My avatar is a humanoid being wearing a robe that cannot be seen from the inside.
It was designed so that you couldn't tell if the person inside the robe was human or not, but surprisingly, there weren't many humanoid players among the players I met.
Seisaisa's avatar was initially an intangible mist, but later settled into the form of an elephant, like his main species. This is likely due to Seisaisa's lack of a physical body during his lifetime.
Mihun's avatar is a Tyranno immortal, and he is said to be in the same form he used to have in life. However, his clothes are not oriental, but something unidentifiable. (Of course, it's a translation of immortal, so he can't be truly Chinese).
And the avatar of Wahwando was a hermit crab with a shell that looked like it had been ornately polished by a craftsman.
There were exactly 11 medals there, the first being 'First Clash Victory'.
It seemed like he was planning to award himself with medals like this every time he won in the future, by listing his achievements as things like 'resolved disaster phase'.
In short, he was a general overflowing with ambition. Perhaps a dictator. Perhaps both. To be the number one in terms of military power, ordinary excellence isn't enough.
"I recognized you right away because the avatar was so distinctive."
"Me too. You look nothing like your kind?"
"Hmm. To be honest, I thought every race in the world would look similar to ours. But after winning the war and meeting other players, I realized our race was actually quite... um."
"Was it non-mainstream?"
"That's right. Honestly, it felt like my worldview was shattered."
It felt different than the racism that said my race would be superior.
It's like he literally realized his own lack of imagination?
It was only natural that Wahwando would assume the form of a celestial being, even from another world. Earthlings are no different.
Most creative works, even if they are of a different race, are made into 'humanoids' with two arms, two legs, and one head.
"Anyway, let's get to the point. I need materials mined from your world. The quality of the materials themselves is good, and the shape is also wonderful. Is it a biological material? It would be even better if I could get a living organism."
I'm not sure if I'm being racist or just making sense.
"You want to use them as a shell for your race?"
"That's basically what I'm trying to do. But since it's metal, it can be melted down and remade."
Wahwando didn't seem particularly offended. Well, if you asked a human, "Are you growing plants to wear as clothes?", he'd probably say it was natural.
"It is biological material, but I cannot give you the creature itself. This is because of my strategy."
"Honestly, I'm curious about what kind of world you created. How is your
"Wasn't it a hot topic in the community too?"
"I see? I guess you're famous there."
If you ask me that question, I feel embarrassed.
Since there are still 8 million participants, it seems natural that people in different areas of community activity would not know each other at all.
Maybe you're more curious about your next opponent's life score than who has the most life.
Rather, it's unusual that Seisaisa and Mihun met that guy at the same time, and that I met him too.
I naturally elaborated.
"I consulted with Seisa and Mihun on their ecosystem, and in return, I learned from them several methods and techniques for creating a spirit world. I never lost the top ranking in
"I see. Judging from the fact that your
"Well, that's right. My main strength is increasing
Wahwando thought for a moment after hearing that.
"I also consulted with Marquis Seisaisa and the sage Mihun on urban and military strategies, and gained points. But more than that, I needed the raw materials from their world."
"Raw materials?"
"Yes. Given how small and lopsided the world's geography is, it's foolish to rely solely on the resources available there. I actively trade, turning my world into a factory, receiving raw materials from each of my allied worlds and exporting them as finished goods, either receiving points in return or signing contracts to process them for points."
Hoo. In other words, is this a factory-like, corporate-type world operation?
I hadn't thought of it, but it sounds like a more effective strategy than I thought.
Normally, that wouldn't be possible unless you were a coastal maritime nation, but in this game, the exchange of goods is an 'absolute' contract in the community, and the transportation cost of goods is also free... In other words, a perfect fair trade strategy is possible.
Compared to those like me who merely sell their consulting skills, this seems like a strategy to actively maximize the world's potential. That's impressive.
"In that sense, the creatures in your ecosystem seem truly resilient and superior. If you want to sell their 'byproducts', I'll buy them."
"Are you going to sell that to another power?"
"That's right. Even if I can't have the original organism, it seems you can sell the byproduct itself. If you leave the distribution and processing to me, I'll take care of the sales."
I thought for a moment.
The suggestion is good. I've been having trouble dealing with the world's overflowing shells anyway. They're the last remaining, irretrievable resources.
It would be a good deal if another world bought it for me and gave me points, the resource I need most.
Of course, he will make a profit as the middleman, but if you don't like that, then you shouldn't be doing business.... It's too easy for the other party to benefit in a transaction.
Fortunately, it is currently in the very early stages of the protection period(*since time flows simultaneously, the Mukite's race and Tademoira were still farming with a hopeful mood), so even if the goods exported to the Wahwando guy are in large quantities, there is a very high possibility that Wahwando will sell them on its own.
"That contract is good. We'll have to discuss the details, though."
"Show me your world and I'll show you mine. I'll show you what my loyal subordinates can produce and sell."
"Well, of course I agree. Let's sign a non-aggression pact."
"Hmm. Of course."
And here I put in a suggestion.
"By the way, have you ever thought of getting some consulting from me? Your enormous military power would be even more formidable if you added
Wahwando answered immediately.
"I've seen some skill from Seisaisa and Mihun. Of course, there is, but it's on the condition that you also receive my consulting."
"Why?"
Wahwando blinked strangely. I could unconsciously tell it was judging me.
"Because I need to buy a high-grade trait after winning the next eight stages. That's why I'm offering consulting, you know."
"Hmm."
I see. I see.
This guy is probably top tier too. Seisaisa and Mihun are also top tier.
So, the four of us grew by consulting with each other and raising each other's abilities to match our respective areas of expertise, but in return, we barely gained any points.
Of course, I don't regret that. It's because these guys made up for my shortcomings.
But even now, I am still a little worried about whether I will be strengthening the strong enemies I will face later with my own hands...
"We already know each other. I've already signed a non-aggression pact and a confidentiality agreement with Seisaisa and Mihun, which cannot be broken except in unavoidable circumstances. I'd appreciate it if you could sign that agreement as well."
"Me too, Vein. I think we'll have a pretty good deal. That damn Marquis Seisaisa and Sage Mihun are idiots who don't even understand the concept of a deal."
Of course. What would a guy who doesn't understand eating elephant food and a kid from the world of survival of the fittest know about business?
So, we signed three contracts.
Absolutely inviolable contract.
Absolute confidentiality agreement.
One-time consulting contract.
I confidently opened the door to my ecosystem to Wahwando, as I had to sign three contracts and show the product to the producer first.
"I wonder how abundant the world is for the
"Of course."
And as soon as Wahwando came into my ecosystem, that joy and smile disappeared.
He clapped the two tongs in his hands violently. I subconsciously knew it was a 'thinking motion.'
"What is this cesspool?"
That's harsh.
"This is the seventh conflict, and the
"What about civilization? Why is the
Heh heh heh.... In the consulting contract, it was a condition that you would consult on my world at least once.
So, Mr. Wahwando, an expert in
How many points can you possibly extract from consulting on my world? While you earn 100 points from consulting on my ecosystem with a paltry amount of money, I'll extract half a million points from you by making your ecosystem incredibly healthy.
Wahwando looked around my world in a hurry, checking various living things and their byproducts, and repeatedly clashed his tongs.
Ah. It's pleasant.
"...Let's think about the consulting content later. It only needs to be done before the eighth collision, right?"
"You don't have to consult. You just have to give me points for what I did."
"Good. I found a lot of useful resources in your world. I want to buy them.
I have calculated the price, so please check it and come to the negotiation."
That can be done by having another clone. I had another clone check Wahwando's purchase list, so Wahwando seemed slightly surprised.
"Now, look at my world."
Ah. Of course. I wonder how healthy we can make it. Hehehe... I'll make it healthier than any other ecosystem in the world.
And, when I confidently crossed over to the world of Wahwando…
"Are you kidding me?"
The world was a good place, with typical plains, hills, waterfronts, and valleys all interspersed. I understand that much.
The problem was that half of the world was already urbanized, the other half, or about 25% of the world, was filled with military installations and such, and the remaining 25% was a completely destroyed wasteland with terrain level 0.
The chosen {Material Realm} is {The Great Underground}.
They were digging into an endless mine, and the only food they had was the giant land snails, likely the ones that produced the shells the Wahwando race wears, and the grass they eat in that wasteland that had been reduced to terrain level 0.
Wait a minute, this is ridiculous. Shit. No matter how you look at it, there's not enough food for the population.
After looking around, I found that there was a mushroom garden underground, and in the urbanized area, they were raising some kind of vegetable garden and livestock together.
It was a strange structure where excrement and organic waste from within the city were fed to urban livestock such as {Herbivorous Pigs} to be processed, and all the buildings in the city were planted with vines that the Wahwando race could not eat but the herbivorous pigs could, making the city = fields. The balance of these plants was so good that if you messed with it in the wrong way, the city's citizens would starve to death due to a lack of food supply.
That guy Seisaisa just wiped out all living things, so all I had to do was raise them.
Mihun's world could have been raised magically since there wasn't any cultivation at all.
The Wahwando Island's inhabitants have either completely cleared the land and wiped out the entire ecosystem or it was already completely under their control.
What are you trying to say? Aren't you planning on picking on me and taking points off me if I mess up?
Wahwando himself stretched his chin out over the conch shell and let out a groan.
"Okay. Try it. Let's see how much healthier you can make my world."
"...Phew. I'll try my best until the eighth collision."
What a formidable opponent. As expected of a player who survived to this stage.
So, what method is needed to make this guy's eyes sparkle? By improving the urban ecosystem, we can actually advance the civilization of Wahwando.
It's a very challenging topic. But I have no choice but to try… If that guy succeeds in consulting my world, I'll lose a ton of points and lose my chance at getting a mythical trait.
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