Emperor of Arcane

Chapter 651 No one can stop the drow from giving us money! (8000)

Of course, even in the underground world with very rich reserves of rare metals, the reserves of fine gold are relatively small, and not every drow city-state has mineral veins.

Every transaction led by Sera cannot have an astonishing profit of more than 8,000 times.

However, any kind of rare metal has a price of hundreds of gold coins per gram, and the profit is more than a thousand times, which is simply more satisfying than robbery.

The more important point is that as long as Sera spreads the word, someone will automatically send money to her door.

There are only two things she has to do:

Show your strength, flex your muscles.

Transport large amounts of food and keep it safe.

Not only can it dispel some unrealistic ideas of drow, but it can also show their own strength and prestige.

Sera thought very clearly that since she has taken on the banner of the Mistress of Azshara City, she must stand firm, stand firm, and strike ruthlessly.

If you don't chop off thousands of heads, you probably won't be able to scare the greedy drow.

Sera thinks quickly and has many things on her mind. She is already thinking about expansion and stability issues after her strength is improved.

For these drow elves, the issue of trade has just begun.

"I have 472 jackals, and I want to exchange them all for food..."

"I have 56 ogres, including two ogre warriors, and I need to replace them all with food..."

"I have 1,762 kobolds, including 4 kobold wizards. I think they should be counted as magical creatures..."

"I have 87 tauren. I think this price is too low. It needs to be at least 1,000 times more appropriate..."

"I have 742 Snow Spirit Grasses here. I think they cost at least 30,000 times the price..."

"1 kilogram of fine gold is ready to be exchanged for 3,500 tons of grain..."

"500 grams of mithril, I need 900 tons of grain..."

"..."

As soon as someone started to raise the price, other greedy drows were naturally not far behind.

Sera had already thought that these guys would definitely bargain.

But she showed extraordinary calmness and magnanimity.

They allowed these guys to keep talking and only gave Farmiel a look to bargain quickly.

Faced with a pair of wolf-like eyes, Famil, who had received professional training, couldn't help but exhale secretly.

She suppressed the thoughts in her heart and glanced at Cui Xisi who was about to sneak away. Suddenly her eyes lit up and she immediately said:

"You come with me, you haven't gotten your reward yet."

When Cui Xisi heard this, she wanted to run away, but she noticed the looks from around her and didn't dare to have such an idea at all.

The resentment in her heart almost broke through the sky, and she put on a surprise smile on her face and walked over as if she had resigned herself to her fate.

She faced the sneer face of the drow elf and spoke quickly and neatly:

"Your Excellency has a total of 247 tauren. How many tauren soldiers are there among them that can participate in the battle?"

The smile froze slightly, and the drow immediately put on a serious face. Just as he was about to threaten her harshly, he saw Gartel's burly figure standing quietly behind Trixis.

Those cold and appraising eyes made the drow commander shiver involuntarily.

"How could this human being possess such terrifying strength?"

"If he wants, he can even kill me instantly!"

The drow was very accurate in reading people. When he met Trixis's calm eyes, he slowed down his tone and continued to fight for his own interests:

"Although there are only 50 tauren warriors, the remaining ones are all cubs and fertile females, and their value is also not low."

Cui Xisi naturally knew that she was already hated by the other party. Thinking of the resentment of the large number of drow elves behind her, she could only pray silently in her heart.

I hope this Mistress Sera is really different!

Otherwise, Cui Xisi doubted that she would never survive tonight.

She couldn't help but cheer up. Since it was unavoidable, she could only show higher value and not become a pawn that was abandoned casually.

Even if she is a chess piece, she must be the most useful one!

"That was true a month ago, but it's different now. I think the tauren warriors can get 750 times the food, and the others can only get 420 times..."

"The point is now, isn't it?"

Although he was still a little unhappy, the drow were not willing to drag it out any longer.

The price offered by Azshara City is already 30% higher than Suramar.

This deal must be completed as soon as possible!

So, the drow commander agreed, but took one last deep look at Trixis, preparing to keep her in his heart.

Cui Xisi was indifferent and immediately started negotiating the second deal.

To Farmil's expectation, Cuisi knew the market price very well.

The judgment of the psychological price of drow is also quite accurate.

Often the price can be negotiated in two or three meetings.

Famil, who felt surprisingly relaxed, quickly completed the first transaction.

The drow who received the transaction voucher and confirmed that Farmir had paid the transaction tax to Suramar happily handed over more than 200 tauren slaves.

The underground area of ​​the accommodation complex.

It was a large area of ​​cages specially designed to hold slaves, and Sera directly rented a large area.

Jean Gatel sent a small group of Catachan warriors to guard it, and also sent adventurers to patrol and be vigilant.

Never think that Suramar is safe inside!

Drow elves have always believed in assassination and conspiracy!

As long as they are not "seen" or "caught", conspiracy and crime do not exist!

Although Sera is not afraid of the drow's methods, she does not want to cause trouble.

Sera was quite pleasantly surprised by Trixis's performance.

Not only does she know all kinds of drow very well, she is also a good trader, and she is also very smart.

Thinking of the territory's desire for talents, Sera was naturally moved.

The entire transaction process lasted an afternoon.

Serra received a total of nearly 30,000 slaves.

The most valuable among them are the more than 200 ogres, more than 800 tauren, and more than 2,000 special slaves of various types.

The total weight of the slaves was approximately 3,000 tons.

Sera paid a total of 30 times the price for a total of 90,000 tons of grain.

It only cost 9,000 gold coins in total!

According to statistics from the Gulf Territory, these more than 30,000 slaves can generate profits of more than 1 million gold coins for the Gulf Territory every year.

Calculating the total value over a 10-year period, it can reach 10 million gold coins!

Even though most of these slaves sold by the drow elves have various problems.

In the next battle, they will either be unable to play a role, or their role will be limited, and some will even be held back.

But for the Gulf Territory, such slaves are easier to train and re-educate.

And, this is only part of the harvest.

What makes Sera even more happy is naturally the various materials provided by the drow elves.

Nearly 30 kilograms of various high-quality rare metals worth more than 15 million gold coins.

There are only 5 tons of high-quality magic plants, each gram is worth 5 gold coins, which is worth about 7.5 million gold coins.

The purchase of rare metals cost 70,000 tons of food, and the purchase of high-quality magic plants cost 30,000 tons of food.

The value of 100,000 tons of grain is only 10,000 gold coins in total!

The food of 90,000 gold coins was exchanged for a profit of 32.5 million gold coins!

More than 1,700 times the return!

The right time, right location, and materials are all indispensable!

Encountering such good luck, Sera quickly issued new orders to the dungeon managers to prepare supplies, and then continued to give the adventurers a new task of transporting supplies.

For each drow who completes the transaction, Sera will also give a subtle reminder when they leave.

"You have all become partners of Azshara City."

"If you need other supplies, you can also contact us."

"In addition to food, we have many supplies needed for the war effort."

"As for the space equipment for storing supplies, we will give it to everyone for free."

Most of the drow chose to believe what Sera said.

The reason is simple. A powerful mistress who can produce nearly 200,000 tons of food in one breath must have a very powerful city, maybe even several.

Although such a mistress is rare, it is not unheard of among the many strange drow elves.

Moblesso City, which calls on everyone to join in the battle, is a very clear example.

Moreover, whether it is the powerful magical weapons and equipment Sera wears, or the slaves under her command who have strong combat capabilities, they are enough to illustrate her strength and energy.

Perhaps, this Mistress Sera saw the opportunity of this war and prepared a large amount of supplies to expand her strength and troops.

Yes, the vast majority of drow elves still believe that Thera came to Suramar to seize the opportunity to acquire a large number of slaves.

They take it for granted that Mother Sera, who owns a huge territory, can support these slaves who cannot immediately participate in the battle.

Many drow were a little moved by Sera's vague "deal".

Now, they are about to face a very difficult battle.

If a batch of war supplies can be obtained from Sera, then at least in terms of saving one's life, one is basically sure.

Of course, compared to these inferior slaves and raw materials, the war materials sold by Sera must be more expensive.

But for the drow who have a long life, as long as they get through this difficult time, there are many slaves to help them collect all kinds of wealth.

After calculating the profits, Sera glanced at Farmir who was also shocked, turned around with a smile, and said to the silent Trixis:

"You are very useful to me!"

After hearing this, Cui Xisi finally let go of her high heart.

But she soon felt greater pressure. The more she came into contact with Sera, the more she understood how "powerful" she was.

Controlling so much food and supplies speaks for itself.

Sera didn't waste any more time and said to Cuisi with a smile:

"Take her to see our supplies so that she can feel confident."

"Also, deal with those blind fools so they don't bother us."

"Alert those guys, get ready for a fight."

"The deal is just incidental. We need to join the fight and have more say."

After hearing this, Famil nodded in surprise and said to Cuisi beside her:

"Let's go, your contribution will be great this time, there will be many surprises!"

surprise?

The surprise is big enough now!

Looking at the dim light in the distance, Trixis walked behind Farmir.

She could vaguely feel that something was wrong with this tall, slender drow.

But noticing the dozen or so burly Catachan warriors following behind her, Trixis decisively abandoned her other thoughts.

These Catachan warriors looked unremarkable, but in fact they gave her a very dangerous feeling.

There were not many people in the entire Suramar City who could put such pressure on her.

In a daze, Trixis walked out of Suramar City.

As soon as she left the city gate, Cui Xisi immediately became alert. She could vaguely feel that someone was already staring at her.

That sense of threat like a thorn in the back made Cuisi wary.

She looked at Famil who was standing aside as if nothing had happened, originally thinking that she didn't notice anything.

Unexpectedly, Farmiel winked at her gently.

This sudden playful expression immediately stunned Cui Xisi.

"Have they been prepared?"

Trixis recalled what Sera said to Farmir just now, vaguely understood something, and continued to follow pretending as if nothing had happened.

They walked about 2 kilometers.

Leaving the light of Suramar City, he entered the dark underground world.

Those guys hiding in the dark finally couldn't help but jump out.

Dense shadow arrows flew over.

Just as Trixis was about to dodge, she saw that the more than ten Catachan warriors around her did not move. Only the two at the front rushed forward to meet the flying arrows.

Ding! Ding! Ding!

Trixis only saw a series of flashing sparks, and only one or two flying arrows remained.

Farmir, who was standing next to her, waved his hand, and a glowing magic shield blocked everyone.

Noticing the scimitar that Trixis had pulled out, Famil didn't feel any nervousness. Instead, he comforted her and said:

"Don't worry, we will definitely keep you safe."

As soon as Farmiel finished speaking, Cuisi heard a shrill scream coming from the distance.

Only then did she notice that the two Catachan warriors who had just rushed out had disappeared from sight.

"It's the voice of the drow!"

"Are they that strong?"

"More than 10 drow hunters were killed. The intervals between battles were very short, and they had almost no power to resist..."

"They have been prepared for a long time..."

"Azshara City? I've never heard of it before..."

"..."

Trixis, who had keen hearing, looked at the two returning Catachan warriors in a daze.

There were no wounds on the body, not even blood stains. If they hadn't been holding two drows wailing in their hands, Trixis would never have imagined the battle they just had.

Just when Trixis was restless, Farmir walked up quickly and waved to the two drows who were wailing.

Their screams stopped immediately, as if the pain had disappeared, and their expressions became blank.

Seeing this scene, Cui Xisi subconsciously clenched the handle of the knife.

The skill that Farmir displayed casually was "instantaneous casting" + "multiple casting" that she had never expected.

This is at least a senior spellcaster at the pinnacle of high level!

Cui Xisi was extremely lucky. Fortunately, she had always been obedient and did not have any inappropriate thoughts.

Otherwise, the hand shown by Light Farmir could easily take her down.

Putting down the staff in his hand and shaking his head with some regret, Farmir motioned for the two prisoners to be tied up and said:

"What they say is of little value. Heal their wounds and save their lives."

"Let's go to the camp first. It's safer there. There are too many flies here."

As soon as she finished speaking, she raised her staff and pointed it at the darkness in the distance.

The sun explodes!

The huge scorching fireball flew into the darkness in the distance in an instant.

Cui Xisi opened her mouth slightly and vaguely saw more than 10 fleeing figures, surrounded by explosions of flames.

Boom!

A long time after the violent fire exploded, the roaring explosions came one after another.

Cui Xisi swallowed her saliva, faced Famil who waved to her, and walked over unconsciously.

This unprecedented spell-casting skill is enough to show that Farmir comes from a powerful and profound spell-casting organization.

This is a very thick thigh, just hold it firmly.

In other words, the mysterious city of Azshara should bring her enough surprises.

Of course, it's more likely to be a shock.

Just when Trixis was thinking hard about how to close the distance with Farmir.

She had unknowingly arrived at a huge hillside.

She stared blankly at the towering stone wall and the soldiers patrolling above, and asked in a daze:

"Are we there yet?"

Farmer looked at the quickly established temporary camp and nodded with some dissatisfaction:

"They are a bit slow and without qualified construction personnel, it will still be a lot worse in the end."

"Is this too slow?"

"I have never heard of any temporary camps in this area!"

"Is this what was just built this afternoon? This is too exaggerated."

With dull eyes, Cuisi followed Farmier's footsteps and quickly walked to the entrance of the temporary camp.

Two rows of burly steel golems put a lot of pressure on Cui Xisi.

She was afraid that these powerful steel monsters would suddenly wake up, swing their heavy fists, and smash her into pieces.

Bang!

Violent movement caused a tremor on the ground.

Two even larger steel golems suddenly appeared in front of Cui Xisi's eyes.

The red light swept over, and if she hadn't seen Famir's action of telling her to stand still, Cuisi would have run away with her life.

When the two steel golems passed by, Cui Xisi felt that she was breaking out in a cold sweat behind her.

The surprise brought by the two special steel golems had not faded away. When Trixis first walked in the door, she saw an incredible scene.

Five steel monsters more than 10 meters high are busy in the temporary camp.

Some of them use robotic arms, some use steel cables, some use claws, and some use buckets, and they are busy at the construction site.

"These are engineering golems. After receiving mission instructions, they can automatically build strong temporary houses..."

These things were still within the range that Cuixis could understand, but when she saw a large group of tauren warriors arranging obediently for training, she was completely confused.

When did the rebellious tauren become so obedient?

You know, these extremely stubborn tauren have been regarded by the drow as savage monsters without intelligence.

Even though they are physically strong, explosive, powerful in combat, and very aggressive, they are very good slave warriors.

But the drow elves still don't think favorably of these minotaurs, calling them stupid minotaurs!

Their intelligence is relatively low and it is difficult for them to understand complex commands.

The name Minotaur came from the mouths of the drow elves.

What now?

Each of these minotaurs is very "obedient" and behaves not stupidly at all.

Trixis immediately thought, no wonder Sera didn't care whether the tauren could participate in the battle.

With these powerful tauren warriors around, those stupid tauren probably don't like the mistress either.

"What special domestication ability and skill is it?"

Cui Xisi didn't dare to think too much, for fear that she might guess the truth of the matter and cause greater trouble.

In addition to these strange tauren, Cuisi also saw various scenes that shocked her.

Gnolls lined up neatly.

A goblin who controls an exoskeleton.

Kobolds digging underground passages.

Various magical machines.

A huge number of containers.

These things give Trish a special feeling.

Each performs his or her duties and utilizes their respective strengths.

Even if I am dreaming, I cannot dream of such a scene in front of me.

Because there are many things that Cuixi has never thought of.

Farmir led Trixis to the container, opened the door, pointed at the shining magic crossbow inside, and said to the stunned Trixis:

"There are 2,000 of these crossbows in one container. There are 5 containers here, and this is only the first batch..."

"The container at the back stores a large number of magic leather armors, which are very suitable for drow archers, hunters, and scouts..."

"The innermost containers contain high-quality enchanted weapons..."

The large amount of supplies made Cui Xisi blink involuntarily. She hesitated for a while before asking:

"With the surveillance of Suramar City, it is difficult to sell these weapons and equipment quietly..."

Unexpectedly, Farmir shrugged his shoulders as if nothing had happened, and answered softly in a calm and confident tone:

"We are not prepared to be silent. Today we have released the news."

"Those drow who already know about our existence will come as soon as possible to buy war supplies."

Cui Xisi immediately thought of the reason.

According to the latest intelligence information, a considerable number of forwards of slave warriors controlled by the Mind Flayer army have arrived in areas dozens of kilometers away.

At most tomorrow's "morning", those manipulated slave warriors will swarm here.

Although a large number of drow troops gathered in this area, they also occupied favorable terrain, leaving only a relatively narrow bottom passage for the slave warriors.

But it is definitely not an easy task for most drow to withstand the attack of slave warriors.

Especially the first batch of drow who were attacked by slave warriors will inevitably bear the greatest risk.

If they want to have greater confidence in tomorrow's battle, now is their last chance to seize the time and improve their strength.

After watching these containers being moved to the city wall by huge robotic arms, Cui Sisi faced Famil who was eager to try. She already understood what the other person was thinking and asked very patiently:

"Is our next task to sell these war supplies?"

Nodding expectantly, Farmier noticed Cui Xisi's uneasy expression. After breaking up and patting her shoulder, he handed her a slightly shiny magic watch and said:

"This little thing will help you, and you can also see your next harvest."

At this moment, there was a wave of light and shadow on Farmiel's wrist.

Trixis couldn't help but be stunned when she saw Mistress Sera appearing in front of her eyes.

The latter did not talk nonsense, but said with a solemn face: "Business is coming, please pay attention to safety."

Farmir looked at the warning coming from the city wall, rubbed his hands expectantly, and said to Cui Xisi, who was still a little confused:

"In the second half of this year, whether we eat meat or drink soup, it all depends on your performance today."

"For every sale, we can earn at least 100 gold coins!"

"The more we sell, the more we get..."

Trixis was confused and didn't understand, so she was pulled to the city wall by Famir, and saw a large number of drow elves gathering in the distance.

There was only one thought in her mind:

"It's completely over. Now even Suramar is offended."

The drow elves who came here were basically well-informed people.

They naturally knew about Thera's deal in Suramar, and also learned about the drow that had been killed.

Now we see a large number of high-level constructs like the Iron Demon.

There may have been some small thoughts that were not worthy of being appreciated by outsiders, but they have long since disappeared without a trace.

Looking through the various information displayed on the magic watch, the perseverance in Cui Xisi's eyes became stronger.

"Even if you are confused, you can only be dragged into the water..."

In the following transactions, Trixis showed a very strong trading ability, and through brief and sharp conversations, she facilitated one transaction after another with the drow.

Farmer watched pieces of magic equipment being traded, and batches of magic materials being sent away. The smile on his face became brighter.

She seemed to see countless gold coins flying towards her, and quickly waved to the "hard workers" below.

Hundreds of ferocious ogres wearing metal armor stood on the city wall, and the sound of trading below could not help but become a little quieter.

As more and more supplies were sold, the ogres standing on the city walls became more and more fierce.

Finally, Farmir had seen a large number of slave warriors looming in the distance, and he simply asked hundreds of steel golems to stand up.

What might have been a very loud movement quickly disappeared without a trace, as if nothing had happened.

At the beginning, only sporadic drow came to buy weapons and equipment.

But as time went by, more and more drow armies came over.

From the initial panic to the subsequent dull numbness, Cuisi continued the transaction as if nothing had happened.

She could also remain expressionless towards the drow commanders who came with their armies, ignoring their darkened faces.

There is only one thought in her mind now:

"The greater the value I create, the less likely I will be abandoned."

"Make it or die."

"What are you still afraid of?"

The scouts of Suramar City, who were watching from a distance, looked at the lively scene in the distance with a little sneer on their faces:

"How dare you snatch things so arrogantly? Is this mistress tired of living?"

"Who knows? The benefits make people crazy!"

"Maybe she has her own back-up plan."

"Haha, the families in the city don't think so."

"There will be a good show tomorrow..."

"Let them help collect it. When the time comes, we will serve it in one pot, and we can share more."

"..."

The city of Azshara, which had just been renamed, and Sera, who had just become the mistress on her first day, caused quite a stir in the underground world.

Many pairs of greedy eyes have gathered here.

Some are already discussing and thinking about how to distribute the benefits tomorrow.

Faced with this invisible but real pressure, Sera acted very calmly.

The reason is simple. She is taking Matthew and Yaya to watch the slaves who were just exchanged today.

Looking away from a special dragon-born jackal, Matthew looked at the information reported by Farmier, and said to Sera who was looking forward to it:

"Just feel free to fight today, don't feel any pressure."

"Suramar doesn't have the guts to take action, and Moblesso City won't take action either."

With the Lord's words, Sera naturally put down all her burdens, rubbed her hands expectantly and said:

"It's been a while since I fought against the Mind Flayer army. I'll have a good time tomorrow."

Yaya happily counted the accounts with her fingers, clenched her fists, and cheered Sera:

"Don't worry, just play your best."

"No one can cut off our financial path, not anyone!"

It was obvious that Yaya had regarded the drow around him as a big gold nugget with a lot of money.

Sera couldn't help but smile when she heard this, and said very firmly:

"No one can stop them from sending us money!"

Yaya, whose eyes were shining with golden light, said rather domineeringly:

"Yes, I'll beat anyone who disobeys me!"

Having reached an agreement, Yaya and Sera looked at each other and smiled.

The slaves in the cage felt the terrifying aura on Yaya's body, with unspeakable fear in their eyes, and trembling in the corner.

Day 2, early in the morning.

The loud and sharp sound of the whistle came from the darkness.

A dense crowd of drow quickly gathered.

Under their nervous gaze, a large group of terrifying slave warriors rushed out from the darkness in the distance.

They roared wildly and rushed out in a mighty manner.

There is no sparkle in their eyes, only endless numbness and emptiness.

Behind their heads, a hideous and terrifying gap represents the pain and torture they suffered.

They are slaves of the Mind Flayer, manipulated servants, a group of miserable beings who have lost their future.

Cui Xisi swallowed her saliva, turned to look at the excited Famil next to her, and couldn't help but ask:

"Will we survive this?"

"Of course, Bay... Azshara will win!"

8000 today

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