Chapter 60 A Two-Pronged Approach: I Want It All!

Su Ze looked at the various expressions of the women, his fingers lightly tapping on the edge of the bed.

"As for the second idea, it's targeted at those ordinary players."

His voice wasn't loud, but it made everyone in the Dormitory prick up their ears.

"Starting tomorrow, I'll have people intentionally or unintentionally spread some news in the building."

"For example, that the game's difficulty will keep increasing. Today, it was the homeless without a Dormitory who died; tomorrow, it might be those unlucky bastards with Level 1 or Level 2 gates."

The corners of Su Ze's mouth curled into an arc.

"We need everyone to feel a sense of urgency, to make them understand that clutching copper coins in their hands is useless. Only upgrading their gates and reinforcing their defenses is the key to survival."

"And then?" Su Meier's eyes grew brighter and brighter; she had already guessed the follow-up.

"Then," Su Ze continued, "we will cooperate with this rumor to create an illusion of material shortage."

"Starting tomorrow, the selling times will change."

"The morning will be dedicated to renting and selling weapons."

"Basic upgrade materials like Wood material, Iron Material, and stone will only be sold at three specific times: twelve noon, five in the evening, and ten at night. Each time, they'll only be sold for one hour."

Jiang Yuwan's mind raced, and she immediately understood the trick: "Limited time and quantity? Creating panic buying?"

"Exactly." Su Ze snapped his fingers. "Not only that, we'll continue to have people spread rumors saying that materials are getting harder to obtain and prices might rise soon."

"We don't need to say these things ourselves. As long as a few people complain during transactions, word will spread from ten to a hundred, and it will soon become everyone's consensus."

"Brilliant!" Su Meier couldn't help but praise him, the flirtatiousness in her eyes deepening as she looked at Su Ze.

"This way, those who have worked hard to save a few copper coins won't dare keep them anymore. When the time comes, they'll rush to buy materials like crazy, fearing they'll miss out or won't be able to afford the price increase."

"In this manner, the copper coins in their hands will continuously flow into our pockets."

"Completely correct." Su Ze snapped his fingers. "Furthermore, by splitting the time slots, it reduces the possibility of them accumulating one hundred copper coins in a short period."

"Moreover, I want people to promote the idea that renting weapons is better than buying them."

Su Meier snuggled into his arms and asked curiously, "Why? Isn't selling weapons more profitable?"

"Think about it. Selling a common weapon for at most eighty copper coins is too close to the one hundred copper coins needed to open the Survival Mall."

"What if some player happens to kill ten more zombies and saves up a hundred? Wouldn't they discover my secret?"

Su Ze smiled and continued to explain.

"So I want them to feel that renting weapons is the most cost-effective choice."

"Think about it, a common weapon's durability is only a few dozen points at most. If it breaks and they want to fix it, the Iron Material alone would cost enough to rent for several days or even buy a new one."

"With that spare money, why wouldn't they use it to upgrade their gates or stockpile materials to repair their gate's durability?"

"After all, no matter how good your weapon is, can you cut down a zombie tide alone? No! But a sufficiently sturdy gate can let you watch the show safely from within the zombie tide."

"As long as their brains aren't broken, anyone can understand this logic."

After this speech, the way the women in the Dormitory looked at Su Ze changed.

This man's mind was meticulous to a chilling degree.

He didn't just want to earn everyone's money; he wanted to use a perfect set of logic to make everyone willingly hand over their money and even thank him for it.

"A two-pronged approach. I want the hidden treasures and copper coins of those top players. And I want every single copper coin that those ordinary players worked so hard to earn."

"I want to use this time, before others open the Survival Mall, to accumulate as much strength and capital as possible."

*Hiss...*

Yao Qingya couldn't help but draw in a breath.

She looked at Su Ze, feeling that this man was like a massive vortex, intent on sucking dry and squeezing out the value of every survivor in this apocalypse.

"Landlord, you really are... so wicked~"

Su Meier laughed so hard her whole body trembled, hugging Su Ze's neck even tighter, "But, I like it so much!"

Liu Qiaofei's eyes were also full of little stars, her pretty face covered in admiration.

Jiang Yuwan crossed her arms, silently adding another label to Su Ze in her heart: a top-tier profiteer dog man who eats people without spitting out the bones...

But, it was also quite good...

...

Meanwhile, on the third floor.

In the corridor of the floor where Wang Meng was located, the atmosphere was frozen.

"Damn it! zombie serum! Permanent immunity! Where the hell did this Su Ze get such god-tier stuff?"

They had naturally seen that message on the public channel.

The breathing of over thirty burly men became heavy.

Greed flickered in everyone's eyes.

"Brother Meng! This is zombie serum! With this thing, what would we have to fear? We could be a lot bolder when killing zombies."

"Yeah, Brother Meng! We'd never have to worry about getting infected from a single scratch again! This is basically an extra life! No, many extra lives!"

Jiang Haiqing covered his face, which hadn't fully recovered from the swelling, his eyes filled with both malice and longing: "But... he only has nine! And he wants to barter, highest bidder wins! He's clearly trying to jack up the price!"

"Kill him! Brother Meng, as long as we kill him, his things, his women, and this serum will all be ours!" someone urged again.

"Shut up!" Wang Meng roared, his eyes sweeping over the crowd gloomily. "Kill him? Easier said than done!"

He had specifically sent people to the fourth floor this afternoon to scout around.

"Those hundreds of zombies on the fourth floor, although most were killed by those girls throwing iron blocks, according to witnesses, Su Ze personally killed one or two hundred of them within ten minutes!"

"Although I think there must be some exaggeration in that claim, his strength is definitely not something easily dealt with."

Wang Meng's words made the Dormitory fall silent again.

One or two hundred... ten minutes...

This number was like a mountain, weighing down on everyone's hearts.

"Looking for trouble with him now is just seeking death."

Wang Meng took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing the agitation in his heart. "Until we find his weakness and have absolute certainty, no one is allowed to act rashly."

He looked at the crowd, his eyes flickering.

"But, we must get this serum!"

"Even if it's just one!"

Wang Meng stood up, a flash of determination in his eyes.

"Let's go! We're going to the fourth floor! We'll talk to him and see if there are other options..."

"Remember, we are going there to trade!"