had it been the type for Humans, not to mention the expense, just the multitude of bottles alone would be a hassle to transport.

“Get me some of the other types, too,” Zhao Guang had no choice but to give such an order.

However, because of this, Zhao Guang thought of another matter.

When the caravan arrived, Zhao Guang, with a pang of regret, handed them a bottle of the Beastman Holy Spring: “Let the laboratory research whether they can concentrate this for me, I need a detailed report.”

The other party didn’t know what their big boss had handed them, they just knew to take it back.

Looking at the substance which seemed like water, nobody actually thought it was simply that.

Zhao Guang regretted not thinking of this sooner—as his strength increased, the effects of this low-level Beastman Holy Spring on him were diminishing.

However, should it be concentrated, that would be different.

It had been a long time since he had traded with the Beastmen, and as soon as he reached his destination, he had to find the Beastmen quickly.

Without the Holy Spring, it would be impossible to quickly advance his Combat Energy level.

After giving these instructions, Zhao Guang found Zhao Yan: “Big sister, I need to purchase a batch of supplies.

Yes, all sorts of supplies including clothes, as well as houses, tents, and other items.”

“Are you planning for disaster relief?

But it seems like there’s no place needing it at the moment,” Zhao Yan inquired.

“It’s better to be prepared than sorry.

Who knows, maybe our place will get flooded one day.”

If it ever gets flooded, I’ll be the first to throw you into the water,” Zhao Yan retorted.

“We are related by blood, right?

How could you be so heartless?” Zhao Guang protested.

“Don’t worry, I’ll make sure someone pulls you out before you drown,” reassured Zhao Yan.

Alright then, she definitely had to be his real sister, otherwise, she wouldn’t be so harsh.

“Enough with the nonsense, just prepare those things for me as soon as possible.

If the warehouses are insufficient, then go ahead and build more,” Zhao Guang said brusquely.

Suddenly, Zhao Guang thought of something else and then added, “Also, find me some engineering books.”

“Alright, you’re really troublesome.

How many people’s share of supplies should I prepare?” Zhao Yan asked.

“Start with enough for a hundred thousand people, and we might need more later,” Zhao Guang replied.

That was Zhao Yan’s cue that her little brother was definitely having another one of his crazy moments.

Supplies for a hundred thousand people was no small figure; if that many people were truly affected by a disaster, they would certainly have heard of it, as the scale was just too large.

As for foreigners, it wasn’t that Zhao Yan looked down on them; it was just that her little brother was unlikely to do such a thing.

Her little brother was an absolute hothead—it was impossible for him to do something that was beneficial to foreigners but had no advantage for himself.

Having given these instructions, Zhao Guang immediately returned to the Otherworld.

As soon as he arrived, Miller had already found Zhao Guang.

“Master, I’ve already made contact, but they don’t have that many people available right now,” Miller reported.

“It doesn’t matter, just take me there.” Zhao Guang didn’t fuss about the details and found the person in charge of the Slave market.

It wasn’t the old man from before, but a relatively young-looking man.

“Greetings, I am Horace, the manager of this market.

I’ve had the honor of meeting Viscount,” the man said.

“Dispense with the formalities.

I’m going to the North to construct my territory, and I suppose you’re aware of it.

I need a hundred thousand Slaves, preferably those with families,” Zhao Guang commanded.

Family-attached slaves were generally not that easy to sell off, as they included many elderly and children.

These individuals could not serve as laborers, and the Slave market typically would sell them separately.

If the elderly had no special skills, their fate would be dire.

Horace hadn’t expected Zhao Guang to make such a request, especially at the standard price for Slaves; this could be a major deal.

If properly executed, this deal alone could earn him a year’s income.

“Regarding the price, are you aware?

With your method of purchase, one silver coin exchanges for one Slave,” Horace mentioned.

“Don’t worry about the price; as soon as the contract is signed, I can make the payment,” Zhao Guang assured.

In the Chirali Empire, one gold coin exchanged for ten silver coins, and one silver coin could be exchanged for a thousand copper coins.

It’s worth mentioning that the copper coin, the simplest form of currency, was just a copper piece with no design on it.

Thus, among these currencies, the copper coin was valued so low.

A gold coin for ten Slaves, so a hundred thousand Slaves would only cost ten thousand gold coins in reality.

When converted, the supplies he purchased might actually exceed the value of these Slaves.

If managing them wasn’t a concern, Zhao Guang would actually consider buying more.

However, even so, the Slave market wouldn’t be able to provide them right away; otherwise, Horace wouldn’t be so troubled.

“Viscount, what you’re asking for is too much.

We can’t turn it around in such a short time.

Could you perhaps give us a more lenient timeline?” Horace appealed.