The sea breeze on Dream Island still carried a salty taste, yet it was more bustling than before.
Ah Lan stood on a giant rock at the coast inscribed with the words "Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce," his black long robe fluttering in the sea wind.
He cast his gaze toward the distant horizon where alien rchant ships continually erged, his lips gently curving upward.
Finally, it had beco lively.
Previously, due to the sea crisis brought by the Mingwu Clan, Dream Island was forced to close, but now it had regained its forr prosperity.
rchant ships of various designs slowly entered the harbor.
There were Pearl Shell Ships from the Sea Demon Clan, with hulls embedded with glowingly sparkling Spiritual Pearls, refracting a colorful halo under the sunlight.
There were Tidal Wooden Boats from the Scale Clan and Abyssal Whale Tugboats from the Howlspirit Clan, with the enormous silhouette of whales looming beneath the sea surface, towing float rafts full of goods.
At the docks, mbers of the Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce were busily directing the unloading of goods.
"Since the Moon Pattern Algae will not be stored here long-term, take it directly to Warehouse No. 3; you're responsible for the transport, and hiring the Player Clan for transport incurs a fee."
"Newcors need to be careful, the Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce isn't responsible for any Ghost Crystals damaged, and no security guarantee until registration is completed."
"Counting completed, you hold the list, confirm there are no issues with the resource exchange rate for gold coins and then enter the island."
Calls, bargaining, and the sound of cargo collisions interweaving to form a noisy yet vibrant scene.
Ah Lan scanned the dock, affirming everything was in order and nodded slightly.
The plan was advancing steadily.
The cooperation between the Mingwu Clan and the Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce had officially elevated Dream Island to the trade center of the Bright Star Sea Area.
Before this, so clans might have felt the Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce was insufficiently strong—trustworthy, yet unable to guarantee resource safety.
But once labeled as a "strategic cooperation partner" with the Mingwu Clan, anyone approached by a mber of the Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce was generally willing to cooperate and eager to be listed in the "safety list."
This ti, among the arriving races, there were a batch of new trade clans.
Resources from various clans were aggregated and tallied at the dock, followed by transactions initiated within the island using the list provided by the Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce.
Each transaction was ultimately managed by mbers of the Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce, with profits drawn from each.
In addition to the extra revenues from the Gold Coin Life Soul, daily sacrifices brought substantial gains to the chamber.
"President."
Just then, a player approached quickly, stopped under the stone, and looked up:
"All the trade teams I've connected have entered the island. What plans are there next?"
In response to the inquiry, Ah Lan nodded:
"Go back to the island and rest; tonight's auction will be busy... By the way, rember to check if there's any issue with the bidding device's tuning."
After the guild mber departed, Ah Lan jumped down from the rock.
The bidding device ntioned earlier was the core tool of this auction.
During the auction, each alien representative received a bidding device with a random number.
No racial marks, no identity labels, not even the holder's seating was allocated randomly.
Managent was tasked to Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce's brothers.
This arrangent was deliberate, purely for safety reasons.
If a certain valuable item was won by a particular race, and others also desired it, post-auction, that race might target the successful bidder, and vice versa.
Anonymous bidding allows the winner to safely obtain the auction item, known only to the Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce.
This model allows clans wishing to participate to bid freely, without worrying about other clans' opinions.
However, constructing bidding devices was not easy.
In Monster World, there were no electronic chips or wireless signals, so to achieve real-ti bidding display, it was essential to seek assistance from the Arms rchant Guild, which had relevant technology.
The Arms rchant Guild was initially reluctant to take this business, given it was a one-ti tool unable to generate continuous revenue from a production line.
This didn't serve the interests of the Arms rchant Guild.
But at its core, everything boiled down to price, so he offered a price that pleased the Arms rchant and customized this batch of equipnt.
Crafting the equipnt was also very complex, with the guild's technical personnel using the most rudintary thods by hand.
The shell of the bidding device was cast from the "Black Iron Crab" shell from the Colorful Mist Coast Region, with hundreds of hand-crafted mini gears embedded inside, each etched with nuric sequences from 0 to 9.
When the bidder rotates the side lever, the gear set "clacks" into motion, forming the corresponding number.
Due to the impossibility of wireless data transmission, the Arms rchant Guild simply sealed a piece of "Sound Transmission Grass Seed" from the Senluo Forest Region inside each bidding device; these seeds can transmit information via sound wave resonance.
When aliens bid using the bidding device, the number given is transmitted through the Sound Transmission Grass and converts to gear commands displayed on the Bone Crystal Screen under the auction house.
Moreover, to prevent incidents with the seeds causing failures in transmitting bidding information.
The back of the auction house was prepared with 12 mbers of the Gold Coin Chamber of Comrce, responsible for manual bid recording in case of an ergency.
If the information transmission layer falters, wooden signs are raised to continue the auction.
The entire setup resembles a fusion of steam-punk and natural technology.
As long as it operates, everything else is inconsequential.
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