Lord of Rot

In fact, the necromancer also murmured in his heart. For most people, being able to buy an elemental plane at a low price means having a group of thugs, which is the best way to improve their strength in a short period of time.

But there is a type of people who must look down on the elemental plane.

The necromancer guessed that Li Qi could not be a plane lord. As long as he was a plane lord, he would basically not come to the black market. Transactions between civilizations would naturally have higher-level destinations.

Therefore, there is a high probability that the other party is a powerful person in a certain place who wants to take advantage of others.

This kind of person is not someone you can afford to offend. Just stumbling upon yourself in terms of connections will be enough to cause trouble for you.

"Xing'er's Golem" Necromancer thinks he has figured out Li Qi's real thoughts: "If you plan to make some money to improve your life, I believe that reselling golems can make more money than flying ships. Many poor planes are quietly supporting A golem factory that produces cheap golems.”

Turning his head left and right.

The necromancer took out a puppet that looked very human, but it was much worse than the puppet that received Li Qi.

"One like this costs 1000."

"The official selling price is 10000, right?" Li Qi expressed great interest.

He was indeed interested in the golem, but in the technology of the golem, not in the single golem.

It can use magic to give intelligence to inanimate objects. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is artificial intelligence in the magical world.

It’s just that the manufacturing materials are hard to come by.

Li Qi was very hungry for knowledge about civilization.

"The materials used are slightly different, but the techniques are similar." The necromancer scratched his cheek: "If you want to buy some, I can sell them to you for 800 each. Many poor men buy them. There is definitely no shortage of market."

There is still 800 to be earned, and the profit is not low.

Li Qi shook his head and said: "I can buy the golem at any time... What I want is the golem production factory, including the complete production line. Can you get it?"

The necromancer was stunned and couldn't tell for a moment whether Li Qi was joking and bragging or telling the truth. The two women following him were too confusing.

"It seems that what you can come up with is average." Li Qi shook his head regretfully. There was nothing he liked here.

"You must be kidding," said the Necromancer: "A golem production factory requires at least the resources of a plane to support it. Only those plane lords can afford it. If I can have such a plane workshop, I will Working in the black market?"

Li Qi also felt that the other party was right, so he told the stall owner who yelled "Five yuan for all" to the roadside stall that he wanted to buy a car production line. The stall owner probably thought he was crazy.

You can resell the production line at will, why bother making money here.

The Necromancer also had different ideas.

Although they are all extremely poor lords and their territories are desolate, they are still plane lords anyway.

The necromancer once again doubted himself. Is the man in front of him really a plane lord? No matter how poor the lord is, he will not act on his own. Maybe he is running errands for the plane lord? That makes sense.

"I can't buy a golem production line, but I can help you find out the news." The necromancer said with a smile: "I have many friends and can get a lot of gossip, but do you really plan to buy a golem production line?"

"Everything of value," Li Qi said, "Whether it's the golem production line or Xing'er's standard individual combat rune armor, if you can come up with the rune sun, I can still afford it!"

The seemingly joking tone was actually what Li Qi needed most urgently.

Owning the rune sun can guarantee the unlimited and crazy improvement of the culture of one's territory. It may not take a hundred years to catch up with most plane civilizations.

"Rune Sun, don't tell me that I really know." The necromancer pressed his fingers on his nostrils and dug out a sticky gelatinous substance wrapped in some kind of green paste.

"Just a few years ago, I heard a group of stray bandits chatting. They said that they had found a plane, and there was a broken rune sun on that plane, although it was not as good as the one of the Xing'er tribe. , but it is definitely a treasure.”

Li Qi shook his head, with a look of dissatisfaction on his face: "I'm talking about buying, not grabbing, and I'm talking about grabbing a civilization with a rune sun."

"That's right." The Necromancer nodded: "That plane was even stronger than the Xing'er civilization back then. However, turmoil later occurred. Now it is basically disconnected from the outside world except for doing business. However, it has only been a few hundred years since Xing'er. I don’t want to provoke them either.”

The topic changed and soon came back to rare things.

It must be that it was not easy to make a deal. The Necromancer was really unwilling to let Li Qi go, so he tried hard to sell him. Unfortunately, in Li Qi's opinion, many of the things he could bring out were about to be thrown into the trash can. Degree.

There is no point in improving someone's single strength. He who can tear apart space at will can drag in countless powerful supports in an instant.

Speaking of summoners, Li Qi is the strongest summoner. He can help in the three material planes anytime and anywhere.

"The person I know has to deal with a large prehistoric plane-level thing that he got from a remote place."

The necromancer looked mysterious, which made Li Qi curious: "A big plane-level thing?"

"A race that cannot be mentioned." The Necromancer lowered his voice: "Do you know Ragnarok?"

Li Qi nodded slightly, as if he was really trying to remember: "Well, I seem to have heard of it. What does this have to do with the big thing you mentioned?"

"Of course it does matter!" The Necromancer hooked his fingers and asked Li Qi to get closer. However, seeing that Li Qi made no move, he sneered and cast two silencing magic spells, and then said: "That big thing is the civilized one." , although the strength is average, that thing carries the blood of the civilization that once killed the gods. If you can get that thing and research something, you will definitely make a lot of money."

Afraid that Li Qi didn't know much about this, the Necromancer deliberately added a few more words: "When that God-killing race still existed, the Xing'er civilization could only be regarded as barbaric. If you want, I can help you find out the information. Then It’s definitely a treasure, but it’s hard to sell.”

Isn't it difficult to sell? If you are not careful, you will resurrect the ancient race directly, and then be wiped out by the opponent's backhand.

The wisest way is to never touch it until you are not sure.

Seeing that Li Qi was still not interested, the Necromancer scratched his head: "Do you really want a golem production line?"

"I'm more interested in the rune sun you mentioned," Li Qi said. "Of course, if you can get hold of the golem production line, I can buy it as well. It doesn't matter how much it costs."

As long as you can buy it with money, no matter how expensive it is, it is not expensive. The progress of knowledge and civilization has long been firmly controlled by the upper-class civilized races. Every time you buy more, you will make a profit. Li Qi has no reason to think it is expensive.

Seeing him so calm, the Necromancer fell deeply into self-doubt. Could this man really be a plane lord? After all, he was just running errands, and he wouldn't dare to casually agree to a big deal worth 100 billion.

The total assets of some barren and desolate planes are estimated to be only tens of billions.