After Jian Xingyi sent the message, Baizhou replied promptly.

Baizhou: [You want to sell goods under the guild’s name?]

Xinghe: [Yes!]

Baizhou: [Hold on, I’ll come over to discuss this in person.]

The sudden social interaction made Jian Xingyi quickly check his reflection to ensure his appearance was presentable, then scan his home to confirm everything was tidy.

When Baizhou arrived, she was momentarily stunned by Jian Xingyi’s interior decor.

“Wow…” Baizhou smiled. “Just as beautiful and luxurious as I imagined.”

Jian Xingyi felt a mix of pride and embarrassment as he invited Baizhou to sit on the sofa.

Baizhou got straight to the point, “Are you sure you want to sell things under the guild’s name? You should know that if you list items under the guild’s name, all the income goes to the guild. You won’t be able to earn any money yourself.”

Jian Xingyi shook her head. “My original purpose for selling items was to boost the guild’s level.”

But he couldn’t deny he genuinely needed money too. The only way around that was…

Jian Xingyi explained, “Every single coin is crucial for the guild right now.”

Two hundred thousand—not a penny less.

Baizhou nodded.

Jian Xingyi continued, “So… my idea is this: all profits from my current sales go to the guild. But we can sign an agreement—once the guild reaches Level 20, you return 50% of the total earnings to me. Is that acceptable?”

If the guild successfully reached Level 20, substantial rewards awaited, including gold coins.

And in the game, if an agreement isn’t honored, it gets nullified.

“No problem! I just want to know…” Baizhou asked, “Why are you willing to help us?”

Jian Xingyi took a deep breath, expressing her thoughts, “Sis Baizhou, I’m actually helping myself too…”

Jian Xingyi briefly explained the situation with his account being frozen.

Baizhou froze.

Jian Xingyi gave a bitter smile. “If the guild disbands, I’m left with no way out.”

Baizhou was momentarily speechless. She recalled Lone Wolf’s insistence that day.

Lone Wolf had played the game longer than they had, having been in numerous guilds before founding Long Live For A Hundred Years with them. He must have anticipated Jian Xingyi’s predicament.

Had they accepted Jian Xingyi sooner, this awkward situation could have been avoided.

Now, if the guild disbanded, many would perish. Xinghe, Chacha, and countless low-level players.

“I understand…” Baizhou took a deep breath, clasping Jian Xingyi’s hand. “I’ll seriously consider what you’ve said.”

Baizhou’s hands were rough from days of hunting outdoors, gripping bows and guns, with thin calluses forming in places.

Jian Xingyi nodded.

Baizhou immediately pulled out her terminal and granted Jian Xingyi the necessary permissions.

By the time Jian Xingyi received the privileges Baizhou granted him, the pickled vegetable jar was nearly finished synthesizing.

Baizhou was also nervous about the listing outcome, so she didn’t leave. She simply sat quietly nearby, watching Jian Xingyi operate.

Though her appearance remained youthful and beautiful, Baizhou carried the steady composure of someone more seasoned. She sat discreetly by, and once Jian Xingyi grew accustomed to her presence, he felt no pressure.

Opening his backpack, Jian Xingyi found the 31 jars of pickled vegetables—the result of exhausting materials from three fields—lying quietly inside.

Jian Xingyi took a deep breath, opened the marketplace page… and listed them.

Thanks to the precious ingredients and high-quality fields, the system finally approved this batch.

After evaluation, the system suggested a price of 600 per jar. Jian Xingyi thought it over, discussed it with Baizhou, and changed it to 1000.

The system, after all, wasn’t human. It could only mechanically assess the value of ingredients. But right now… a barrel of rice was worth its weight in gold.

Food was excessively precious at this time, and Jian Xingyi had poured his heart and soul into making these pickle jars.

“Isn’t that too expensive? That’s practically a D-grade accessory when you round it up.” Jian Xingyi still felt uneasy.

The 5000 Firelight had given him earlier was an exception—he’d solved their urgent need, and they were a Grapevine Peak member with deep pockets.

But for ordinary people… Jian Xingyi recalled his trip to Dawn Town seeking gun parts. D-grade was unusable, so out of the question. C-grade fluctuated between 2000 and 5000.

Meaning the minimum cost to synthesize even the most basic gun was 10,000.

His pickled vegetable jars sold for 1,000 each. This… If nobody bought them, wouldn’t he be taking a huge loss? After all, the mall didn’t allow removing or recalling items.

Not only that, but Jian Xingyi had also discovered a blind spot.

This was his first time selling items in the marketplace, so his merchant level was still 0. With such a low merchant level, his items couldn’t be promoted to all server users.

To illustrate: the Dawnbreaker server map is divided into eight major regions. Centered around Dawn Town, these regions branch out into eight mountains. Jian Xingyi’s area encompasses several guilds near Peace Mountain—such as Grapevine Peak, Blue Sky and White Clouds, his own guild Long Live For A Hundred Years, and scattered nearby guilds.

Due to his low merchant level, Jian Xingyi’s goods could only be promoted to players and guilds within his specific region.

Consequently, Jian Xingyi’s potential customer base was significantly smaller.

This was the loophole he discovered after studying the marketplace rules with Baizhou.

Baizhou pondered for a moment before concluding, “Personally, I think it’s worth a gamble, but the final call is yours. My reasoning is this: based on the quantity of pickled vegetables in a jar, rationed carefully, it should sustain someone for four or five days without starvation. If someone dies of hunger, unable to satisfy their basic survival instincts, then no amount of Dawn Coins, top-tier accessories, or firearms will matter.”

Jian Xingyi nodded, finding the reasoning sound.

With so many players in the area, it made sense that he could find at least 30 willing to pay 1000 coins for a few days of sustenance.

“Then 1000 it is.” Jian Xingyi secretly hoped for 1000 himself—after all, the field essence and seeds were hard-earned through risking his life.

【Confirm listing item?】

Jian Xingyi took a deep breath and clicked confirm.

After listing it, he not only set up a notification sound for purchases but also kept his eyes glued to the terminal screen, nervously refreshing while curled up on the sofa.

Baizhou also pulled out his terminal to watch alongside him.

The atmosphere grew heavy and quiet.

In stark contrast, the marketplace section of their server channel exploded with activity.

[Has anyone noticed… 30 jars of pickled vegetables are listed in the marketplace!]

[Wait… Xinghe? Isn’t that the player who did the Peace Mountain side quest? I remember him promoting it just the other day! The player who said if Xinghe could list 30 food cans, they’d force-kiss Shanhai—come out here!]

[Holy crap?! He actually pulled it off?? No way! This guy… must be a hidden big shot! Someone tag Shanhai!]

[Hahahaha, I’m too scared, but whoever dares to tag him, do it now! Ahhh, wait, it’s almost sold out! Guys, I’m rushing to buy some!]

[Seriously?? How does someone have that much food in this situation…! Who is this person? Is there a gold mine hidden in Peace Mountain?]

Everyone was stunned.

Jian Xingyi had just helped Firelight update the strategy guide two days prior. Everyone was engrossed, endlessly discussing and analyzing Jian Xingyi’s memory bubbles—what they were and how to trigger them. Many from Grapevine Peak even tried experimenting, though none managed to spawn any memory bubbles.

Because of this, everyone still had it fresh in their minds—not just the ID “Xinghe,” but also Xinghe’s “reckless boasts” from a few days ago.

Few truly believed it, but now the truth… had slapped them right in the face!

Jian Xingyi had actually listed 30 jars of pickles!

Are you kidding me…?!

Some were starving, some hadn’t had a decent meal in weeks, and yet someone… had surplus to sell?

In just six minutes, all 30 jars of pickles… sold out!

Not a single one left!

For those six minutes, Jian Xingyi and Baizhou were both dumbfounded.

[Ding! Item [Pickled Vegetable Can] sold 1 unit!]

[Ding! Item [Pickled Vegetable Can] sold 3 units!]

The notification sounds never stopped for a second. Players snapped them up like they were in a frenzy, terrified of missing out.

Baizhou: “…Looks like everyone’s really desperate for food.”

Jian Xingyi: “…Yes.”

Before they could even process it, shock hit them before any joy.

Was this a dream?

Thirty thousand EXP… just like that?

Jian Xingyi turned to Baizhou in a daze.

Three seconds later.

“Aaaah…!! Baizhou! It’s sold out…!” Jian Xingyi leapt up, spinning wildly while hugging the terminal.

“It really worked!!”

“Unbelievable…” Baizhou pressed her hands tightly against her cheeks, slapping them hard. “The guild is saved!”

Six minutes. Just six minutes!!

Jian Xingyi had considered all possibilities—maybe selling a little, maybe selling a lot, maybe even selling out. After all, with food shortages, he had a shred of confidence in selling out.

But…

He never imagined it would sell this fast, or that everyone would be scrambling to buy it!

This wasn’t just a successful test run—it was an unexpectedly huge success!

Watching Jian Xingyi beside himself with joy, Baizhou felt a mix of amusement and relief. Back when Jian Xingyi wanted to join the guild, everyone had opposed it. But now…

Baizhou dared not imagine what would have become of them all if Jian Xingyi hadn’t succeeded back then.

Fate truly worked in mysterious ways!

At this moment, Jian Xingyi and Baizhou were so overjoyed they could have screamed. Thirty thousand… honestly, it was still a long way from twenty thousand. With only a week left, time-wise, Jian Xingyi wouldn’t be able to raise the full twenty thousand. But… at least they could see a glimmer of hope.

At least for this moment, neither of them wanted to—or dared to—think about anything else.

In stark contrast to Jian Xingyi’s situation, the server chat channel was filled with wails of despair.

[No way… It sold out in just a few minutes after going live?! I hesitated for a few minutes, and now I can’t get it?]

[Bro, that’s food we’re talking about! A thousand bucks for pickled vegetables? That’s life!]

[So it’s gone? Really gone? Boss, please save us! I crave that vegetable aroma so badly!! I’m dying here!]

[@Xinghe @LongLiveAHundredYears Guild Present? I admit I was foolish before. I order you to restock immediately, or else… don’t make me beg you on my knees!!!]

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