Chapter 689 An Unexpected Way to Make Money

Just as Hardy was preparing to attack the city, the scouts found a group of fire imps behind their encirclement, about in the east.

This surprised Hardy.

Most demons do not produce and are used to hunting.

As long as there is a chance, any creature may become their food.

Including their own race.

Of course, there are a few exceptions.

For example, succubi are cannibals in another sense.

Dullahan, they have their own land and military organization to protect themselves, and they mainly survive by absorbing free energy in the air.

And... the lowest level in the demon world, but also the only producer, the fire imp.

And now, the scout team actually found a group of fire imps in a small camp in the north of the city.

There are about a hundred of them, and they can use fireballs.

After more than ten were knocked down by the scout team, the remaining ninety all knelt down and surrendered.

Then Hardy stood in front of these fire imps.

Looking at the fire imps kneeling on the ground, Hardy frowned slightly.

He personally did not have too much hatred for the flame ghosts.

Because this group of little things... are just producers and builders of the demon world.

The flame ghosts can transform all energy-rich materials into a paste. Although they will lose a certain amount of "energy", other races can also eat it.

Moreover, the flame ghosts are architects. Most of the houses in the demon world are built by them.

In essence, this is a group of civilians with little combat power.

"What are you doing here?" Hardy stood in front of them and asked calmly.

A group of flame ghosts were silent, they were just habitually silent.

Hardy was not in a hurry, just watching them quietly.

After a while, an older flame ghost said: "We... are here... farming."

Its fur is silver-white, and the flames on the fur are light blue. It can be seen that it has entered old age.

In the language system of the flame ghosts, there is no word for farming. It can only be expressed by similar words in humans.

"Are you making grain paste?" Hardy asked.

The little flame imp immediately responded: "Yes, this... respected sir."

The little flame imp's human common language became more and more fluent.

"Take me to see."

The old little flame imp stood up, but still lowered his head, not daring to look at Hardy.

And Hardy said to the others: "You continue to watch these little things. If they dare to resist or escape, kill them without mercy."

A dozen scout cavalry surrounded these little flame imps.

Although the little flame imps are demon creatures and can use fireballs with little power to scare civilians, they are useless against these scout cavalry who have participated in several wars with Hardy.

With a dozen of them, they can easily kill all these little flame imps.

The little flame imp took Hardy to a cave.

The cave was very low. If Hardy wanted to go in, he had to crawl in.

"Dear Sir... our ointment fields are inside."

Hadi was stunned for a moment, then asked: "You let me in?"

The little flame ghost shook his head: "No, no, if you have anything to know, just ask me."

"How big is the ointment field inside?"

The little flame ghost thought for a while and said: "It's as big as a hundred tribesmen holding hands and surrounding it."

Hadi thought about the height and arm span of the little flame ghost, and then converted it, and realized that it was about 300 square meters.

It seems that the fields here are not big.

But...those are finished ointment fields, which are the essence.

An area of ​​300 square meters is already very large.

"Take some out and show me."

The little flame ghost went in and quickly went out.

Its hands, like mouse claws, held a ball of ointment that looked like green jelly.

Hadi took a look and smelled the fragrance of grass and trees, and subconsciously asked: "This is not the ointment you usually make."

In his memory, the ointment made by the little flame ghost is dark black and smells bad.

It feels almost the same as poop.

The little flame ghost hurriedly explained: "This world has enough magic power... the food is delicious. The grain paste is also delicious!"

Hadi understood it after hearing this.

Although it is the same processing technology, the raw materials are different, so the finished products are also different.

Hadi called up the system interface, and now he can also "identify" the items in this world.

Green grain paste (fine product)

+20 satiety.

+130MP/hour.

Delicious value: 7.

Hadi was stunned when he saw this effect.

Good stuff.

It can fill the stomach and restore magic value, and the quantity is quite large. Although it is an effect of one hour, compared with the extremely expensive alchemy potion, this thing is worth it.

Because the little flame ghosts can make a big pool of it casually.

Hadi seems to have seen a new way to make money.

Of course...he will not eat this thing.

Because he has been in the demon world for a few days and knows how this thing is made.

The fire imps first swallow the magical substance into their stomachs, let it "ferment" inside for at least three hours, and then spit it out.

During this process, the body of the flame imp will absorb some magic power, and at the same time excrete those unnecessary substances. The remaining nutritious substances will be mixed with magic power, vomited out by them, and stored in the same place.

This process is a little difficult for Hardy to accept.

But... just because he can't accept it doesn't mean that other people can't accept it.

This thing is very delicious. It can fill your stomach and restore magic power. As long as the price is not too expensive, many people will rush to get it.

Hardy looked at the flame imp carefully.

He found that although the other party was old, he was in good spirits, and compared with the flame imps in the demon world, it seemed a little... fat!

But think about it.

The human world has sufficient magic power and abundant materials.

For these flame imps, just eating grass can fill their stomachs, it would be strange if they didn't get fat.

Hardy touched his chin subconsciously, and then asked: "You are my captives now. Are you willing to be my slaves and work for me?"

The flame imp's eyes burst into joy, and he immediately knelt down, holding the green jelly in both hands, raised it high, and said devoutly: "We are willing."

The flame imp knew very well that with the current conflict between humans and demons, it would be a special favor for humans not to kill them after they were captured.

What's wrong with being a slave? It's still a slave in the demon world anyway.

In the human world, at least you can eat well.

Hadi nodded with satisfaction, took the flame imp back to the place just now, and said to the surrounding scout cavalry: "Take them back one kilometer and keep an eye on them. Remember, they are very important. Part of our future pensions and retirement benefits will fall on them."

The human cavalry, who were originally a little disdainful of these flame imps, immediately had their eyes shining.

Money... Anyone who is human will like it.