Chapter 362: The Sprinkled Bait
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Chapter 362
Whoosh!
Yuan Xiao threw a shiny copper coin to the slave guide. ☆→☆→,
The slave guide put away the shiny copper coins with a smile, and led the way to a restaurant by the side of the road.
As soon as the slave guide entered the door, he came to a seat by the window familiarly, and called the waiter to bring up some exquisite food and drinks. The two servings added up to less than one shiny black iron coin. The businessman made it himself.
"Boss, please take a look, here are the common slaves of various merchants."
The slave guide handed over a cardboard-like tablet, "If you need one with a special talent, you have to go to the store to negotiate the price. If it is particularly rare, it will even be auctioned on the spot. At this time, the boss needs my help."
"I have some questions for you."
Yuan Xiao put down the tablet and said calmly.
"Boss, please tell me."
The slave guide realized that this time the boss might not be good to entertain.
"I want to go to an underground world and need some slaves to lead the way."
Yuan Xiao explained, "But I only know some topography and general environment of this world. Can you analyze based on these inferences, which alien races are most likely to be occupied in this underground world."
"This is no problem, but it is impossible to be 100% accurate, and the number may be large."
The slave guide laughed with relief.
Every underground alien slave has a different living environment, and many of them cannot even survive on the surface of the Golden Continent. To capture these slaves for trade, it is natural to first artificially create an environment that allows them to survive.
Having stayed in the slave market for decades, the slave guide thought that his judgment could not be difficult for him.
"Good! The better the answer you give, the more I'll pay you."
Yuan Xiao said seriously, "There are many red swamps in this world, and countless black mutated trees grow on the swamps. The whole world is full of negative element energy, water element energy, earth element energy, and wood-type poison element energy..."
"The conditions are simple, so there are many possibilities."
The slave guide lowered his head to operate his personal optical brain, and it took a long time before he handed Yuan Xiao a list.
"I want all the 196 kinds of underground life of the fourth order."
Yuan Xiao took a look at it and pondered, "Five for each type of male and female. In addition, I want a Hell Slate Demon. The price is not a problem, but the quality must be good. I will wait for you here. The slave market is too messy and I don't like to go in." .”
"Okay, I'll be right back."
The slave guide ate his breakfast in two or three bites, walked out of the restaurant and began to contact various slave shops.
less than half an hour. The slave guide returned to the dining room with a one-foot-sized cage, and uncovered the black cloth covering the cage. The inside was divided into small cages to imprison 196 slaves of different races who had been cast with the shrinking spell.
"Boss, these are all high-quality goods. As for the Hell Slab Demons, they are very rare and will arrive tomorrow. Boss can leave an address, and the slave store can provide door-to-door delivery service early tomorrow morning." The slave guide explained.
"The goods are good, how much is the total?"
Yuan Xiao said indifferently, "The Slate Demon from Hell will be delivered to the Black Forest Hotel tomorrow."
"OK."
The slave guide pushed the cage across the table and reminded, "Nineteen of these slaves need a special living environment. It doesn't matter if they are going to die. If they want to live, they must prepare a suitable living environment as soon as possible."
After the money and goods were cleared, Yuan Xiao left the restaurant and returned to the hotel without stopping.
The slave guide silently tapped on the table and kept thinking...
After thinking about it for a while, in the end he couldn't help but be greedy and started secretly contacting various slave shops to sell the news.
Red swamp, black mutated trees. Plus those special energy ingredients.
The slave guide, who is proficient in information about the underground world, analyzed what kind of underground world it was almost immediately. Before the war of exterminating demons, the magic civilization fought in various worlds, and many of the worlds were occupied and transformed into experimental fields.
From the analysis of those energy types, it is obvious that this world has undergone special transformation.
In a transformed underground world, 90% of the red swamp may be caused by the collapse of the demon's flesh and blood quagmire after countless years. As for the black trees, 99% of them are man-made black intestine wood that absorbs the power of hell to purify the flesh and blood quagmire.
The inner texture of this tree is very similar to an intestine, and it likes to absorb rotten flesh and hell power.
The demon city has existed for these years, and this kind of transformation of the world has been discovered more than once, but the most recent one was thousands of years ago. Thinking of this unexplored treasure world, the slave guide couldn't help but laugh out loud.
If this opportunity is real, maybe he can earn enough resources to become bronze.
If it is fake, it will only lead to death if it deceives many slave traders.
Less than ten minutes. The restaurant with many customers in the slave trading street was cleared. Many slave traders sat around the restaurant and stared at the slave guide. Under tremendous pressure, the slave guide took out a hell slate demon.
"A tithe, or I refuse to speak."
The slave guide pointed to the Hell Slate Demon and gritted his teeth.
"You're not afraid of dying..."
"One-tenth is just a piece of news, don't you be afraid of losing your life?"
"If it's fake, you're dead."
The slave traders threatened one after another, and the slave guide was sweating profusely and refused to let go.
He thought very clearly. As long as he doesn't leave this half-plane of the black tower, no one here dares to do anything to him. If he can get one-tenth of the harvest of transforming the world, he will hide here for the rest of his life and enjoy life.
"Sign the contract!"
The slave guide pushed over the Hell Slate Demon hissed.
Seeing that the slave guide was determined, the slave traders discussed and wrote down their names on the slate.
The Hell Slate Demon looks like a half-flesh slab. Through this hell creature, a contract to go to hell can be signed. This contract power guarded by the will of hell has extremely high effectiveness, and the cost of violating the contract is definitely one-tenth of the price. The payoff is a lot.
Carefully put away the hell slab demon, the hell guide finally happily said the name of the Black Forest Hotel.
After returning to the hotel for less than half an hour, Yuan Xiao already noticed many surveillance personnel outside.
If he didn't have the talent of true destiny to detect evil thoughts, he might not be able to find out that these are at least the monitors of seventh-level professionals. Yuan Xiao carefully placed all kinds of underground aliens in the primitive world so that they could be devoured by substitute masks at any time.
"Taling, you confirm that the man who changed the world cannot enter the bronze powerhouse."
Yuan Xiao looked out the window for the last confirmation.
"Master, absolutely impossible."
Legendary Tower Ling explained, "When I found the coordinates of the plane in the Juggernaut Magic Net, I knew that it was absolutely impossible for this world to accommodate the power of bronze, not even a seventh-level wizard. None allowed."
"Then I can safely use these cannon fodder to explore the way."
Yuan Xiao closed the window and said with a sneer, after all, it is a whole world, and it is too difficult for one person to develop it alone. Once these slave traders know that there is such a world, they will definitely choose to join hands with each other to develop the world with a large number of slaves.
No matter how much these slave merchants invested, they would end up with nothing but money from a bamboo basket.
ps: Thank you Xinghe, Wood Soul, Koala Butcher Kan, and re2010 for your rewards. (To be continued.)