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27: Chapter 27 NPCs Can Also Be Strengthened[Market Analysis Complete]

[”Lei Meng” Recruitment Average Transaction Amount - 80,000 Gold Coins]

As the first interviewee stepped into the room, Fu Hao activated the ”Market Analysis” skill without hesitation.

Fortunately, this skill was equally applicable to ”personnel trading.”

”Can this even be used here?”

”The market price for an elite soldier is 80,000 gold coins.”

”You received 80,000 gold coins, right?”

”...!”

Having his transaction bottom line accurately called out just as he stepped over the threshold, the soldier Lei Meng froze instantly.

”I’ll offer 120,000. Join us.”

Fu Hao cleanly and efficiently pulled a heavy money bag from his backpack and slammed it onto the table.

”So stylish.”

”I could be that cool too if I were given 100 million.”

”With that much money, switching sides is only logical.”

Lei Meng stared at the money bag, his pupils contracting violently.

But soon, he forcibly suppressed his emotions and refused in a steady tone: ”I haven’t taken any money, and I don’t intend to.”

From the perspective of immediate interests, accepting this offer was undoubtedly more cost-effective.

But in his mind, he pictured the training resources and future promotion opportunities promised by the Second Prince.

Betraying the Second Prince for a mere 40,000 gold coins seemed too short-sighted.

Fu Hao noticed the hesitation in his eyes and originally intended to take out the ”Exclusive Grinding Zone Entry Ticket” to induce and explain it, but realized that an ordinary soldier wouldn’t understand what that was, so he simply continued to raise the price:

”160,000.”

Even at double the original price, Lei Meng remained unmoved.

”Sorry, money can’t buy me...”

”320,000.”

Three hundred and twenty thousand gold coins—enough to keep an ordinary family fed and warm for five years, or even to open a small shop and run a small business.

Like most royal soldiers, Lei Meng only wore this military uniform to support his family.

His mind conjured images of his frail, sickly younger sister and his parents who had fallen ill from overwork.

If he could get this money, his family wouldn’t have to toil day and night or suffer from hunger anymore.

Defecting to the Second Prince might earn him more in the future, but that was based on the premise of ”staying alive”—and soldiers, by nature, were consumable goods.

”Then there’s no help for it. Next.”

”I, I’ll join! I’m willing to become a subordinate of the First Prince!”

Just as Fu Hao made a move to give up, Lei Meng spoke up suddenly as if waking from a dream, his tone urgent.

”Very good, sign the contract.”

Fu Hao pulled out the ”Blood Contract” he had prepared early on from his bosom—each one was worth 50,000 gold coins and was a mandatory performance prop to ensure loyalty.

The Second Prince and the Third Prince probably wouldn’t be willing to use such ”luxury items”; after all, who would have thought that someone would spend such a large sum of money to poach people?

Lei Meng looked at the glowing contract, stunned for a moment, but eventually gritted his teeth and signed his name.

”Hard work. Remember to report in for the final screening.”

”Yes!”

Lei Meng stuffed the full bag of gold coins into his backpack, his expression finally relaxing, and left the interview room with a look of relief.

[”Jin Hao” tipped 50 yuan. - (When money doesn’t work, it might just be that you didn’t give enough.)]

”Hahaha, this actually works.”

”320,000 gold coins, don’t you feel the pinch?”

In the subsequent interviews, Fu Hao continued his ”money offensive”—it was less of an interview and more of a ”human purchase.”

”100,000.”

”I’ll go with you for 200,000.”

”90,000, final offer.”

”... Deal.”

”Changing jobs for 30,000 gold coins, that’s too realistic.”

”Fu Hao is really good at bargaining.”

As he accumulated experience, Fu Hao could almost judge whether the other party was wavering just by looking into their eyes.

Except for a few who opened their mouths like lions or refused firmly, he successfully recruited 99 soldiers.

The moment the recruitment task was completed, Prince Carlson’s eyes reddened, and he lunged forward to hug him tightly: ”Thank you! I will definitely repay this favor!”

”Don’t, don’t do this...”

”The First Prince’s look is wrong...”

”Is this the scent of love?”

”Is the First Prince gay?”

Facing the audience’s teasing, Fu Hao subconsciously took a step back, his expression vigilant: ”... That shouldn’t be the case, right?”

Bang!

Second Prince Prince Mian slammed his palm onto the desk, his eyes bloodshot as he stared at his confidant: ”Say that again.”

”According to one of the soldiers who refused us, the other party offered four times our price...”

”Where did my penniless royal brother get that kind of money?”

”It was paid by an adventurer on his behalf; the identity is currently unidentified—”

”Investigate! Investigate immediately! Double the reward, get the people back for me! There aren’t many days left in the new recruit period, hurry—”

”It’s already too late; the other party used a ’Blood Contract’.”

Bang!

Prince Mian’s fist completely shattered the desk. He heaved, his chest rising and falling violently, and gritted his teeth: ”It was Kane and I who were too careless. From now on, deal with this seriously.”

He made up his mind to completely block the growth path of the soldiers under the First Prince: ”Those idiots who betrayed me, I will make them regret it for the rest of their lives.”

Fu Hao arrived at the First Prince’s palace with one hundred soldiers and handed the team over to the Prince for formation and command.

At the Prince’s order, not a single soldier made a mistake, and they neatly arranged themselves into a square formation.

”Wow, well-trained.”

”The military appearance is really neat.”

Fu Hao immediately pulled 100 level 100 one-handed swords from his backpack and handed them to the soldiers one by one.

Question marks ”???” appeared above the soldiers’ heads simultaneously.

The only soldier who refused the bribes of the Second Prince and the Third Prince—Aoman—summoned the courage to ask Prince Carlson and the commander-in-chief for instructions: ”Our levels aren’t high enough; we can’t equip these weapons for the time being. Can we wait until we reach level 100 before equipping them?”

Fu Hao didn’t answer but just continued to take out enhancement stones from his backpack—the lowest grade, lower grade, one hundred, a thousand, ten thousand, a hundred thousand, a million... In the blink of an eye, a small mountain had piled up in the courtyard.

[”Jin Hao” tipped 50 yuan. - (Finally know why you bought level 100 swords.)]

The soldiers were dumbfounded. Fu Hao began to patiently explain the enhancement process.

Soon, deafening forging sounds exploded in the courtyard.

Clang, clang, clang...

A hundred people hammered simultaneously, the sound like thunder, deafening.

”What the hell kind of scene is this!”

”Treating enhancement like military training?”

”Could a normal person come up with this method?”

The audience was boiling over. But the hammering didn’t last long before a soldier suddenly raised his hand to signal a pause.

”I enhanced it to +7!”

”So fast?”

”This soldier is too lucky!”

”Want to see the stats!”

”Good, bring it over.”

Fu Hao checked:

Level: Normal

Usage Condition: Level 100, Strength 300

Attack Power: 190~363 Durability: 50/50 Weight: 40

[Critical Hit Rate Increased by 20%]

Description: A one-handed sword that can be used with a shield.

The audience was discussing the attributes, but Fu Hao opened the skill interface and pulled up the skill:

Type: Active

Level: Unknown

Lv.1

- Consumes enhancement stones to convert special effects of enhanced items (the higher the item level and enhancement level, the more materials required).

His goal was very clear—to wash ”Usage Condition Reduced by 50%” into the special effects bar.

”Effect Conversion.”

He clicked the interface and locked the target—

[Convert 1 special effect of ”Sturdy Iron Sword (+7)”]

[Consumes 20 lowest-grade enhancement stones]

[Conversion Complete]

[Critical Hit Rate +20% → Critical Damage +100%]

Fu Hao remained calm and continued converting. According to community statistics, ”Usage Condition Reduced” is one of the hardest special effects to roll.

He tried 21 times in total, and finally got his wish:

[Attack Power +20% → Usage Condition Reduced by 50%]

”You don’t even want the 100% critical hit?”

”So that was the goal!”

”I thought he wanted everyone to be +10.”

He returned the sword to the soldier: ”Try equipping it.”

”I... but my level...”

”Don’t talk nonsense, try it.”

The soldier gritted his teeth and tried—the equipment was successful.

”... It’s equipped? How did you do it?”

”There’s always a way.”

He called Aoman over: ”Aoman, step forward.”

”Yes!”

He had Aoman spar with the soldier who had just equipped the +7 sword. Sure enough, as soon as they clashed, Aoman was shocked and dropped his weapon.

”See that? That’s the power of +7.”

”Yes!”

All the soldiers, including Aoman, responded in unison, a burning light igniting in their eyes.

”As long as you can enhance it to +7, it’s yours.”

Aoman raised his hand again: ”Is it permanent?”

”Of course it is. Continue enhancing.”

The soldiers’ eyes turned red, and the sound of hammering resumed. This time, the rhythm was no longer uniform.

After one soldier enhanced his sword to +5, he couldn’t help but try to continue immediately, but after failing, he watched the weapon turn to dust and burst into tears:

”My sword!!!”

”My ears are going to go deaf!”

”NPCs crying when their weapons break, that’s hilarious!”

Fu Hao piled the spare iron swords next to the enhancement stones: ”Don’t be afraid, just enhance away; if it breaks, just replace it with a new one.”

The first day of the Kingdom Army’s training, amidst the shocked gazes of Prince Carlson and his confidants, kicked off.

This was an ”enhancement special training” with no commands, no manuals, only the thunderous sound of hammers.