[... Perhaps in the mountains, you can find what you want and get what you need. ]
Isn't this the same old answer...
Colin rubbed his forehead and didn't try to ask more.
Afterwards, he dealt with the "special talents" problem while waiting for the "potato boom" to end.
Yesterday they produced more than 6,000 "potato sprouts", consuming more than 1,000 fog points, and then planned to sell them at the price of 10 fog points per "potato sprout".
At this time, in the first half-hour round of sales, all 6,000 potato sprouts were sold out, earning a large amount of "fog points".
The next step is to continue investing in "fog points", continue to give birth to "potatoes", and frantically earn various other material resources.
This behavior will continue until the price of "potato sprouts" stabilizes and there is no profit at all.
Just like during the "Filthy Blood" incident, his main purpose was to spread potatoes, allowing people to further break free from the shackles and dependence of the system, ensuring that they would be more relaxed when facing the next disaster.
To be more precise, if one day the system stops distributing even black bread, they will still have food to fill their stomachs.
"... On average, a potato plant will produce at least 200 seedlings, which will be dug up as soon as they emerge, dug up as soon as they emerge..."
Tsk... Colin couldn't help but think of some very depraved scenes.
But without thinking too much, Colin led his men out of the "Level 5 Underground Fortress".
Almost at the moment he crawled out of the underground bunker, a strong stench hit him in the face, and Colin frowned slightly.
"It's a familiar smell..."
He raised his eyebrows, but didn't pay too much attention to it. Instead, he waited for everyone to come out, looked at the manhole cover, and the corresponding information appeared in front of him.
[You are trying to move a level 5 territory. This option will cost 10,000 fog points. Are you sure? ]
Just as Colin was about to make the painful decision, Russell suddenly thought of something and said:
"By the way, aren't you going to keep these four survivors? By the way, aren't you going to recruit some people into your territory? I see that you are good at making money, so you shouldn't be short of this money."
"It can hold people while moving?" Colin was stunned. He had never thought of this.
Otherwise he wouldn't have brought those four "soy sauce bottles" out with him.
[You guessed that what you moved was just the "entrance" of this space. As the main space, it would not be affected too much. It's just that during the movement, the inner and outer worlds can no longer pass through.]
"... I am ignorant."
Colin thought about it and guessed how many people he should recruit.
Apart from the cost of researching new explosives, tank expansion, second-level tanks, and even fourth-level territory construction plans...
[You think that 300 people might be the best choice, keep 200 second-level servants and 100 third-level servants...]
As the prompts kept appearing, Colin's breathing suddenly stopped.
[You will spend... 24900 Mist Points.]
Too, too expensive...
Colin felt a sudden pain in his brain, and he felt that the pain in his heart could not be explained by the dripping blood, but rather it was as if he had been stabbed by someone.
but...
If you calculate carefully, this is indeed a better choice, it just depends on whether you can accept it.