HUDSON EMPIRE BUILDING SYSTEM

FIRST TRADE

"Oh, my God!" He screamed out loud. A few people that were passing by turned around to look at him, and he quickly covered his mouth.

This place is beautiful, but the people here are dressed like prehistoric people. How do I go about making my first sale here? He wondered. He walked down the street and looked around the street; he noticed that all the structures of buildings they had were very old and outdated.

I can’t believe such a world exists; this is amazing. With this system, I can definitely turn my life around in the modern world and become as rich as I want, he thought with a huge smile on his face.

"Bring the magical match over here, boy!" A deep, manly voice screamed from beside Hudson. He turned to look at the man who yelled. A boy who looked like he was about ten years old ran over to where the man was. "Sir, we ran out of the magical match," the boy said.

"What the hell! How am I supposed to light up this firewood now? You should have told me we ran out of it sooner." The man said it in a rumbling tone. The boy stepped backward with fear written all over his face. "You are so incompetent!" The man yelled as he raised his back hand and attempted to hit the boy. Seeing what was about to happen, Hudson quickly grabbed the man’s hand and stopped him from hitting the boy.

"Calm down, sir; there is no need for you to hit the boy; why don’t you just buy another magical match?" Hudson asked calmly, staring into the man’s eyes.

"Buy another? And who do you think you are to stop me from disciplining my slave? You don’t even look like you are from this village," the man bombarded him with questions as he analyzed Hudson from head to toe.

"I am not from here, but that doesn’t mean you should hit the boy over some matches," he replied boldly.

"Some matches? The magical match cost 200 gold coins for one box, and that’s the only box of matches we have left; there is no other means for me to set this firewood on fire," the man said with a huge frown.

What? 200 gold coins? That’s like 16,000 dollars in the modern world, right system? Hudson asked.

"Yes, that’s correct," the system answered.

Oh my gosh, 16,000 dollars for a box of matches? That’s crazy! system, is that really the only means of getting fire they have? Hudson inquired.

"Yes, that’s correct," the system answered in his mind.

"Okay," Hudson took off his backpack and looked at the man. "Sir, I have a solution for you to get fire," Hudson said calmly as he took out a blue lighter out of his backpack and showed it to the man.

"What is this?" The man asked raising an eyebrow. He was confused as to what he was looking at.

"This is a lighter; it can help you light as many fires as you want, and it lasts for more than six months," Hudson explained, holding the lighter in front of the man.

"Are you serious? And how does it function?" The lighter Hudson was holding had a white button at the side that, once you pressed it, would bring out fire from the front. Hudson pushed the button, and fire came from the top.

The man’s eyes and mouth opened wide. "Holy bullocks! What the hell!" He screamed.

"What type of magic is that?" He asked, raising an eyebrow. Hudson knew that it wasn’t magic, and he didn’t want to tell the man how and where he got the lighter, because the amusement on the man’s face just showed that he would be interested in buying it, which would probably bring in more customers for him to sell it to.

Hudson had to think on the spot about the lie he would tell the man. "It is not magic; I invented the lighter myself," Hudson answered.

"So, how much are you selling it for? Since you said it can last up to six months, then I am interested in purchasing it," the man said calmly, staring into Hudson’s eyes.

I have to be considerate of the price, so that I can probably sell more in the future, Hudson thought.

"I will sell it to you for 100 gold coins," Hudson replied, boldly staring at the man.

"That’s a fair price; I will buy it from you," the man replied. He told the small boy who was standing behind Hudson to go and bring 100 gold coins from inside the shop.

A few moments later, the boy came out with a small brown bag. He handed the bag to the man, and the man handed it over to Hudson.

"That is the 100-gold coin," he said calmly. After that, Hudson handed the lighter over to the man. Hudson opened the brown bag, peeped into it, and saw the coins shining inside. He raised his head to look at the man with a bright smile.

"My name is Hudson, by the way, and it’s nice doing business with you," Hudson said as he extended his hand for a handshake.

"Same here; my name is Atticus," the man replied as he shook Hudson’s hand.

"If this lighter turns out to be what you said it is, and I want to get more, how do I get in contact with you? Because I can tell you are not from here," Atticus said.

"You don’t have to worry; I will come and check on you myself," Hudson replied. After that, he bid Atticus and the little boy farewell, and he walked away and continued walking down the street.

Hudson was still fascinated by the city; he still couldn’t believe that such a place existed. I just passed my first mission, he thought.

Suddenly, a white screen appeared in front of him. [Mission 1 completed]

[Empire building level: Level 1]

[You are now rewarded with 50 gold coins.]

A small blue bag that was tied around the mouth with a rope landed on the ground in front of Hudson.

Hudson opened the bag and looked inside to see that gold coins were inside; a bright smile curled across his lips. This system was being serious about rewarding me with coins anytime I passed a mission, he thought.

[You are going to be transmitted back into the modern world in 30 minutes; find a safe place for the transmission.]

Hearing that Hudson kept the two bags of gold coins inside his backpack. Where is a safe place around here? He wondered as he looked around. He noticed a dark corner that was in between two buildings. That would be a safe spot. But I still have 30 minutes before the transmission. I think I need to use part of that time to explore this city, and even asked the name of this city, he thought. He swiftly set a timer on the wristwatch that he was wearing.

Hudson continued walking down the street as he saw a middle-aged man walking in his direction; the man was wearing a brown gown that covered his body all the way to his legs. "Excuse me, sir," Hudson called out. The man halted and asked, "How may I be of help?"

"Please, I am new in this city; I would like to know the name of the city; can you please tell me?" Hudson answered. Even though he felt awkward about asking the name of the city, he still hoped to get an answer.