Building My Empire in the Frozen Apocalypse (Riley Carter) novel Chapter 105

Chapter 105 The Clapback

Chapter 105 The Clapback

“Buzz, buzz, buzz-”

Half an hour later, ten brand new Multipurpose Tactical Vests lay neatly folded on the table.

She opened the Server Channel.

The feed was flooded with complaints.

“It’s getting colder out here. When’s this gonna let up?”

“Anyone else noticing the monsters are tougher now?”

“How are we supposed to look for supply crates in this freeze?”

“Starting to feel like this is it…”

“Hang tight, man. Maybe it’ll warm up in a few days.”

Riley drafted a trade listing and pinned it to the top.

“Seller: SpicyBurger

“Item: Fine–grade Multipurpose Tactical Vest

“Stats: +2 Physique, +1 Cold Resistance, includes random bonus attribute

“Purchase options

+20 Free Coins

“1. Bring Your Own Materials: Hardened Leather x2, Cotton ×4 Service fee 40% (paid in equivalent value rare materials/blueprints)

“2. Ready to Wear: No basic resources (wood/stone/metal) accepted. Will trade for special item eards, skill books, rare blueprints, or high–grade food/seeds

“Note: Especially interested in unusual items—will overpay. Don’t like the price? Don’t bother. This isn’t a charity

“Also available: Warm Winter Hat–Cold Resistance +1”

“No way… SpicyBurger’s still around?”

“Watch it. You wanna get blacklisted?”

“My bad, my bad! Please ignore that, boss.”

“+1 Cold Resistance? And extra inventory slots? This is insane gear.”

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Chapter 105 The Claphark

“But… isn’t 40% kind of steep? Wasn’t it 30% before?”

+20 Free Coins

“Some people just don’t get it. You got the blueprint? Can you craft it? This is a monopoly–be glad you can buy your way out of freezing to death.”

While a few grumbled about the cost, most saw it as a chance to survive.

Her inbox blew up immediately.

Riley calmly reviewed the trade offers.

“Trade successful. Received: Intermediate Bandage Blueprint x1”

“Trade successful. Received: Unknown Magic Dust x5”

“Trade successful. Received: Fine Cutlery Set x2”

Even with the extra ten percent bump, survivors desperate to stay alive bit the bullet and paid up.

Amid the flurry of trades, a flashy username suddenly spammed the public channel.

“InvincibleWarrior: Wow, just wow.

“InvincibleWarrior: Here we are, all trying to survive and help each other out, and some people get lucky with a blueprint and decide to profit off everyone’s misery.

“InvincibleWarrior: Charging a fee that’s almost half the item’s worth? And demanding rare items on top of that? Where’s your conscience?

“InvincibleWarrior: Don’t buy from this leech. Server merge is happening soon–real crews are moving in, and these greedy sellers won’t last.”

Riley remembered that name.

Back when the server first launched, he’d been on the leaderboards throwing shade because he was jealous of her ranking. Then he’d dropped off the radar–until now.

“Server merge? What’s he talking about?”

The channel quickly filled with chatter.

“You haven’t heard? She’s just cashing in before everything changes.

“Join Nightfall. Small fee, full protection.”

It was pretty clear this guy had teamed up with Nightfall. But how did he know about the merge? Inside info from the guild?

Riley’s thoughts raced. Now that she thought about it, Nightfall had been involved in every major incident since

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Chapter 105 The Clapback

the dungeon. Something was off.

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