Spellcasting Heavens

Latest website: Businessmen are always the special group in the world who have the least principles, etiquette, shame, and even moral bottom line.

In their eyes, everything, including life, has a price that is either clear or vague.

As long as someone can pay the price, they never mind betraying their country, nation, and their own kind, and whenever they have the opportunity, they will try to influence politics, economy, and thought in various fields, turning everyone around them into products for manufacturing. and profit-making tools.

The so-called socially responsible businessman has never existed from beginning to end.

These people either want to create a good personal and corporate image in order to win the favor of more potential customers, increase the market share of their products, and then achieve the purpose of making profits;

Either they are restricted by social rules and laws and have to show a charitable appearance, but deep down they still desire to break free, buy power through money, and become a special individual standing at the top of the pyramid.

Through the power of magic, the boy read the minds of dozens of wealthy businessmen in just one morning, and knew what these guys were thinking in their hearts.

There were three or four daring bastards among them who actually tried to play the empty-handed trick.

greedy!

despicable!

cheat!

In order to get more shares of gems, they did not hesitate to expose each other's competitors and use the most vicious words to describe those they usually call friends.

But unfortunately, these actions meant nothing to the boy.

He didn't care what the merchants were doing privately, nor did he care who the gems would eventually end up in. He just wanted to use the other person's hands and mouths to spread the news about the treasures.

By the time it was close to noon, one-third of the artificial gemstones had been exchanged for precious metals, or mortgages such as manors, slaves, and real estate.

Looking at these things piled up in the hall that could drive the outside world crazy, the boy couldn't help but chuckle and shook his head: Is this wealth?

To some extent,

Yes. At least until the world's current order collapses, you can use them to buy anything. The leader of the shapeshifters came out of the corner of the living room at some point, his eyes flashing with sarcasm.

There is no doubt that this is nothing at all when it comes to conquering the entire world.

Haha, you are right. Before the existing order collapses, these things that are regarded as wealth can also provide us with a lot of conveniences. By the way, has the Governor not woken up yet? Could it be that I last night Is it too heavy-handed? The boy asked with interest while playing with the piles of precious metal coins.

After all, a long time has passed. Normally, even an old man over sixty years old should wake up.

Ah! He has woken up. Accompanied by the beautiful lady, he is recalling what happened last night. You must know that the effect of forgetting potion always varies from person to person. Some people will only forget what happened a few minutes ago at most. But some people will forget what happened a few hours or even days ago. When the leader of the shapeshifters said these words, there was unabashed gloating in his tone.

You mean...he has completely forgotten everything that happened in the past few days?

No! That's even worse! He forgot everything he did and experienced in the past year.

…

My dear, look at all this furniture, servants, and your beloved pets. Can't you remember where you started?

The governor's wife, who was disguised as a shape-shifter, pointed at the dozen servants, including the housekeeper, standing in front of the bed, and asked with concern on her face.

Although he was basically certain that the Forgetting Potion had a one-in-a-million chance of producing the ultimate effect on this guy.

no way!

It is almost impossible to erase something as complex as memory with 100% accuracy.

Therefore, even a highly developed magical civilization can only reduce the error within a certain range at best.

But unfortunately, no matter how much you shrink it, error is error, and you will encounter it one day.

Damn! My head hurts! I still remember the butler Mance! But I really can't remember these servants. Parosa covered her head with a painful expression on her face.

Oh, well, it seems that you really don't remember everything that happened in the past year. These servants, as well as the furniture and pets, were all bought by you a few months or even half a year ago. Only Mance followed Our steward for many years. The shapeshifter gently comforted the governor beside him who was still affected by the potion.

If nothing else happens, his memory will fall into chaos in the next few days. It will not return to normal bit by bit until the effect of the potion completely disappears, but the lost parts will never be recovered.

Thinking of this, the corners of the shape-shifter's mouth raised slightly, and a trace of amusement flashed through his eyes. He turned around and ordered the butler who was kneeling on the ground: You go down first. It's best not to disturb my husband in the past few days. He needs to rest quietly alone now, do you understand?

Understood! Please rest assured, except for delivering meals, I will never let anyone near the bedroom, let alone disturb the adults. After saying this, Mance bent down and bowed deeply.

As the manager of this huge mansion, he knew very well that if something unexpected happened to the owner Parosa, he would have no choice but to obey the order of the lady.

In any case, legally the wife is the first heir to the husband's property, and the next one is the children.

What's more, Parosa has not given birth to any son or daughter so far.

Watching the housekeeper and the servants disappear into the corridor outside the bedroom, the shape-shifter immediately put aside the concern he had pretended to have before, directly threw the confused governor aside, and began to look at the magic items that emitted energy fluctuations in the bedroom.

He didn't notice at all. For some reason, Parosa's eyes were always staring at the wristband on his arm, and he would frown from time to time, as if he was thinking about something.

I don’t know how long it took, maybe dozens of minutes, maybe a few hours...

In short, when the shape-shifter left the bedroom and planned to discuss the next plan with several other similar people, two rays of light instantly burst out from Palosa's pupils, and he murmured to himself in a voice that only he could hear: Zhenzhihu Wrist? Why should I take out the Bracer of True Knowledge? The purpose of this magical item is to track monsters who are good at hiding themselves through blood.