Tower Lords: Starting With an EX-Rank Gacha

Chapter 8: Scam Alert

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Chapter 8: Scam Alert

William sat crouched, eyeing the Bloom flowers with shameless greed. Three hundred of them, if he sold each for just 1 TP, he’d be rolling in TP.

But before he could get rich, he needed to know when they’d bloom again. The tower status said nothing related to that. Not finding a clue, he called out, "Rollie! When will these flowers bloom again?"

[I can’t say exactly when they’ll bloom. Either you’ll need to upgrade the tower core, or they’ll pop back up after a certain number of days.]

Seeing even Rollie didn’t know, he scoffed, "What do you mean you can’t tell? Aren’t systems supposed to know everything?"

[I’m a gacha system, not a gardening app. Hmph!]

[Some tower cores are unique. They’ve hidden info and traits. Like Luminara’s blessing, which made your luck positive, despite not being listed in the tower status.]

William just shook his head, not wanting to waste another Chapter with her. He had bigger shit to worry about.

Since he had no clue when the flowers would bloom again, selling them all was out. He needed some for himself, too. If it took a month for them to regrow, he’d be screwed. After thinking it over, he decided to sell 30 of each.

He shrugged. "Well, I can always sell more later if I need to. Pretty sure they won’t wither away. Now, let’s see how much these things go for in the regional chat."

The mention of the regional chat made something click in his head, he’d forgotten about his friends, Dante and Archie. Panic hit as he muttered,

"Oh... Shit... Shit... SHIT, I completely forgot about those two idiots. No clue if they’ll even be in the same region, both those shitheads worked in different cities. If by some miracle they are, I’ll send them some flowers for being late."

"Ah! And there’s Dante’s mom, too. She’s probably in my region, since she lives in the same city as me."

After that, he opened the regional chat from his status panel. A larger panel popped up, with a placeholder in the center.

[Enter your name that would be shown in chat]

"Just use my name. I’m not going with ’gacha-lord’ or any of that overused cringe."

[Username: William Hart]

[Connecting with Region #19201]

As soon as he entered, a clean UI popped up with three options.

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General Chat (View)

Private Chat (View)

Regional Market (View)

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He went straight to private chat to look for Dante and Archie. There was a name search option at the top, and right next to it, the number of lords in the region, 100,000.

With billions of lords split into groups of 100,000, there was no damn way they’d be in his region. But he searched anyway, trying every name he could think of. As expected, no sign of them.

He wasn’t worried, though. He’d already given them the rundown before coming here, and they weren’t idiots who’d get themselves killed doing something stupid.

Next, he searched for Dante’s mom, found her instantly. Her real name was Julia, but for whatever reason, she’d gone with ’Dante’s Mom.’ Maybe she thought it’d be easier for him to spot her that way. He sent her a text request.

Now that his friend’s mom was here, she was his problem. He’d give her a bit of advice and a few Bloom flowers.

After that, he hopped into general chat, hoping to pick up something useful. The second he entered, a flood of messages hit him.

’Don’t worry, guys. My dad’s a famous psychologist. Before we came here, he said it’s all just a collective dream.’

’Dude, check the regional market. Someone’s got a technology-based talent—he’s actually fucking selling nukes.’

’Please help me, I’m 22, hourglass and a virgin.’

’I got naked goblins as my troops. I’m dying just seeing them uncensored.’ 𝒇𝒓𝙚𝒆𝔀𝓮𝓫𝒏𝓸𝙫𝓮𝓵.𝓬𝙤𝙢

’I got titans as my troops. Whoever sends me T.P., I’ll help them in the future.’

’Baby have you eaten anything?’

’Scam alert. Don’t buy pussy juice in the market. It’s just some son of a bitch selling his pee.’

He lingered in general chat for a few minutes. Most of it was pure nonsense, people joking around, even with a real chance of dying in three days. Still, he managed to dig up a few useful bits.

First, each summon cost 10 T.P., and you couldn’t summon a troop with a higher rank than your tower core.

Second, nobody from Earth could be called here. Everyone would have to deal with the gaping generation hole left after 2.8 billion people got transported into this place.

Lastly, when you call the tower merchant, a rabbit shows up wearing a black tuxedo.

Done with that nonsense, he closed general chat and opened the regional market. "Time to get some TP to fill the rabbit’s pockets," he muttered.

The regional market loaded up with thousands of items. He scrolled through, eyeing the offers for anything actually useful he might buy later.

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Item: Explosive disco ball

Effect: At first, it looks like an ordinary shiny ball, but when it explodes, it is powerful enough to kill a Tier 1 (Low) enemy.

Available: 12/20

T.P: 10

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Item: Crude Dagger (Common)

Effect: A simple dagger snatched from my goblin troop.

Available: 2/8

T.P: 12

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Item: Water (100ml)

Effect: Nothing special—just pure spring water.

Available: 5,500/10,000 ml

T.P: 1

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Item: Wood (100)

Effect: For upgrading the Tower Core.

Available: 650/1000

T.P: 2

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A single troop summon cost 10 TP, which set the standard for all other item prices. If something was more useful than a Tier One (Low) troop, it was priced higher.

Resources were available too, but since he didn’t need them right now, he scrolled up to check out the pricier stuff.

He found a few spears and a machete, each priced around 12 to 15 TP. At the very top, though, a freshly listed item caught his eye. It wasn’t a weapon, and it wasn’t anything that would help in the tower trial.

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Item: Sexy Lace Tong (Red)

Effect: Personally worn by an OnlyFaz Top 10 Model

Available: 1/1

T.P: 35

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Within seconds, some horny bastard snatched it up. William shook his head and muttered, "Even at the end of the world, these fuckers would still be jerking off while dying."

"Nothing worth buying here. Time to list my Bloom flowers. What I am seeing, they would sell easily at 2 TP each."

He hit the ’list item’ option at the top and started filling in the details. When he tried to confirm, nothing happened. He tried again, same result. Rollie chimed in, clearly enjoying his stupidity.

[Dear, use some brains. You think buyers are going to show up and pick the flowers themselves?]

[Store whatever you want to sell in your inventory first.]

William cringed at his own stupidity. Without a word, he started plucking flowers, exactly 30 of each, then stored them in his inventory. Tried the listing again, and this time it worked.

He knew it’d take a while for the flowers to sell, so he wandered over to the Luminara tree to get some rest. After all, he’d been dumped here at midnight and had been running on nothing but pure fantasy adrenaline ever since.

As he got close to the tree, he wondered, ’What kind of abilities do fairies even have? I can’t fight those climbers alone, and I promised to make them the strongest race. I need backup, even if they’re weak as hell right now.’

He eyed the thick branches and lush green leaves overhead and muttered, "Not like it’ll kill me to summon just one troop, right? Costs only 10 TP. All I’ve got to say is ’Summon Troops.’"

No sooner had he spoken than Rollie popped up with a notification.

[Please specify the number of troops.]

"Just one for now."

The moment the words left his mouth, a low melodic hum came from the Luminara tree. From beneath its branches, a tiny figure appeared, barely the size of his palm.

Seeing it, he said, "That’s some damn adorable troop for a hell hole like this."

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