Lords of All: The Moving Castle of the Dead

The Black Warrior nodded and said in a low voice, "I would like to recommend a service from the undead to you."

Sayer looked at the undead in front of him in surprise, and then at the people around him. They were still curious and whispering, obviously not hearing the Black Warrior's voice.

It seems like something terrible happened to me.

Sayer understood instantly, pointed at himself and asked, "For me?"

Darth Vader was like a sculpture, but his voice was unimpeded, "Given your passion for business."

Saier became a little excited, God of the Dead!

The bazaar has changed my destiny, and now destiny is on my side again.

Scanning the surrounding crowd with vigilant eyes, Sayer took a few deep breaths to calm down, and then said, "What kind of service is it?"

"If you are willing to pay, the undead are willing to provide you with transportation, escort and other services."

ha?

Sayer was stunned, his eyes were a little strange, these words were a little different from what he thought.

He thought the undead were looking for him for some non-delivery goods, but unexpectedly they were looking for transportation and convoys.

He doesn't seem to need this kind of service.

As long as he has money, Thayer can hire his own convoy and rat guards. There is no need to find the undead.

After hesitating, Sayer said to Black Warrior, "Thank you very much for your kindness, but my wealth is not abundant. You seem to have found the wrong person."

The Black Warrior shook his head slightly, "You don't seem to realize what this means."

Can the undead also speak part of a sentence and hide part of a sentence?

Who said that the undead always speak straight?

Wouldn't it be better to finish the sentence at once?

Sayer's mouth twitched and he asked helplessly, "I'm sorry, I don't understand your race. I'm just an ordinary small businessman."

If you have something to say, just say it, don't hide it!

"We have chosen you, and if you accept, you will become our partner."

"In addition to being able to use our transport team and escort team, you also have the right to purchase some special items, the right to meet the city lord, and even the opportunity to meet the great Lord of the Undead."

If you say that, I'm interested!

Sayer very keenly chose the words "special items". This is what he wants most.

As time went by, a large amount of goods sold by the undead tribe flowed into the city-state of Illamaha, which caused the prices of the goods to fluctuate and drop.

There is a clear gap between the current price and the price ten days ago, which means that the consumption power of Illamaha City-State has begun to decline.

If after a period of time, those big businessmen enter the market and hit the market with a large number of undead products, small businessmen like them will be able to earn even less.

Sayer is not willing to lose the opportunity like this, he wants to get more!

The special items of the undead may be the key to breaking everything.

His expression became solemn and serious, and he lowered his voice and asked, "What is the special item?"

The Black Knight drew his sword and said to him, "Follow me."

Sayer was stunned for a moment, but saw that the Black Warrior had turned around and walked towards the Rat Death Border City.

After hesitating for a moment, he quickly followed.

Most of the people watching the excitement were also businessmen, and they recognized Sayer. He was a hardworking boy and a greedy boy.

Seeing him leaving with the undead, these people's minds immediately became alert.

They smelled something unusual.

Just when they were about to follow, the undead blocked their path and refused to allow them to move forward.

The businessman from the city-state of Illamaha stopped helplessly, watching the figures of Sayer and the Black Warrior gradually drifting away.

The Black Warrior brought Sail to the gate of the Rat-Dead Border City. Sail looked up at the Rat-Dead Border City and sighed in his heart.

He knew how long it had taken the city to build.

Many rat merchants are full of fear and curiosity about this city, but no one has ever entered this city. They can only be in the market outside, and the undead do not allow them to enter the city.

A small corner door opened, and the Black Warrior motioned to Sayer to let him in.

Sayer hesitated for a while, but in the end could not hold back his curiosity and walked into the corner door, becoming the first ratman to enter the rat-dead border city.

Entering the city, Sayer made a sound of surprise.

The undead are really a surprising race, full of surprises.

Many people in the city-state of Ilmaha speculated on what it was like inside the Rat-Dead Border City. They had also heard about the market merchants, but they didn't say anything at all.

This is Zhang Peng's order. No one is allowed to tell the outside world about the situation in the city.

He just wants to maintain a sense of mystery.

As a businessman himself, Zhang Peng knew the habits of businessmen very well.

The more you don't say anything, the more curious they will be and the more they want to see.

The Rat Dead Border City will open sooner or later, so why not stay silent now and let them be full of curiosity.

According to the speculations of the citizens of the city-state of Ilmaha, the Rat Dead Border City is a huge cemetery, full of poisonous gas... Anyway, it will come as bad as it is.

Sayer also made a guess, but he didn't know much about the Undead. Instead, he felt that the citizens were right. It might really be a huge cemetery. Only in this way would it fit the identity of the Undead.

However, he found that he had guessed wrong, and how wrong he was.

Neat rows of houses, spacious streets, surrounded by trees, vegetation, birds singing and flowers fragrant, are well planned.

There was another tall building in the center of the city. He didn't know what it was, but he could feel its majesty.

"As the first person to enter here, you also need to abide by the city lord's order and not tell anyone about what you see. Otherwise, you will become the enemy of the undead."

Just when Sayer was curiously observing everything in front of him, the voice of the Black Warrior rang out.

He trembled with fright and nodded quickly, "Okay, I understand, I won't go out and talk nonsense."

The good days have not passed yet. How can he offend the undead if he still expects the undead to make him richer in the future?

Sayer felt that his mouth was still very strict.

The Black Warrior took Saier inside and came to an empty house.

The empty house made Sayil feel uneasy. He finally became a little scared and asked with a trembling voice, "Why did you bring me here?"

The Black Warrior turned his head and asked with doubt in his voice, "Don't you want to see some special products?"

Sayer turned around and looked around. There was nothing around him, and he couldn't help but ask, "Um... where are the products?"

The Black Warrior took out a bone vial from his armor and handed it to Sayer.

It was a small bottle as long as an index finger, similar to a reagent bottle, and it was plugged with a cork.

Sayer took the small bottle, glanced at the Black Warrior, and when he saw him nodding to him, indicating for him to open it, he uneasily pulled out the cork.

The moment the cork was pulled out, a wisp of blue smoke came out of it. Before Sayer could react, the smoke got into his nose.

"What...what...ah~~~~ah~~~~ah~~~~"

Sayer's expression changed from fear to enjoyment, the kind of blissful enjoyment.

He had never experienced an enjoyment that was many times happier than the most primitive happiness. It made him feel so elated that he felt as if he was about to fly!

The small bottle couldn't hold much, and soon all the blue smoke was sucked away by Sayer.

He collapsed to the ground, feeling as if his body had been hollowed out, limp and without any strength at all.

The black warrior observed him. In the vision of the undead, the blue gas penetrated into his nose and did not spread to the whole body, but entered the deeper level of the body - the soul.

The originally calm and unruffled soul suddenly fluctuated after the blue gas entered, becoming extremely active and excited. This was the source of Sayil's sense of enjoyment. It does not come from the body, but from the soul, a sense of enjoyment that cannot be denied at all.

After all the gas was inhaled, the soul became active for a while and then stabilized again.

After his soul stabilized, Sayer returned to normal. He stood up in confusion, looked down at his body, and checked up and down, but found nothing special.

He suddenly raised his head and asked with excitement, "What is that?"

The Black Warrior's voice was extremely calm as he said, "Special product, Bliss Potion Type 1."

Special products, indeed special products, they are indeed special!

After personal experience, Sayer had almost no doubt that this thing would definitely become popular in the upper class society of the rat people!

Who could resist something like this?

The upper class of the rat race is very extravagant.

They have a lot of resources and wealth. They don't have to worry about food or drink. What they pursue is excitement.

All kinds of strange things are welcome as long as they can feel the excitement.

As for whether they will die from this, the ratman noble said that apart from digging holes, we ratmen are also plagues. It is still very difficult to poison us.

When it comes to what kind of business is the most profitable among the rat people, there is no doubt that the business that serves the rat people nobles is the most profitable.

Whoever can handle the rat nobles can amass wealth.

Sayer also specifically studied the preferences of the rat nobles.

But, all the goods that the rat nobles like are expensive and extremely difficult to find.

As for the thing he inhaled just now, Thayer was sure that the rat nobles would like it.

This is a brand new thing, a special product from the undead tribe. Let alone other merchants, it is a problem whether you can find it even if you search all over the central area.

If he can get this, then Sayer will really make it!

"Please sell me the special product." Sayer knelt down decisively.

In the face of interests, face is nothing.

He, Sayer, can run from the underground city to live in the underground city, and he can kneel down to the undead.

The Black Warrior looked at Thayer who was kneeling in front of him with his request written on his face and said, "Special products will only be sold to our partners and allies."

At this time, Sayer no longer hesitated and nodded, "Yes, yes, great undead, I will be your most loyal partner!"

The next step is to negotiate the conditions and determine the price.

The price offered by Black Warrior is very high, and there is little room for bargaining.

The price was set by Zhang Peng, and Black Warrior was just following Zhang Peng's words.

Faced with the high price, Sayer still chose to buy, but he didn't have much wealth.

As the partner chosen by the undead, Darth Vader is not too harsh.

According to Zhang Peng's arrangement, Bliss Potion Type 1 is not sold separately, but is packaged and placed in exquisite wooden boxes.

Each wooden box can hold 12 Bliss Potion Type 1.

As the first partner of the undead, Thayer received special purchasing rights, buy 10 and get 2 free.

Sayer almost emptied his pockets before he scraped together enough money for 10 bliss potions and got a small box of bliss potions.

After receiving the payment, the Black Warrior handed the small wooden box to Sayer, who took the box and held it tightly in his arms.

"As a partner, we can provide you with a free escort service. Do you want it?"

Sahil hesitated.

Rat people trade with the undead, but that doesn't mean they like the undead to enter their territory.

There is still some distance between the Rat Dead Border City and the Ilmaha City State. Although it is not far, the rise of commerce has attracted the attention of the surrounding horse bandits.

In the past two days, several caravans have been attacked by horse bandits.

With a guard, the loss is not huge.

Sayer's business was small, and he was not afraid of horse bandits before. The worst he could do was to get a batch of goods robbed.

But it's different now. The small wooden box in his arms is all his wealth.

After thinking for a while, Sayer was heartbroken and said, "I need a free escort this time. Please send me back safely."

Black Warrior nodded, "A rational choice."

After sending Sayil away, the Black Warrior reported to Zhang Peng and Li Ziyu.

[The task has been completed]

[A partner has been selected]

[Soul Potion·Scrap 1 has been sold]

That's right, what Sayer bought was not the Bliss Potion Type 1 at all, but the waste of the Soul Potion!

Li Ziyu accidentally unlocked it while studying technology.

The undead also have their own potions, the most famous of which is the soul potion.

For the undead, soul potion is almost a panacea.

Even if their skulls are broken, using the soul potion before the soul fire is completely dissipated can stabilize the dissipated soul and give them a chance to be rescued.

It's easier than using soul energy directly.

Of course, this potion is most often equipped for high-level undead, and low-level undead are not eligible to enjoy it.

When the undead were researching soul potions, many mistakes were made, resulting in a bunch of extra accessories.

Most of these accessories are called scrap.

The waste materials of the soul potion are also not simple. They are useless to the undead, but they are effective to the living beings.

Some waste materials can dissolve the soul of living beings, some can make the soul dissipate in an instant, and some can fill the soul with pleasure.

What Sayer got was a scrap like this, not the best kind.

It can make the soul very active, but it doesn't last long, and of course, it doesn't do much damage to the soul.

It is clearly marked on the waste material that it acts on the soul, making the soul active and bringing happiness to the living beings who use it.

But this effect is not without its disadvantages. If it is used too often, the soul will become weak, not as cohesive as before, and become easily broken.

The soul potion is a good thing, but the waste is almost equal to poison.

It was Zhang Peng's intention to sell the scraps to the Rat Man.

Li Ziyu reminded Zhang Peng not to let these waste materials get into the hands of his own people, as this would destroy his own people.

Especially if he can't use it himself, if Xiang wants to experience it, he can provide soul potion.

Just give the scraps to the rat people. It's more reliable to use soul potions yourself.

As for the resources required for scraps...a little bit of soul energy, plus a bunch of random stuff.

A true soul potion not only does no harm to the soul of living beings, but is also very beneficial.

There is no comparison between the souls of living creatures and the souls of the undead. For the undead, soul potions are used to replenish energy and treat injuries during battles.

For living beings, this is a great tonic.

Just because of the strength of the soul, the living beings only need a small amount of soul potion.

Too much is not enough.

It's easy to tear the soul apart.

Long-term use of soul potion will make the soul tougher and more solid.

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