Chapter 305 Blood Crystal

Besero was irritated. The human in front of him was unreasonable. He just wanted to make a good deal. He even took the lead in increasing the stakes. Doesn't this human understand reason at all? !

As for Mu Hua, it is impossible for him to exchange his windbreaker for the plague virus, and the words of the demon merchant just now clearly seemed to be a test.

However, if the virus is combined with the treatment serum, the value of the plague rotten flesh extract will increase exponentially.

Well, although the serum can only guarantee that one person is safe, the others will still die, but regardless of the value, at least the pressure is much less when it is released, right?

Of course, while the pressure is reduced, this thing can't be thrown around, or it seems that there is no place to throw it.

No matter where you throw it, if people know about it, it seems that you will become a big sinner who everyone shouts and beats in a minute.

Mu Hua has no delusion of being persecuted now. He is not very interested in this self-destruct virus, but if there is a serum, Kunna's safety factor will be greatly improved.

Although it is still a very bad self-destruct virus, and even if you want it to work, you have to find someone to poison it first. . .

"Master, you can show it the Philosopher's Stone." Tuesday's voice rose in his heart, and Mu Hua's expression froze.

Usually Tuesday always attaches to Mu Hua's soul, and it is normal to be able to communicate with him spiritually, but she holds the Philosopher's Stone very tightly.

"Give it the Philosopher's Stone? Is it okay? And you actually let me use the Philosopher's Stone?" Mu Hua silently thought in his heart.

"The demon merchant is special. If it believes that you have a lot of Philosopher's Stone, it should not harm you."

"A demon merchant is very valuable to you, and the most important thing is that this is a young demon merchant."

"I don't mind you using the Philosopher's Stone in exchange for more beneficial value, I just don't like you wasting the Philosopher's Stone on those bitches." Tuesday's voice rose again in his heart.

Mu Hua didn't know much about the demon merchant, but out of trust in Tuesday, Mu Hua still put away the potion bottle in his hand.

"Can it block monitoring?" Mu Hua asked the impatient Besero.

"Well? This... This is not good, right?" Besero hesitated slightly, looked around, and looked at the sky again. He seemed to be resistant, but he probably wasn't afraid of what Mu Hua would do to him.

"Hehe, I thought you were really not afraid of anything." Observing Besero's actions, Mu Hua shook his head and smiled.

"It's not a question of fear or not, I just don't want to cause misunderstandings. I don't like unnecessary consumption. Besero is a businessman and doesn't want to cause trouble." Besero said as a matter of course.

But it seemed to be completely unaware that it had been causing trouble since it took out the plague demon rotten flesh extract.

After asking Mu Hua's name and confirming that Mu Hua wanted to continue the transaction, Mu Hua didn't want people around him to know the details of the transaction, which also aroused Besero's interest.

The refraction of light obscured the visual observation, and the sound from the outside world became vague and unclear.

It seemed like a circle of translucent frosted glass appeared out of thin air, and Besero created a space around it that blocked the senses.

From the outside, Mu Hua and Besero seemed to be surrounded by a circle of translucent glass, and their figures became blurred shadows.

Mu Hua reached out to touch it, and the surrounding screen walls were illusory and unreal, but they had no defensive effect.

"Okay, young human, you give me a very special feeling, and you seem to have a lot of good things."

"Now, the outside world can't detect our communication, including the airship in the sky. Even if someone observes with the true eye, we will find it immediately."

"So, what will you take out?"

"National secrets? Human innovative technology? Or some strange materials?"

"Although I think that bottle of abyss magic mist is more attractive, but if it's interesting, Besero will give you a suitable estimate." Besero said to Mu Hua.

The sounds from the outside world seemed to be blocked. Mu Hua looked around curiously. The grade of this magic should not be high, but he had never swiped out the skill stone of this magic.

Perhaps it was a composite spell. Although some inherent magic was swiped out with the skill stone, because he had never been exposed to high-level magic, Mu Hua did not understand much about the deep application of magic spells. For the time being, he was still not very good at analyzing and combining unknown magic.

"Demon Blood Crystal, are you interested?" Retracting his gaze, Mu Hua did not take out the Philosopher's Stone, but took out a Blood Crystal first and handed it to Besero.

"Huh? Haha, usually only humans come to us to buy Blood Crystals. Some stupid humans even try to absorb Blood Crystals to become demons. Let me see."

Although he was laughing, there was no smile on Besero's face. As if he couldn't hold back his impatience, Besero took the Blood Crystal, his face was full of mockery, and there was also a bit of disappointment.

Under the abundant light, Besero's dark eyes actually glowed with a faint fluorescence, as if he was staring at her with malice, probably using some kind of detection ability.

"Bishemo, unfortunately, this bloodline has no value." After a brief observation, Besero threw the bloodline crystal back to Mu Hua, even with disgust on his face.

Bishe Demon can be understood as the ghoul in conventional cognition, at least in appearance and behavior pattern, it is similar to a barbaric and cruel low-level demon, and also cannon fodder in the demon battlefield.

"What about these?" Ignoring Besero's disdain, Mu Hua handed two blood crystals to Besero again.

"Radiali, a fraud demon who only knows how to flatter. Well, the claw demon, too ordinary."

"Were you deceived by a despicable businessman? Or did you find a way to refine the blood of demons?"

"General blood crystals are of little value in hell. If there are claw demons, baran demons, etc., well, if you save more, you can sell them to demons who want to form lower-level legions, but the market is not good."

"If you only have these, it will disappoint Besero." Besero was a little angry and even threw the two blood crystals directly to the ground.

"Baran demon's blood is not valuable?" Without paying attention to Besero's actions, Mu Hua picked up the blood crystals on the ground with the hand of a mage.

"You want to talk about necromancers? Not all Balang demons are good at necromancy."

"Haha, young man, it seems that you haven't been on the battlefield much. Those boastful and jealous fools are much more likely to become berserkers than necromancers." Besero said mockingly, and then his expression became playful.

"It seems that you can refine demon blood?" Besero tried, and seeing that Mu Hua did not comment, Besero shook his head.

"Instead of refining demon blood, I suggest that you refine demon blood essence. This is a kind reminder for your potential to become a high-quality customer."

"There is no shortage of demons in hell. Only demon blood above high positions has a market, but it is too wasteful. Refining their blood is even worse than cutting them into pieces and selling them as meat, haha." Besero laughed strangely.

Facing Besero's three-point advice and seven-point ridicule, Mu Hua nodded silently.

These blood crystals are byproducts of his smelting demons. Of course, in addition to the ones he showed Besero, Mu Hua also had blood crystals of sirens, naga, hellhounds, blue-winged demons, and even a few unformed Xinneng Valley demon worms.

Those were obtained by fishing out demons from the smelting abyss. Perhaps in the future he can get blood crystals of big demons, spider demons, and medusa.

According to Besero, the price of demon blood crystals must not be too high.

But Mu Hua didn't care. He had already thought about it. He planned to get some demon eggs. He planned to raise little demons on the Abyss Island.

He would feed those blood crystals to them later. No matter whether they were trained from childhood or killed and smelted after evolution, they would all be used as surplus value.

He stopped thinking about the problem of blood crystals. Before Besero got annoyed, Mu Hua pinched a unit of Philosopher's Stone with his fingers and stretched it in front of Besero.

"How about this thing?" Mu Hua asked.

The Philosopher's Stone was a small one, even smaller than a mung bean, but after just a glance, Besero's expression changed in shock, and his original impatient look was instantly replaced by desire.

"Philosopher's Stone? You really have it, give it to me! Let me see it! I want to see it!"

As if he had completely let go of his guard against Mu Hua, Besero, whose height was only as high as Mu Hua's waist, rushed to Mu Hua's side, jumping and trying to grab Mu Hua's raised right hand, but Mu Hua dodged it.

Philosopher's Stone, Besero never thought that he could see the Philosopher's Stone in the hands of humans.

Not to mention humans, he was just a little devil, and as a demon merchant, his qualifications were also very shallow. Even in hell, he never thought that a demon would use the Philosopher's Stone to trade with him.

At this time, Besero prayed in his heart, and the only prayer in his heart was that he hoped that Mu Hua would not have only such a Philosopher's Stone in his hand. (End of this chapter)