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Chapter 242 How to Believe
This can be seen from the price of salt sold in Cattail City. The high-quality table salt produced in Cattail City is cheaper than the garbage salt in their human mines.

Although the goblins are very greedy, the price of salt sold by the goblins can still be accepted by most rich people.

Later, Mr. Cromwell thought about it from the perspective of Cattail City, and then realized that Feng Yu told him that Cattail City was the Cattail City of the Four Clans. No matter what it is in reality, it is correct in name.

Moreover, these four races all have hatred against human beings. Cromwell also knows this. Although it was not the fault of his Moran Empire, human beings cannot escape the hostility of minority races.

That is to say, if you want to get salt in Cattail City, the key is not Feng Yu, but the management organization of Cattail City, which is the Council of Cattail City.

In other words, if you want to buy salt or even discuss the issue of salt fields in Cattail City, you must at least give the residents of the four ethnic groups in Cattail City a plausible and reasonable reason to accept what should be 'belonging' to them, but have to give it to them. Humanity.

Cromwell suddenly realized that Feng Yu, as a human being in Cattail City where the four races coexist, no matter what he does, he must have a status to maintain his reputation in Cattail City.

But the council nodded, and the residents of Cattail City accepted, Feng Yu would be able to discuss cooperation or trade with him, otherwise Feng Yu would never take the initiative to cooperate with their humans.

Although Cromwell thought he had figured it out, he didn't know how to solve it. After that, although he didn't leave, Feng Yu stopped hanging out.

Because except for putting Nicole to sleep that night, he has been staying in the research institute or his office in the industrial area at night recently. As for why he stays here, it is because these two places have lights at night, incandescent lights.

Electric lamps from ultra-fine special metal filaments made by alchemists, inert gas filled airships, and glass bulbs.

At night when the electric lights are on, Feng Yu, who is sitting under the lights and working, seems to have returned to the earth. When he was a child, he was doing homework under the light bulbs. Recently, he has been busy here, and even Nicole will come here to accompany he.

Xiao Nizi also likes electric lights very much, but she is a little afraid that the red and white glass will explode, so she always hides far away, unlike Feng Yu who sits under the light bulb.

When Cromwell found Feng Yu, Feng Yu was surprised, and Cromwell was even more surprised.

"Old man, how did you find this place?"

"What is this thing, why is there no magic wave?"

The two spoke at the same time, but they didn't hear what the other said.

Feng Yu said: "My question is not clear, so I will refuse to answer any questions tonight. Let me ask again, old man, how did you find me?"

The houses in Cattail City are all the same, and it is impossible for someone who is not familiar with him to recruit him.

There was a mysterious smile on Cromwell's face, but this smile was extremely wretched in Feng Yu's eyes.

"You reach into the pocket of your left coat."

Feng Yu reached out and took out a small silver-white object not much bigger than a button.

"what is this?"

"Didn't I tell you that magic props will emit magic fluctuations when used. This is a little thing that is useless except for emitting weak magic fluctuations."

"You are a Dharma sage after all, you can do this kind of thing!"

"You never thought of me as a holy man, you yelled at each old man, and you didn't allow me to do something like a bad old man.

Now it's time for you to answer me, what is this thing and why is it so bright? "

Feng Yu looked at the two wires leading to the light through the beam, and suddenly a thought came to his mind: Can this old man be fooled into grabbing the wires with both hands? !

Later, after thinking about it, it would be better to solve the problem at once. If it is not resolved, the Dharma Sage will also be angry. His small body is really strong enough to withstand the Dharma Sage's anger.

"That's electricity, the power of thunder in the sky during thunderstorms."

Seeing Cromwell looking at him contemptuously, Feng Yu almost went crazy.

"Old man, let me tell you, I haven't lied to you since I saw you."

"How do you want me to believe it? Lei Ting, why don't you say that this is the divine power of the Moon God?"

"How can the moon be as bright as this thing?!"

"Eh..." Now it was Cromwell's turn to be speechless.

"Did you see those two wires? What flows inside is the power of thunder. Through the wires, let the power of thunder pass through the things inside the glass to make it light up.

If you don't believe it, you can touch the two lines with your hands.

But let me tell you first, if the lightning strikes a human or animal, it will definitely kill you, so it doesn't matter if you want to try it, but don't blame me if something goes wrong. "

Feng Yu murmured in his heart, hoping that this Dharma sage would become curious, and then try it himself.

Cromwell went out after listening, and came back after a while, but there was a wilderness mouse floating behind him strangely.

Looking at the turbulent hair on the wasteland mouse, but the Dharma Saint who was close at hand didn't even move a hair, you can see Cromwell's ability to control wind spells.

Feng Yu gave a thumbs up: "With your ability, if you don't solve the rat plague in the wilderness, you will be blind."

Cromwell gave him a blank look: "Didn't you say that thunderbolts will kill people and animals? Try using it now. I want to see who dares to speak loudly to control thunderbolts."

Feng Yu rolled his eyes and said, "Why don't we make a bet before we try?"

"What do you mean?"

"If I can prove that I am the power of thunder, I will make a condition for you to complete. If I can't prove it, or if my proof is not convinced by you, then you make a condition and I will complete it.

Any condition is fine, as long as it is not murder and arson, which violates morality, even if you want the secret recipe of salt, I can give it to you. "

Cromwell looked at Feng Yu with contempt: "What's wrong with being stupid, do you think I will make such a bet?"

"Don't you believe it?"

"Don't talk nonsense, quickly prove it to me."

"Then you'll see."

Feng Yu pulled out two more wires, touched the exposed copper wires in front of the old man, and then connected the wires to a knife switch.

When the wasteland mouse's head and tail touched the exposed copper wire at the same time, the electric lights in the house dimmed for a moment, and then the wasteland mouse straightened its limbs and did not move.

"It's really dead!" Cromwell murmured.

"Why don't you try it out? Maybe this thing has no effect on the Dharma Sage!"

Cromwell rolled his eyes and said, "Is there any other way to prove it?"

Feng Yu went to the switch and turned off the light, and then approached each other with the two wires in his hand in the dark, sparking a few electric sparks that were particularly obvious in the dark.

(End of this chapter)