Chapter 13
Chapter 13
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Translator: penny
Chapter: 13
Chapter Title: From Units 3 to 12, and the Next Problem
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From Unit 3 to Unit 12, and the next problem
[No seriously this guy's insane lololol][Posted by: BunnyEarChu]
(Molrang Tower pre-order page)
Selling these to 100 people with zero warning???
Friggin' snatched 'em up in a heartbeat~
You run a tight ship. Keep it up.
-Wtf? Why can't I see it? Gallery search isn't working either?
└(OP): Notifications only to neighbors lololol
└No way that's a thing you psycho
-Macro bots were already bullshit, and now this~
└But it's hunter accounts only, so macros shouldn't matter, right?
└Nahhh people buy accounts too + if you set a time, machines always beat humans
└Yeah fair
[Looking to buy a Molrang Tower transfer][Posted by: GoodCitizen]
Cancel and I'll take your spot
or
You get the item and I buy it from you.
Looking for trades this way. PM if interested.
-Report filed
└Does this even count as reportable?
└Just hit it anyway
-They said no transfers or resales ever
└Like anyone's gonna listen lololol
└Wasn't it blacklisting?
└Then this guy's gonna buy on the sly too?
-No it's just a crap item barely tested by 10 people? What makes you trust it for black market deals?
└Lmao fr
└Bet my hunter license you're a porter
└Porters are vicious af. Already coming for us
└That's why they gave 'em out free. Test units, no real sales. OP's the moron here
**
“Fast. So fast~”
[Current Reservations: 100 / 100 (Additional Sale Notifications Reserved: 1,311)]
The Molrang Tower pre-order post I'd put up on the gallery about two weeks ago.
It took exactly one minute and thirty seconds to fill all 100 buyer slots.
Not bad for a total surprise drop.
Obviously tons of people wanted Molrang Towers, but setting the price at zero probably fueled the frenzy too.
That's right.
This sale nets me exactly zero won. Zero.
The boss lady's gone full mad scientist with pricing, but I had no choice either.
‘This is the final test before official launch anyway.’
Selling test products for money? That's a conscience killer.
Beyond that, hunter community rules—and common sense—say any official profit-making sale needs a safety certification.
The infamous HC mark.
Everyone hates it—says it's useless and looks like crap.
I had zero desire to slap that ugly thing on my pure, innocent Molrang Towers either...
‘But selling without it is illegal.’
The only HC-mark-free trades allowed are basic raw materials.
Even those need certification if you're selling like a shop, like me.
Anyway, no need to sweat the HC mark.
I'd already shipped test Molrang Towers to the HC center.
Give it three days, and I'd have the mark.
Unless it was actually dangerous—which it wasn't—they wouldn't fail it.
Once I had that mark, I could shout it to the world.
Hunters of the world, fear not! Our Molrang Towers are safe!
“The problem is these assholes...”
I scrolled the hunter community out of habit and scowled.
[Molrang Tower for sale. PM offers][Posted by: Anonymous]
These sneaky trade-bait posts popping up here and there.
Supply still couldn't keep up with demand, so stopping these scummy jerks at the root was impossible.
I'd banned and blacklisted the bold ones who tried openly...
Now they were posting in the secret gallery where you could go anonymous?
Idiots. Total idiots.
If they got caught and blacklisted by me, they'd never buy from me again.
Then they'd have to pay scalper prices to other scumbags, just like they were doing.
To spread the wisdom of these genius black marketeers far and wide, I decided to make my move.
“Let's see how you like this.”
[Molrang Tower fans assemble NOW!!!][Posted by: WannaRaiseADragon]
Caught a Molrang Tower black market deal? Report below using the format provided.
If it's legit, I'll ship you 3 Molrang Towers free on the spot hehe
(Report Format)
-fuck lmao
-hit 'em where it hurts you bastards
-vermin everywhere
-loving the iron fist already lololol
-rice freaks get lost and die!
Ahh, how easy it is to stir the pot when post visibility is the norm.
Especially in a community full of crazies, good and bad—they'd handle it way better than me.
No need to get my hands dirty.
And giving away three Molrang Towers to those kinds of folks? Pure profit.
“Heh heh...”
Look at those comments flooding in already.
So many hunters just leeching rice welfare and lurking.
Time to clean house, turn 'em all into paying customers.
Ding!
·GemcutterDang: Sent 1kg of B-rank mana stones.
·GemcutterDang: Divided into 100 pieces of 10g each, as requested.
·WannaRaiseADragon: Whoaaa thanks a ton!
·WannaRaiseADragon: You sure you're okay with this? Can't pay right away, no need to send early
·GemcutterDang: All good. Pay me whenever.
The Molrang Tower mass-production plan was sailing smooth.
With GemcutterDang's full support, mana stone supply was sorted!
Thanks to that, I'd already whipped up 100 full units.
All that was left was shipping to reservation customers.
First things first, I opened the rooftop shed door to harvest today's fragments.
Creeeak!
!!!!!!
The second a tiny gap opened, ten pudding slimes came charging at me.
“Wh-whoa...! Come here!”
Almost let a few escape outside.
They'd come back if I ordered, sure, but this was a crowded residential neighborhood.
Anyone could glance over—no big deal if they did.
So caution, maximum caution!
No good if someone spotted my slimes.
Creak!
Door shut, inside the shed, their eyes burned with enthusiasm.
Boing boing!
Squishy from head to toe, they started sticking to me.
“Eek...!”
Not unpleasant at all.
They didn't make sticky goo when with me.
If anything, this affection was pure bliss.
Just...
“Hey...! That tickles...!”
A bit ticklish.
A girl's body had zero tolerance for this stuff.
Plus only two hands, so petting was limited.
After a few minutes of play, they finally peeled off, looking satisfied.
These ten were Units 3 through 12 from the last two weeks.
Fusions clean, already in mass-production trials.
Loneliness-prone as they were, leaving them in the shed seemed iffy, but they played fine on their own.
“Alright, dinner time.”
I tossed each slime a mana stone.
!!!!!
10g of B-rank per slime per day.
Might seem skimpy, but experiments proved it optimal.
Kept them healthy and full without messing up fragment quality.
‘Costs 50-100k won per slime daily—not bad.’
Daily feeding done, I headed to the basket by the shed door.
Inside: a pile of fragments they'd made that day.
“One, two, three, four...”
Total 36.
Toss the five mushy ones, leaves 31 usable.
Feeding good stones really boosted quality rates.
Decent output for just 12 slimes.
‘Still miles from meeting demand.’
Planning to summon at least 50 in this shed.
Once cashflow stabilized, 100 wouldn't be crazy.
No guarantee every Molrang Tower would sell on sight, though.
Of course, sell probability was high.
Conservatively, 90%.
But...
‘Better scale carefully.’
Creak.
Short bonding with the slimes done, back to the rooftop room, I finished packing the Molrang Towers.
100 drab greenish boxes stacked in the living room.
Could fancy up the packaging for branding, but this was best for now.
With so many, it was a hassle.
Assemble box with tape, stuff Molrang Tower, seal with tape, slap on shipping label. Done.
Repeat 100 times.
In a girl's body, no less.
Explains why I batch-printed manuals this time.
Meant to handwrite them, but...
Quit after 15. Too brutal.
“Whew... Arm still numb.”
I go all out on manuals—basically essays.
Even essays aren't this intense.
Not even selling for money, so reality check.
Yeah, makes sense for massive future volumes.
Later, handwritten ones as special editions?
Value in a cute girl writing them herself.
“This the last one? Sweet!”
Sweat-drenched, I hauled all 100 boxes to the roof.
Molrang!
Molrangi and Molkangi pitched in hard—didn't take long.
Leave 'em here, the service picks up and ships.
Encrypted item codes on labels—no one knows I'm selling Molrang Towers.
Sure, bad actors could snoop...
‘Then that courier's blacklisted from hunter biz forever.’
Tiny hunter industry.
One slip, you're done.
Should be fine.
**
Ding!
[Express shipping completed.]
That evening.
Shipping confirmation pinged.
Molrang Tower mass-production phase one: success.
Tons of improvements needed, sure—but that's good news too.
Anyway, success is success.
Satisfied, off to bed.
“Ughhh...”
For some reason, nightmares hit.
Couldn't recall details, but nightmare from hell for sure.
Woke soaked in sticky sweat.
Even with super-pillow Molrangi and Molkangi!
Pale skin flushed red in spots too.
Silver lining: no monster summons.
But in the end, I had to check.
“......Huh?”
Early morning. Opening the rooftop shed for daily fragments.
The moment I flung the door wide.