Building My Empire in the Frozen Apocalypse (Riley Carter) novel Chapter 228

Chapter 228 The Warning

“And honestly, I’ve already cleared out most of the woods near my camp. The next grove is a long trek away.”

Riley nodded. “People tend to ignore potential risks when faced with massive short-term profits. A 100% return is enough to make anyone lose their mind.”

It wasn’t just the Region Channel.

Riley tapped into the “Region 8 Survivors” group chat.

This group of about a hundred people was the elite who had survived the merger.

Usually, they were helpful and rational.

But today, even this group was buzzing with a frantic energy.

“Random_A: Dammit, I couldn’t hold back. Sold half my stock for some blueprints. I feel like I just doubled my net worth.”

“Frostwolf: I moved some too. The offer was too good to pass up. Not selling felt like losing money.”

“Nobody: But… if you sell all the wood, what are you going to burn tonight?”

“FlyingBeard: Just keep a little bit. We can always chop more tomorrow. It’s not like the wastes are running out of dead trees. As long as you’re not lazy, hitting a few hundred units a day is easy.”

Most in the group shared the “I’ll just chop more tomorrow” mindset.

To them, wood was a renewable resource. As long as you had the strength, it was everywhere.

Thus, swapping it for “valuable” blueprints and gear while the price was inflated seemed like the smart move.

Only a few stayed level-headed.

“MooMoo: Everyone, be careful. Wood isn’t just fuel; it’s a repair material for your shelter. If… and I mean if, the spawn rate for trees drops or the mobs get too thick to farm, you’re dead without a stockpile. Be rational. One mistake in the wastes is your last.”

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MooMoo’s advice was solid, but it was quickly drowned out by the cheers of the “money-

makers.”

“Random_A: MooMoo, you’re too conservative. It’s just wood; go out and cut it.”

“Random_B: Man, I wish I’d pulled more coal from chests. Coal is skyrocketing now-it’s trading for over 2.5 times its original gear-value.”

“FlyingBeard: Haha, I got lucky. I saved quite a bit of coal. I’m waiting for the peak to dump it. The ratio is just too tempting.”

Watching the chat, Riley let out a quiet sigh.

This was human nature.

The Golden Rose’s “boiling the frog” tactic was masterfully executed. They didn’t need to force anyone; they just pumped the price and let greed convince the players to trade their life jackets for gold coins.

“Riley, should we say something in the chat?”

TartKing looked worried. “We all get along pretty well. It would be a shame to see them get screwed.”

Riley pondered for a moment.

She couldn’t save everyone, only those who wanted to be saved. If she jumped in now and called it a conspiracy, the people currently “making bank” would probably just accuse her of trying to block their path to wealth.

Still, the Region 8 vets had bled together.

“Give them a nudge. But don’t be too blunt about it.”

“On it!”

With Riley’s approval, TartKing posted a message in the group.

“TartKing: Hey guys… it’s great to make some profit. But in the wastes, the environment shifts fast.”

“Tart King: You should probably keep at least a few weeks’ worth of fuel in reserve. Only sell the excess. If a Super Blizzard hits and you can’t leave the house, all the blueprints in the world

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Chapter 228 The Warning

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won’t start a fire. This price spike is suspicious. Watch your supply lines and keep a backup plan.”

Tart King was seen as a high-tier veteran in the group, so they usually gave her face.

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