Chapter 318 - 308: Nutrient Liquid

Just like the extreme heat before, the temperature was changing drastically every day.

The only difference was that during the extreme heat, the temperature rose. Now, it was falling.

Moira Lynch looked at the thermometer. The current temperature had already reached its lowest limit.

All the bases were now calling for everyone to gather together for warmth, to ensure more people could survive.

Even so, people didn’t dare to simply close their eyes.

Because no one knew if they would ever wake up again once they did.

So, even when they were exhausted, they didn’t dare to sleep. Only when they were on the verge of collapse from sleepiness would they risk shutting their eyes for a quick nap.

And even then, those around them would quickly wake them up, terrified they might freeze to death in their sleep.

Temperature-regulating clothes and Extremely Hot Mushrooms were now being sold at exorbitant prices.

Those who had stockpiled large quantities of Extremely Hot Mushrooms during the period of extreme heat, however, were fearless. They even hoped the temperature would continue to drop.

There’s a saying: the bigger the storm, the more expensive the fish. The same principle applied to Extremely Hot Mushrooms.

The lower the temperature, the higher the price of the mushrooms.

Although the temperature-regulating clothes were good, their numbers were limited. It was impossible to provide one for every person.

Moreover, the temperature-regulating clothes had a temperature limit, but the Extremely Hot Mushrooms were a different story.

A single Extremely Hot Mushroom, if sliced and eaten, could last one person a long time.

To prevent too many people from dying in the cold, the base began distributing a small pill that could generate body heat.

Each pill was about five millimeters in size, and taking one could keep the body warm for about five hours.

People were only allowed to receive one of these pills per day.

They called it "receiving," but considering the freezing temperatures outside, it was the base’s soldiers, clad in temperature-regulating clothes and fully equipped, who delivered them door-to-door.

People treated these life-saving pills like precious treasures, only taking one when they could no longer endure the cold.

Some even came up with countless ways to consume them, like grinding them into powder or dissolving them in water.

Moira Lynch and her group naturally received these pills as well.

Unlike others who received them one by one, the base was very generous, giving each of them a full bottle in recognition of the many useful items they had previously provided.

Each bottle contained about one hundred pills.

The moment she got the pills, Moira Lynch ate one.

After carefully tasting it, she said with certainty, "This tastes like Extremely Hot Mushroom."

After taking the pill, Moira Lynch could clearly feel her body starting to warm up, the same symptom as eating an Extremely Hot Mushroom.

Shane Rhodes looked at the pill in his hand and said, "They probably dried the Extremely Hot Mushrooms, ground them into powder, and then compressed them into pills."

Dried Extremely Hot Mushrooms are more than ten times more potent than fresh ones.

Moira Lynch made a rough estimate. A single Extremely Hot Mushroom could produce at least a thousand of these pills.

There was no doubt about it; she could also taste flour mixed in.

Even though the temperature had been continuously dropping, business in Moira Lynch’s shop wasn’t affected much.

Her customers were mostly people who had previously bought temperature-regulating clothes or had stockpiled large quantities of Extremely Hot Mushrooms.

Due to the weather, fewer and fewer people were starting fires at home to cook.

After all, cooking a meal consumed a lot of firewood.

With the weather so cold outside, every piece of firewood used was a piece gone for good.

Under these circumstances, the Soldier Food Rattan became the most popular food item because it could be eaten raw.

But not everyone could afford Soldier Food Rattan.

Thinking of the nutrient liquid production lines in her space, Moira Lynch asked, "Patience, have you figured out how those production lines work yet?"

She hadn’t found any instruction manuals when she acquired them, so the nutrient liquid production lines hadn’t been put into use immediately.

[I’ve figured it out. They can be put into operation immediately.]

Because The Elven Race was incredibly wealthy, they had bought the latest models available at the time. Not only that, they were the high-end versions, with many parts custom-made to better suit their needs.

After all, The Elven Race used these machines to make candy, not to produce nutrient liquid.

It was like using a cannon to shoot a mosquito—a clear case of overkill.

Inside the space, the three production lines began to operate.

Coincidentally, Cloudsea Planet had just sent over a large batch of Soldier Food Rattan not long ago, and she had also harvested a good amount in her space that she hadn’t sold yet.

Moira Lynch fed a rattan into one of the machines to test it out.

After about two minutes, nutrient liquid emerged from the other end.

A single, healthy Soldier Food Vine could produce nearly one hundred bottles of nutrient liquid.

’Isn’t this efficiency a little too high? This is way more profitable than selling Soldier Food Rattan!’

Moira Lynch immediately had all three production lines running at full capacity, and a massive amount of nutrient liquid was produced.

The leftover residue could even be used as fertilizer.

Once all the Soldier Food Rattan had been processed into nutrient liquid, the question of pricing became a problem.

The nutrient liquid Moira Lynch had produced this time was a basic version. It contained nothing but Soldier Food Rattan.

Besides sating hunger, it had no special effects, and it tasted exactly like Soldier Food Rattan.

After some thought, Moira Lynch simply set the lowest price the system would allow: three copper coins per bottle of nutrient liquid.

Those without copper coins could trade other items for it.

As soon as the nutrient liquid was listed, it immediately caught the attention of many people.

"Only three copper coins for a bottle of nutrient liquid? It’s so cheap!"

"It’s much cheaper than Soldier Food Rattan."

"And one bottle can keep you full for a whole day."

The number of orders for the nutrient liquid began to rise at a terrifying rate.

What Moira Lynch didn’t know was that on the other side of Caelus, another group was also preparing to sell nutrient liquid.

However, unlike Moira Lynch’s conscientious pricing, they were preparing to make a huge profit.

"Damn that SoySauceDrunkard! I think he’s really lost his mind, setting such a low price for nutrient liquid. Is he trying to go bankrupt?" a white man said angrily.

The others around him didn’t speak, but their expressions clearly showed their unhappiness and anger.

If Moira Lynch had been there, she would have recognized one of them—a golden-haired, blue-eyed young man. He was the same youth she had met in the game who wanted to trade an item with her for the Black Wolf.

They were also the same people from the recent auction who had casually spent hundreds of millions.

Although these people didn’t have a cheat-like space like Moira Lynch’s, money talks.

By pouring a fortune into the system to "pay to win," they had literally brute-forced a path for themselves with cash.