goddess of revolution

Chapter 1038 Business is a Machine with Infinite Mysteries and Falling Fireworks

Chapter 1038 Business is a Machine with Infinite Mysteries and Falling Fireworks

To the west of Tangus, in the gravel wasteland bordering Norton, a huge stone fortress like a fortress stands in it, and the protective barrier has blurred ripples under the moonlight.

A long passage protruded from the stone fortress, extending from the special magic gate to the outside of the protective barrier, and connected to a smaller fortress.A blue halo overflowed from the center of the fortress, like a sign of the activation of the portal.

The two dwarfs walked out of the magic gate, surrounded by prison guards, and walked towards the fort with a wobble.

The halfling among the dwarfs said, "That Syndica is late, he's got to be crushed!"

The goblin who walked in front with his hands behind his back said: "This is a matter for professionals, Gomis, please stop talking."

The halfling hugged his arms, which were much stronger than those of the same kind: "If you can't handle it well, I, a professional, will take care of the rest. Don't forget how that Benoin slave trader managed it."

The goblin murmured, shaking its sharp ears, "The Benuin are barbarians, they don't know what business communication is..."

After entering the fortress, I met a fat-headed businessman in the lobby. The other party apologized with a flattering smile: "There are a few northern country bumpkins at home, and it took me a while to deal with them. I'm really sorry that I wasted Lord Nasgai's time. This accident Harvest is half price."

The merchant guards dragged the tall warrior with hollow eyes and blood all over his body, and the slave merchant Syndika stretched out his arms, and spewed out a lot of words as if introducing a treasure handed down from generation to generation: "Fourth-level fighter, less than 30 years old, strong body, There is no hidden disease, no bad blood, and it is still in the good camp, which is very rare."

"What's more valuable is that this kid is strong-willed but clear-headed, and knows the times well. He is good at patience. In order to delay time and protect his companions, he can even be tough in public. My guards should send the illusion It’s on the dark web, it’s under my account, it’s interesting, you can take a look when you’re free.”

"This kid has great potential and is suitable as a guard for big shots and ladies. However, I suggest selling it to the arena. Recently, the manpower warehouse of the arena has been cleaned up by the trial court, and a large number of gladiators have been captured by the Holy See. , they are short of people."

"Of course this is Lord Nasgai's choice, I shouldn't talk too much..."

"The starting price of a superhuman slave is [-] gold pols for the first level, and doubles for each subsequent level, and the fourth level is [-]. After adding and subtracting according to age, occupation, experience, and quality, it is [-] gold pols. But this It’s an apology to Lord Nasgai, and I’ll only charge seven hundred goldpools for the half-price discount.”

The personal assistant to the warden of Tangus Fourth Empire Prison, the goblin Nesgai with his hands behind his back, glanced at the soldiers like a scalpel, and said blankly: "This is indeed a good item, I forgive you for being late. Now, remember that there will be no next time. For people like us, delaying time is the most intolerable mistake, and we all exist every minute, and delaying time is murder for money!"

"As for the half-price stuff, don't come here. You can see that he is covered in wounds, and it cost hundreds of gold to treat him. He was just captured. Teaching him obedience will also cost a lot. The cost is hard to say. I'll give you a half-price discount too, one hundred goldpools."

"Besides, this is... a Yankee, right? He just came out of the cage enclosed by the Holy See, and he has to teach him the rules outside. This effort will be worthless. I'll give you a little more, two hundred goldpools."

Syndica opened her lips to argue, it can be seen that even if the goblin came here, he was relieved and didn't speak, at least three hundred gold puer would be credited.

The goblin went on to say: "Three hundred gold puer, I took it on behalf of the warden, but..."

He clicked a few times on the wristband-style personal assistant, and then said: "Your installment payment last month is also due, and this item is just deducted from the handling fee, and the interest will be calculated separately."

Looking at the long line of slaves escorted by the guards behind him, the goblin nodded in satisfaction: "It seems that you should be able to afford it."

Syndica twisted her fat face: "I will use those slaves to deduct the handling fee and interest. Is it okay for me to... adjust it and then talk to the adults?"

The goblin's pointed ears trembled, and he uttered a rising tone. The halfling behind him folded his arms and snorted coldly: "That is to say, you don't want to apologize to Master Nasgai!?"

The prison guard behind him also shook his body, making the armor and weapons on his body rattle, making Syndica's obese body stoop a little more.

"Okay... well..."

Syndica said with a bitter face: "Then the payment deducted this time..."

The goblin laughed and said: "Don't be scared like that, Syndica, you are our prison warden's... partner, we are doing business and not collecting taxes. Scared you, you no longer do business with us, Can we still arrest you?"

"Don't worry, what's yours must be yours! Elsa, the most honest business dealings!
Syndika breathed a sigh of relief, straightened her chest and nodded.

The goblin said again: "But we have new products here, do you consider updating your equipment?"

The image was projected from the wristband, and the goblin introduced enthusiastically: "The grid gun! The effective range is 100 meters, and the net pocket is wide enough to cover a small team! The net hook has a restraining function, which can make transcendents below level four lose their resistance. With any extraordinary fluctuations, it will not arouse the target's alertness, and each piece is six hundred gold."

"And this, a new type of sensor! The range has been expanded to a radius of 300 meters, and the occupation and level of the target can be marked! With this, the previous defense system that relies on cameras and arachnoscopes to monitor the environment can be thrown away!"

"This is a special model for our prison, and it has just been issued. I can leave you twenty electric wire guns and a set of perceptrons. The total price is [-] gold."

"If you want to buy it outside, it's not the same price, at least double it!"

Looking at the projection, Syndica swallowed, and the guards behind were all muttering: "If we had this thing before, don't even think about running away from that team of northern hillbillies."

Syndica tried to squeeze out a smile: "Let me take a look... look, the things are very good, but they are too expensive."

The goblin showed a sincere smile: "Sindika, you are a good friend with good reputation with us. You are a key customer. You can pay in installments, and you can use slaves to deduct."

Hearing "payment in installments", Syndica shook her head again and again: "After the installment payment for the business last month, I feel a little... not very cost-effective."

"Are you saying that I cheated you by paying in installments?"

The goblin shook his head and sighed, erased the weapon projection, and replaced it with a lot of numbers and calculations that made Syndica dizzy: "Sindika, I can figure it out with you now. The installment payment means that I will lend it to you first." A sum of money to help you pay the bill. Then you can delay the time to pay back a little bit."

"This is a great thing, right? But business is about exchange and exchange. There is interest on the loan, there are procedures for installments, and the principal is repaid on schedule. This is also the truth of the world."

"Are you just looking at how many Kimpoors you have in your pocket, and don't care how many people you have, what kind of equipment you have, how many and how powerful slaves you can handle?"

"You only need to make sure that you have enough Kimpurs in your pocket every month to repay the principal, interest and handling fees, and you can enjoy the treatment that you can't enjoy even if you spend all your Kimpurs."

"Think about it, when you have saved up enough Kimpoor to buy these equipments, it will take half a year. But if you get these equipments first, how much more can you earn in half a year?"

"I know you're heartbroken over those interest and handling fees, but are you ashamed to call a businessman who only looks at expenses and doesn't look forward?"

When she heard "how much can she earn in half a year", Syndica's eyes lit up.

However, he did the calculations with his personal assistant again, and his brows were still tightly frowned.

While hesitating, Syndica suddenly took out a board from the purse at her waist, which was the magic guide phone.

After feeding on the phone for a while, Syndica widened her eyes and exclaimed, "How can it be damned! I, I'll be right back!"

He gritted his teeth and said to the goblin: "Lord Nesgai, I want equipment! Pay me in installments!"

It seems that this guy's home was attacked by someone again...

Then Syndica said with a twitching face, "Well, can we still negotiate the price?"

After taking in a large number of slaves and selling some equipment, the goblin Nesgai took the tens of thousands of Jinpuer installment contract signed by Syndica, led the halfling Gomis and the guards out of the fortress and walked back.

The contract was witnessed by the Goddess of Commerce, and the faint fluctuations of divine power exuded from the purse around Nesgai's waist, gently blowing his soul, making him extremely comfortable.

On the way, Gomis said with emotion: "I still don't understand, what is this installment payment, why can people like Kadiga be trapped and let them desperately send us slaves?"

"It seems that I really can't compare to the old fox like the warden. He appreciates you very much, even more than me, a character who can keep all prisoners from making trouble."

Nesgai patted his purse: "Gomis, when you searched all the prisoners and scraped together ten silver ales to exchange for vegetable soup at the guards, someone lent you ten goldpools for you to eat. But there are many conditions after that, are you willing?"

Gomis swallowed: "Eat first, then talk, why think so much, of course I am willing."

He suddenly said: "Yes, it's very simple."

Nesgai sneered: "Everyone understands the truth, but the reality is not as extreme as I said, and the other party is not you who had no choice at all."

"Why did the warden appreciate me? Because I used installment payment to tie up those slave traders. Not only did we do long-term business with us, but also let them always take out their idle Kimpoors and buy all kinds of slaves from us. Things. Because the installment payment is very cost-effective, you can use all kinds of good things in advance."

"To do this, it is not enough to understand this principle."

"The amount of interest is the best, how to set the handling fee, and the various installment plans formulated can not only ensure that we will not suffer losses, but customers will also feel that they will not suffer losses. It all depends on the technology."

"In the end, it is necessary for the customer to feel that the installment is worthwhile, and he can easily earn back the cost paid, which is much more cost-effective than buying without saving enough money in installments. This is very complicated planning and calculation."

Gomis frowned: "Technology... isn't the technology of your businessmen that you can turn mud into gold with one mouth?"

Nesgai patted the leather bag on the other side of his waist, which contained the books he got from a businessman on the black market, one was "Principles of Destiny" and the other was "Computing is Everywhere".

He said with a low smile: "A businessman who only has lip service can only make money from lip service."

Gomis sighed again: "Two months ago, you were so stupid, you were just a goblin who only knew mechanics."

Nasgai shook his head: "I'm still the goblin who only understands machinery. The problem is that business is actually a huge machine that hides endless mysteries. By the way, you don't understand this."

Of course Gomis didn't understand, he was bored to play with the soldier dragged by the prison guards.

"Big man, what's your name?"

"I heard that you can't even bear the grass, can you ask how you feel, can you reach it?"

"Hey! You will end badly if you don't please me! Beware of the lady who sells you thirty times a night!"

………………

On the grassland, the violent flashes behind and the slight tremor of the ground made Tasmi and his party stop in shock.

Looking back, you can still see Syndica's manor under the light. In the mountains behind the manor, the flames are flickering and the smoke is soaring into the sky.

It seems that a meteor has fallen, and there is still an orange arc in the night sky, as if the air is still burning.Some fragments or other things are still floating in the air.

"maybe……"

Tasmi wanted to say that although she didn't know what happened, it seemed that the manor was in chaos, and there might be a chance to rescue Bollard and Leona.

The eldest sister said in a deep voice, "We can't take any more risks!"

Ankalei and Xi Yili looked at the manor with flames dancing in their eyes, but they did not act after all.

The eldest sister was right, since the team still has a mission, it can no longer trap everyone for the sake of those two teammates.

The eldest sister murmured: "Dark Moonlight needs to start over... we must go to Valentine. Mainie, Lubbock, Bollard, and Leona, their blood should not be shed in vain, and we must also go to Valentine's Day." They pay back the debt of blood. But it requires us to understand the world and adapt to it."

The team turned their backs to the flames and continued to move forward.

In Syndica Manor, the guards who were busy in the yard scattered and fled around the big pool of blood. Countless strange fragments fell from the sky. The power was more terrifying than the shells of the magic cannon, turning the whole manor into a battlefield. A land of horrors of distinction.

An egg-shaped thing fell into the yard, but it didn't explode into the sky. Instead, it stuck to the ground like a slime, hardened into a crystal-like substance, and shattered.

The fragments revealed a figure wrapped in a simple full body armor, hugging his knees and curled up into a ball. He maintained this position and knelt on the ground, right next to the ball that had already been stripped of half of the bear skin, but the lower half of his body was human flesh and blood. .

The guard huddled in the corner of the yard was about to come over to check, when the man stood up suddenly, the armor on his body made a slight clicking sound, and it was unclear whether it was a puppet or a human.

In the well-recovered field of vision, a horrified face with no face and two eyeballs still slowly rolling appeared, which made the man gasp in fright.

"This is……"

Seeing the upper half of his body without skin, and the hints given by the accompanying Void Spirit in the enhanced field of vision, the man's heart was filled with anger.

"It's really a place where I landed..."

"At first, I was worried about whether it would hurt civilians. Now, there is no way to avenge the enemy for the time being. You will bear the shame of being sunk."

"That's right, let's save people first..."

Regardless of the dozen or so guards who were about to move around, this person took out a medical kit from the magic weapon and treated the half-skinned woman.

The slime universal filler wraps the body and temporarily acts as the skin, the life potion hangs the vitality, and the holy water of pain stimulates the soul and resists the pull of the power of death.

The man muttered: "It seems that there is no need to use a head cutter..."

The woman who should be a transcendent, or rather a druid, is extremely tenacious, and she is still sober.Of course, it may also be the means of those who tormented her. They seemed to be playing the trick of skinning the bear, but they were too hard to turn the woman back into a human form.

The lidless eyeballs rolled, and Leona's blurred vision gradually became clear.She felt that most of the flames of purgatory burning her whole body had been extinguished, and her body began to feel, wrapped in a layer of coolness, which made her feel much better.

Very good, she can continue to persevere, at least she can't die in front of Bollard, maybe she still has a chance to rescue Bollard, and then laugh at his shortness and weakness.

Then she heard a few explosions, and the blurry figure in her eyes exploded a few clusters of sparks.

That figure stood up, turned his back to her, opened some kind of barrier, but it was covering her body.

More and more violent sparks bloomed on his body, as well as the bombardment of thick electric arcs, bursting out gorgeous electric sparks, making him dazzling like an angel.

He stood steadily, as if those movements were just illusions, and he was not affected in the slightest.

He returned fire, but without much movement, just raised his hand.

Amidst the low humming sound, streaks of pale golden light shot out, and each one brought out a scream.

After a dozen or so screams, the yard fell silent.

The figure turned around and squatted down, and said in a tone that sounded like a southerner: "You should rest, don't continue to hold on. Rest assured and sleep, you won't die."

"Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. I'm Pailin, the captain of the 10389 ship of the Red Federation Navy. Unfortunately, my battleship was sunk, so I have to wait for rescue with you."

The man's hand glowed with a faint golden light, and it was gently placed on her leg with intact skin.

A cool and warm force seeped into her heart, gradually blurring Leona's consciousness.

Before falling asleep, a few thoughts flashed through her mind.

People from the Red Federation?

Isn't that the red devil! ?

It's over, I'd rather die than live!
Sorry, Pollard, Big Sister...

(End of this chapter)

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