My Post-Apocalyptic Shelter Levels Up Infinitely! Chapter 262: Zero. Nineteen, the story of Capital Union!

For the price of iron, 4.6 units of grain can be replaced by one unit.

Copper price, 6.8 units of grain can be replaced by one unit.

Lead price, 3.5 units...

Wood, 0.675 units...

The prices of countless basic materials began to soar rapidly as if they were on a rocket.

And with the stimulation of a small acquisition by Somo every one or two minutes, the momentum became more fierce.

In the private message channel that Su Mo couldn't see, countless black businessmen communicated quickly like crazy.

"Sumo has accepted the lead weight, what the hell, hurry up and raise the price of the lead weight!"

"Damn it! Sumo is going to collect the copper again. What about the price of the copper, please contact other people, hurry up, hurry up!"

"What should I do if there are too many people selling in the market? Eat! Give me to eat! Eat as much as you have!"

"There are only so many basic materials. As long as we can survive this wave of selling crisis, we will pay back all the losses we have suffered in the seed market!"

"...."

Noisy!

Agitated!

Panic!

After the first wave of rapid rise, in fact, many black businessmen have discovered that something is wrong with the market and want to get off.

But in this case, no one knows when the carnival will end and when it will end.

Everyone doesn't want to sell their materials at the trough, and they all want to wait until the psychological price is similar to the next leek.

But...

Human greed is always endless.

When the unit was 4, everyone wondered whether they could get to 4.5, and when they reached 4.5, they began to fantasize about going to 5.

You don't want to throw it away, I don't want to throw it away, the price will naturally only rise but not fall.

From 1.2 to close to 6, batches of basic materials were sent to various places in the wasteland through the delivery of the market.

In the end, when most of the goods in the hands of ordinary refugees were sold out, and they even had to dig, the madness of the market finally slowed down.

You know, this is a market of billions of people around the world, with a transaction volume of hundreds of thousands of units.

Once 10,000 people dig iron blocks, 20,000 units of iron blocks can be shipped in one minute.

With 100,000 people digging, 200,000 units can be shipped in one minute!

Although it is tens of thousands of units or hundreds of thousands of units to harvest when farming, it is impossible to harvest a wave in a few minutes!

Therefore, even in the case of global black businessmen being connected to each other, the market gradually began to become strange under the gradually terrifying volume.

No one buys, someone sells!

The black merchants who bought it couldn't move, and the refugees who were lying on the iron ore mountain and working hard didn't stop.

5.5 No one accepts the unit?

Then I will hang 5!

No 5?

Directly hang 3!

In this kind of big market with billions of people participating, every black businessman feels that he is the one who can run away, but when the real "avalanche" comes, no one survives.

The price dropped rapidly, and Sumo hadn't made any purchases for five or six minutes.

When the first small black merchant couldn't bear the pressure and began to sell the materials he had hoarded, the price collapsed at an astonishingly fast speed.

In the first minute, the iron price is 3.3 units.

In the third minute, the iron price is 1.15 units.

At the fifth minute, the iron price is 0.48 units.

...

At the tenth minute, the price of iron...0.29 units! ! !

In just ten minutes, the ratio of iron prices dropped from 1.2, which was stable at the beginning, to below 0.3 in an extremely exaggerated trend.

Moreover, this momentum has not stopped, and there are still large quantities of goods on the shelves at a fast pace.

Run!

Must run!

The market on the wasteland is not the Chinese stock market on earth, it cannot fall below 10% in one day.

In this game where people from all over the world participate, when the version is updated twenty days later and everyone starts their journey to the New World, these basic materials will become waste.

At that time, Tie Ke really couldn't even keep the current 0.29, maybe 0.1 would become a high price!

Crazy market, crazy drop.

Iron is falling, and other basic materials are no exception. This businessman's carnival came abruptly, and went even more abruptly.

Even they who participated in it don't know who is stirring up the wind and rain in this market, and whose "black hand" is manipulating it.

As the instigator, Sumo, who was sitting on the recliner, was also happy to see the prices in the market plummet and the black merchants go crazy one by one.

Although in the design, these people may be fooled, but I didn't expect that they would be fooled so thoroughly.

"If you drop a little more, I'll pick it up! Go pick it up now, it's too cheap for these people!"

"Yes, pick it up now, but it's an insult to our **** Su!"

Youyou's words came out of his ears, and when Su Mo turned around, he was shocked to find that Zhong Qingshu had crawled over without knowing when, and leaned against the side of the couch.

Oreo, who was lazily lying on the ground, showed a wicked smile after Su Mo looked over at this time, and shook his head by the way, signaling Su Mo:

Hurry up! Why hesitate!

"Okay, you silly dog, you are collaborating with the enemy! Tonight's fruit is deducted from you!"

Knocked on Oreo's dog's head, looking at Zhong Qingshu's playful eyes, Su Mo stood up abruptly, walking away as if nothing had happened, while laughing.

"Hey! There's something wrong with your eyes, don't look at me! I really didn't participate, this is their own death!"

"The person they want to grab the wool is God Su, what does it have to do with me, Sumo!"

There was nothing wrong with the righteous speech at first glance, but after thinking about it carefully, it made Zhong Qingshu giggle.

On the first floor of the empty refuge, there was laughter like silver bells, like the wind blowing into the woods, echoing a pleasant sound.

Oreo, who was lying on the ground, was also infected by the laughter, yelling loudly.

In the ruins of time, Su Mo and Zhong Qingshu can deal with each other calmly because of their absolute confidence in strength and their status as prophets.

But in the real world, seeing Su Mo so cowardly, Oreo tore off Zhong Qingshu's trousers, signaling to catch up quickly.

Taking brisk steps, when the two were side by side, the embarrassment of being caught in Su Mo's heart was also relieved a lot.

"Fortunately, they are all black businessmen, otherwise, if you grab the wool of ordinary people, the reputation you have built up with great difficulty will be ruined!"

Hearing this, Su Mo shrugged and shook his head:

"It's okay, people's greed is endless. Don't think there are many black businessmen here, but in fact, there are also many ordinary people who want to get involved and make a fortune. These people are very clever"

The changes in the market of millions of people are amazing enough, let alone the market of billions of people today.

In order to have such a big fluctuation, black businessmen are on the one hand, and ordinary people are more involved.

According to Su Mo's estimation, the price fluctuation in less than half an hour required at least millions of ordinary people to participate in such an exaggerated "form of expression".

As for those ordinary people who didn't run away in the end, it's really hard to say whether they will blame him.

"Indeed, reputation is indeed a good thing. In fact, don't tell me, these black businessmen who control the market are also connected by this. Call"

"Then with more and more corresponding people, this capital alliance was formed, and a total of eight people manipulated the upper structure"

"However, you made such a fuss in the seed market before. One of the eight people lost too much money. I don't know if they ran away or were killed by someone. Now there are only seven left!"

Bracketing her fingers, Zhong Qingshu said while counting, the little story behind it made Su Mo interested, so she listened carefully.

Human beings live in groups, and at the beginning, everyone did not travel here unorganized, but had already stayed in the official shelter for almost two months before starting to travel.

Therefore, in terms of obedience, it is not as bad as imagined.

It is precisely this point that many initial official shelters, with the appeal of the earth, are initially established.

With a gathering place, and after getting through the first disaster and gradually settled down, most people started to hug each other by relying on the chat system.

The one who engages in literature fights with the one who recites poetry, and the one who delivers express delivery and the one who delivers food become good brothers.

Those who like to play badminton and those who play table tennis have become partners who go out to work together.

In addition to these, the fastest recovery is naturally the organization that can bring benefits to the wasteland.

From the simplest self-rescue organization, to the wilderness survival organization, and then to the veteran combat organization.

The speed of evolution is getting faster and faster, and the Wall Street financial organizations that have traveled across the earth are naturally not willing to fall behind.

On the body, they sit in the office every day, playing digital games, and it is difficult to kill a chicken.

In terms of survivability, without bread machines, water dispensers, and takeaways that can be delivered with just a little, their self-care ability is not as good as that of children.

In terms of intelligence, there is only a little room for the brain to be used in the early stage.

Therefore, if you want to rise, you can only rely on the skills of your previous life...

Finance!

After some secret contact, eight financial oligarchs under the age of 50 on the earth who "call the wind and shake the rain" raised their arms and founded the Capital Economic Alliance.

With a famous arm, the alliance recruits a large number of qualified members. This qualification... is naturally a material!

Led by people who specialize in finance, in the market, with the acquisition and sale, they have accumulated a lot of wealth before the welfare disaster.

Later, the snowball of this growing economic alliance got bigger and bigger.

From reselling at the very beginning, to the third disaster later, directly manipulating the market price.

Of course, this series of financial stories from zero to the time before encountering Sumo can be used to write a magnificent masterpiece of no less than two million words.

"So you did this because they took hundreds of catties of fish from you?"

Staring at Su Mo's undead and fake face, Zhong Qingshu opened her small mouth, as if she had found a new continent.

"At that time, one catty of seeds cost ten catties of grain~IndoMTL.com~ I can leave it alone!"

Smiled awkwardly, on this topic, Su Mo still chose to make a haha, and quickly revealed it.

God, there can be black history.

But man... no!

As a beneficiary of the two financial activities, Su Mo stood opposite to all the black businessmen. If he was too high-profile, it would inevitably cause a series of unnecessary troubles.

Before receiving his sister, Su Mo naturally had the idea of ​​saving what he could to save troubles like this.

After asking about other related stories, it seems that the market price has reached an acceptable range.

Zhong Qingshu also understood very well, and immediately made an excuse to go to other places to make enough personal space for Su Mo.

Back to the door of the refuge, standing in the pile of supplies, following Sumo's thought, the market panel opened.

The price of iron at this time...

0.19!