Chapter 273: Chapter 273: Boss, This Isn’t Right!

The King of Corrosion kept scrolling through information on the Magic Net, his expression growing increasingly strange.

Are you kidding me?

He thought trimming donkey hooves was already unbeatable, but then someone released a course on how to survive in the Myriad Mountains after losing supernatural abilities!

Are you serious?

That hellish place was crawling with magical creatures everywhere. You might run into an ant that could kill an ordinary person. Seven random wolves passing by might know wood attribute magic and string you up for a savage beating.

How could anyone possibly survive in a place like that?

The key was that this course actually sold for 8 gold coins, already comparable to a top legendary magician’s basic magic course. And it actually sold several thousand copies...

The King of Corrosion felt like his entire worldview was being reconstructed.

On the Magic Net, the discussion was even bigger than before.

"See, selling courses really does make money!"

"I work myself to death for a whole year, and I feel like I don’t make as much as they make in a single day selling courses."

"A while back, I worked so hard adventuring into a legendary magician’s tomb and only got stuff worth about 30,000 gold coins total. But two days ago, I released a course on finding tombs and made 200,000 gold coins!"

"? So that course teaching people tomb raiding was actually you, kid!"

"What do you mean teaching people tomb raiding? I was teaching people how to find suitable tombs! Doesn’t every family need a tomb?"

"I just released a course on minor magic tricks, basically how to combine spells to make combat last longer. I never expected I’d get a split of 9,000 gold coins! This is just too awesome!"

"No wonder all the major forces jumped in. Selling courses is literally picking up money."

"I originally thought they were idiots for selling knowledge so cheap. Now I realize—it’s cheap, but the volume’s huge. Same result!"

"My application just got approved too. I’m uploading right now. Everyone make sure to check it out in a bit! My course is crucial for every supernatural being. Once you learn it, you’ll have no more worries! Only three gold coins!"

"Honestly, I want to dig my family’s ancestor out of their coffin to record courses! This is what you call a foundation! As long as the knowledge you put out doesn’t become outdated, generations can eat off it forever!"

Countless supernatural beings were going wild.

Countless people with specialized skills were going wild.

Who didn’t crave money?

In this world filled with fantastical things, money could sometimes be life itself.

Never mind anything else—didn’t Grand Magician Drinkwater use 1.5 million gold coins to extend his life, then accomplish all those incredible things?

Even the slowest people had now realized that selling courses could really change your destiny.

And for them, sharing the knowledge they’d mastered was way easier than selling goods through livestreaming and stuff.

Watching what seemed like a huge wave of people about to flood in, the King of Corrosion’s expression became even more complex.

"Whatever. Before the tide of the times, people are just like this. There can’t possibly be only one smart person in this world, right?"

The King of Corrosion sighed. He knew that courses in the video course category would only get more and more numerous and increasingly crazy. His original plan was probably going to fall through. "Let me go check my own results first."

He’d had Black Bone Forest teachers release courses, so naturally he hadn’t stayed idle either.

But when he saw the gold coins and sales numbers in his backend, the King of Corrosion was dumbfounded. His ’Corrosion Magic from Beginner to Legend’ had only sold three copies!

Though corrosion magic wasn’t the most powerful magic in the world, it was definitely one of the most practical, right?

No matter who crossed him, he had the confidence to corrode their ancestral home and magical weapons into nothing. Things that could’ve existed in this world for countless years, under his magic, would be lucky to last a day... How many legendary magicians who couldn’t break through ruins came begging for his help!

He’d personally recorded a video that included everything from the most basic to legendary-level foundational corrosion magic. And it only sold three copies!

"Ahem, um, my lord, is there any possibility that your pricing is just way too high?"

Black Bone Forest’s second-in-command, the number one person under the King of Corrosion, looked at the King of Corrosion and couldn’t help clearing his throat and reminding him.

"I even included legendary magic in there and only charged a measly 10,000 gold coins. Expensive? Which legendary magic isn’t worth this price?" The King of Corrosion looked totally displeased.

"No, um, have you considered your target audience?"

The second-in-command was somewhat helpless. "If it’s someone who’s never been exposed to magic and wants to learn corrosion magic, they absolutely couldn’t come up with 10,000 gold coins. If it’s someone who’s already achieved success with a pretty high level, well, they already have their own system they’ve mastered. Why would they learn corrosion magic?"

"Then what are these three sales?" The King of Corrosion was clearly confused.

"Is there any possibility that there’s a type of person in this world who has so much money they can’t possibly spend it all, and their only joy is collecting more knowledge to store in their family treasury?"

The second-in-command spoke more and more carefully. After finishing, he quickly changed the subject. "I think you should be like Grand Magician Drinkwater and divide the course into several stages. Low-level for 10 gold coins, mid-level for 100 or 500, high-level and legendary each priced separately. That way, a lot of people should choose it..."

While the King of Corrosion fell silent, Viscount Roster was called to the Tech Lab.

Currently developing the Southern Territory, he spent almost every day in busyness.

But after receiving the message, he still immediately chose to go somewhere quiet and enter the Tech Lab.

Because... the one calling him wasn’t human, but... a god!

Moreover, he knew this was a deity who would change the entire world.

"Goddess of Agriculture, God of Nature."

The moment he entered the Tech Lab, Viscount Roster bowed slightly to the two deities, showing appropriate courtesy.

"No need for formality."

The two deities were, you could say, extremely polite to Viscount Roster.

Recently, the seeds and druid potions They’d cultivated had already started spreading across the Southern Territory. Although it wasn’t harvest time yet, They’d already received quite a bit of feedback.

They knew this was just the beginning. As a believer of the God of Technology who was executing all of this, Viscount Roster naturally deserved Their respect.

After briefly discussing the current situation in the mortal realm, Viscount Roster saw there didn’t seem to be much left to chat about and cut straight to the point. "I wonder what the two deities invited me here for? Have you invented some new crops or potions?"