Chapter 453: Chapter 453: Barbarian Revolution (2) - Surviving the Game as a Barbarian

Translator: RaidenTL

Chapter 453: Barbarian Revolution (2)

The name of this project would henceforth be the Holy Land Redevelopment Plan. Even though we had yet to sell a single piece of land, I knew the plan would succeed. Inquiries from the other ‍‍‌‌⁠⁠‌‍‍‌⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠‌‌‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠barbarians were already rolling in.

There's no need to do any more promotions. Soon enough, all the barbarians who weren't present will hear about it through word of mouth.

Then all that was left would be to sell.

"Uhm... Bjorn?"

"Chieftain."

"That's what I meant to say! Chieftain, why aren't we selling the land right away? There are already so many warriors who want to buy it?"

The reason for that was simple. "Like you said, there are plenty of warriors who are looking to buy some. The issue is that we don't have that much land to sell. We won't be able to sell it to everyone."

"Then shouldn't we be selling it now to the first barbarians who want to buy it?!"

I was glad to see that Ainar had accepted her new calling as a merchant, but unfortunately, she still had a lot left to learn. If we sold the land to the very first bidder, then what would we even get for it? None of the barbarians had savings, so we would have to sell the land for an unnecessarily cheap price.

"If there are warriors who want to buy land, tell them to come back on the fifth of next month. I won't be selling anything until then."

The fifth of next month was the perfect time to open the market. The barbarians would have just returned from the labyrinth, meaning that would be the time of month they'd have the maximum amount of money on them. I'd decide how much land to sell based on the number of interested barbarians. If one hundred of them made an offer, I could sell it to thirty, give or take a few.

Ainar tilted her head in confusion after hearing my plan. "Huh? Why wouldn't you just sell it to all of them?"

I kindly began to teach her the ropes. "First off, we can't sell too much land right away. We still don't have enough people to take care of the administrative side of things."

"Oh...?"

"Secondly, if we sell it all at once, we won't make that much money." The concept of real estate hadn't been properly established in the minds of these barbarian warriors quite yet.

"...Won't make much money? What do you mean?"

"Think about it. Only thirty of the one hundred were able to buy land. What do you think the rest would do?"

"...They'll wait for next time?"

"A few of them might, sure. But others will try to buy the land from the owners for a higher price."

"Oh! That's definitely true! Right now, those warriors don't have the money to do that, but later on, they definitely will..."

Man, she really had gotten pretty smart. I took a moment to inwardly admire her growth, then went on to explain the heart of this redevelopment plan. "In the end, the land will eventually become even more valuable than the original selling price. Aren't weapons the same? The popular items aren't sold in bulk but instead little by little over time."

"Oh! Then the first warrior who resells their land will make money for free?"

Finally, Ainar had arrived at what I was trying to say.

"That's right. And the most important part is they'll go tell the other warriors how they made money quickly without lifting a single finger."

Your descendants could inherit the land? The inherent value of having it under your name? Being able to save on rent? All of that was just an excuse to reel them in. The only thing that mattered was convincing them that buying a piece of land was the best move.

"The warriors..." Ainar marveled in a trembling voice. "They'll go nuts for it, even the ones who said they didn't see a reason to buy land..."

"Yeah. It's a quick and easy way for them to make money. All they have to do is buy the land and resell it."

It was like a money-copying bug. In a way, it was similar to Kharon's backpack revolution. He may have started it for the sake of protecting a warrior's honor, but in the end, it always came back to money. Even barbarians loved money.

I should sell some of the land to a select few of them first rather than going through an auction process.

I had no intention of stopping this money-copying bug from being used. Even if the bubble burst later when people started to catch on, it would already be too late. This was still the most efficient way to build up the tribe's funds in the shortest amount of time.

...Though I should probably avoid the introduction of mortgage loans. I'm sure we'll have other sources of income to use before it comes time for that anyway.

I was more worried about the near future rather than the distant one. I knew barbarians being introduced to the concept of real estate would grab the attention of the other races. But still, I judged that this was the best option we had.

It doesn't make a difference if we stand out even more than we do now, so there's no point in worrying about it. And it's only right that I put raising the tribe's status before all else.

It wasn't like we barbarians would be the first to enter the real estate market in this world either. The dwarves and beastpeople had already sold the majority of their respective holy lands to bolster their funds. Everyone would just think that I copied the other non-human races.

Phew... Now onto finding my administrative team.

There was a lot of work that still needed doing before I could put shoes on the feet of our young warriors.

***

The same day I spread the good word of real estate to the barbarians, I reentered the city around lunchtime. As soon as I arrived, I went straight to my first meeting.

"It's been a while, Shavin Emoor."

I correctly assumed she would be at her house since she was currently unemployed. "...Huh? B-Bjorn?" She was surprised to see me show up at her door unannounced but still welcomed me into her home.

"I'm sorry. I was going to come visit you earlier, but I was busy."

"Not at all! I'm the one who should be sorry. I just... had no idea you would come here to see me."

"Of course I would. We're friends!"

"Oh..."

"Besides, I have an offer for you. Well, more like a favor to ask."

She looked moved when I called her a friend but then grew visibly tense. "A favor to ask...?"

"I heard you lost your job, so I was wondering if you could come and help me. Or maybe recommend some people you know? I need people who are capable of doing administrative work, and I need them to be as trustworthy and reliable as possible."

"...You must really need some help if you came to me."

"You were the first person I thought of, actually. I don't know anyone else who does those sorts of things. It's only right to ask a friend for help at times like these."

After listening to my reasonable explanation, Shavin took a moment to think the offer over. But it didn't take long before she readily agreed to help. "All right. If you are willing to pay me at my previous rate, I will gladly help you. I'll bring some trustworthy people along too, naturally."