You Didn't Intentionally Set Me Up, Did You?

The system replied, "Only items from the Stone Age and Feudal Era can be taken out. Items from the Industrial Era or Space Age cannot be transferred. Additionally, transferring items requires the payment of silver."

Ronald nodded, understanding the division of technological eras within the "Ring World." However, what was this "permission" all about?

The system explained, "Your current permission level is LV1. To upgrade it, you must complete a series of tasks issued by the system."

"Tasks?" He was caught off guard, a sense of unease rising within him.

Sure enough, the system's voice echoed in his mind: "Ding! The first system task is issued. You need to establish a survival base in the external world within 60 days. The base must house at least 200 people. Completion of the task will reward you with two follower cards and one random gift. Failure will result in immediate erasure of your existence."

"Erasure!?" Ronald's heart sank. He didn't hesitate to respond, "Sorry, I refuse the task."

"Ding! Permission level insufficient. You cannot refuse."

"Damn it!" Ronald's frustration boiled over. He was barely managing to break free from Dongshan City, let alone build a survival base. And with only 60 days to do so? The task was nearly impossible.

After a brief moment of internal conflict, he made up his mind. Turning to Aqiang and Cuihua, he shouted, "Quick! Build three forge stations immediately! Notify everyone to stop what they're doing and start forging steel longswords!"

"Yes, sir!"

The two saluted and quickly disappeared down the hallway.

"System, I need to bring out 255 steel longswords, 255 sets of chainmail, 255 iron bows, 5100 arrows, and 2550 portions of basic food. Calculate the total cost for me!"

Ronald had 255 soldiers in his personal guard. While it wasn't possible to improve their abilities in the short term, equipping them with quality weapons would significantly improve their chances of survival.

"Ding! The items you wish to bring out are from the Feudal Era. According to system rules, transferring Feudal Era items requires an additional cost, doubling the price. The total amount required is 103,128 silver."

"What!?" Ronald jumped in shock. The total was astronomical. Sure, his base had been developing for seven years and was relatively wealthy, but his silver reserves only amounted to 100,000. Now, he was about to go bankrupt for just some cold weapons? This was insane!

"System, are you trying to scam me? I'm just bringing out a few melee weapons and you want 100,000 silver? What if I want to bring out guns and cannons? Are you going to make me sell the entire base?"

The system's voice was as cold as ever: "If the host wishes to transfer items from the Industrial Era, the cost will be five times the price, and you will need to unlock LV2 permissions."

"Five times..."

Ronald decided he wasn't going to entertain the scammy system anymore.

After a moment's hesitation, he didn't head to the central hall to supervise the colonists. Instead, he entered the warehouse, grabbed a large sword, and walked straight to the entertainment hall.

The luxurious entertainment hall was spacious, with a massive screen TV embedded in a silver-plated wall. Rows of alpaca wool chairs were placed in front of the TV for relaxation.

In one corner of the hall, a pool table made entirely of pure gold stood quietly. Four or five jade pool cues were scattered around the table. On the other side of the room, two pure gold chess tables were set up, creating an atmosphere of opulence and extravagance.