In what age are you still traveling through the main god space.?

Chapter 203 After signing this contract, we will become our own.

"No!" Tang Yan didn't even say it before he was rejected by Wang Jinjue.

Do these devils really not know how to make hot pot? They have a bunch of ways to get the hot pot making method, and what they want is the authorization of the hot pot making method! This way they can magically change the hotpot, and then they can do bad things.

As the saying goes, if the name is incorrect, the words will not be correct!

But this world mission, Tang Yan and the others were just to preach. How could they sell the hot pot making method to the devil and cause trouble for themselves?

It’s useless for them to ask for money!
  "But in my hometown, many people don't enjoy the fun of hot pot." Phyllis sighed and said, "How about opening a temple to the god of hot pot in hell."

"Hell is an open and free place, and we welcome other gods and believers."

"This is your goal to open a temple to the hot pot god in hell," Tang Yan said.

Phyllis didn't deny it, just smiled.

"Actually, if you really like hot pot, you can eat our latest hot pot base." Wang Jinjue asked someone to send a paper bag with a piece of red hot pot base in it: "One pound of ingredients, five pounds of butter, and three pounds of water! Big package, big portion! One base can be eaten for two meals! It’s really made with conscience!”

"After taking this hot pot base back, you have to put it in boiling water, and you can have a delicious hot pot soup. It is very convenient to make whatever you want to eat!"

“It’s really a must-have product for home travel!”

"..." Phyllis stared blankly at Wang Jinjue's eloquence.

Damn it, are you talking about eating hot pot?
  But do you want to buy some of this stuff and bring some back to those rubes? Presumably Asmodeus has never had hot pot.

"how much is it?"

"It's too cliché to say you don't have money. I won't charge you any money today!"

"Ah...that's very polite." Phyllis said with a smile, preparing to take the hot pot base.

"As long as you sincerely believe in the God of Hot Pot, this hot pot base will be given to you!" Wang Jinjue took the hot pot base aside and avoided Felice's hand.

"What does it mean to be sincere?" Phyllis asked.

"In front of the God of Hot Pot, there is a sincerity box. How many gold coins you put in it represents how much sincerity you have."

"..."

Doesn’t this still cost money?
  Are there so many tricks in the world now? Phyllis was a little confused. He hadn't been to Faerun for just a few decades. Are all the people in Faerun doing this now?
  Pooh! These gods are so mean!

"It seems that you do not truly believe in the God of Hot Pot, and this hot pot base has no connection with you." Wang Jinjue said with regret.

"..." Phyllis took out a bag of gold coins and said, "Are these enough?"

"I was wrong just now. You are a loyal believer of the God of Hot Pot!" Wang Jinjue asked someone to deliver several hot pot base ingredients and handed them to Felice.

Isn't the loyalty of you, the god of hot pot, too philistine?
  Does money mean loyalty?

Are you engaged in faith or business?
  In fact, it’s not that Wang Jinjue is a philistine, but that he doesn’t know how expensive firewood and rice are since he’s not a rich man! I lose money every day to treat people to hot pot and develop followers. Although they really didn't care about money, he felt a little uncomfortable. Nowadays, it is rare to find someone who is a great grievance. If I don’t kill him, how can I live up to that grievance?
  Phyllis took the hot pot base and weighed it. Well, it’s just a little more important than the bag of gold coins just now. Isn’t this hot pot base only bought by those who take advantage of it?

"Then what's the second thing?" Tang Yan asked. Phyllis only said one thing just now.

"I heard, Your Excellency..." Phyllis tapped the ground gently with her cane, and the magic power formed a protective shield so that their words would not be heard. A powerful existence, even if he really chants his name, he will still be aware of it.

"...Looking for the kingdom of the God of Storms and Goddess of the Sea?"

"Not bad." Tang Yan nodded. As expected, there are no airtight secrets in this world. He just asked a few mages and a few priests. Now, the whole world seems to know that he is looking for trouble with those two bad people.

The main reason is that Tang Yan's fighting power is so powerful that the eyes of gods and devils are all focused on him.

"We devils also have hundreds of millions of little ways." Phyllis made a sign of "a little bit" with her thumb and index finger, and then said: "If you are willing, then we are willing to serve you!"

"Oh? What are your conditions?" Tang Yan asked.

"Hey, no matter what the conditions are, we are all friends." Phyllis wanted to continue talking, such as "Since we are all friends, we help each other" and "We help our friends find ways, and you help us fight bloody battles."

Free is the most expensive thing!
  But this routine was already used by Wang Jinjue just now. Now Tang Yan and Wang Jinjue were looking at him with caring eyes.

"As long as we sign this framework agreement, we will be friends and our own people. There is no need to be so meticulous between friends." Phyllis took out a special piece of parchment, only about forty centimeters long. There are a few sentences written in common language above, which probably mean that both parties help each other and respect each other.

Tang Yan took the parchment with great interest, and carefully looked at the gorgeous patterns on the parchment.

"What are you looking at?" Phyllis asked elegantly.

"I heard that the devil likes to reduce the contents of some contracts into words the size of dust, and then arrange them into patterns to trick people into signing them!" Tang Yan said.

Phyllis was sweating slightly on his forehead and said: "Your Excellency, you must be looking down on us devils. That has been a routine for hundreds of years. Now we devils treat others with sincerity!"

After seeing Tang Yan putting the contract on the fire to roast, Phyllis asked again: "What are you doing?"

"I heard that the devil also used invisible ink to write contracts and trick people into signing them."

"We devils really treat people with sincerity!" A little sweat appeared on Felice's forehead.

Tang Yan gently rubbed a corner of the parchment again, and Phyllis couldn't help asking: "What are you doing?"

"I heard that the devil also uses multi-layered contracts to bundle multiple contracts together to trick people into signing them."

Phyllis continued to explain: "Fairness and justice are the conditions for us to sign a contract! We devils have always been fair and just!"

What the hell, why is this person so familiar with the devil's methods? No wonder the business of my subordinates has dropped a lot recently. I used to think that they were lazy, but now it seems that they are people from the main material plane who are as smart as ghosts!

This contract was given to him by Asmodeus, the Lord of Hell, and he didn't know what Asmodeus did on it.

He didn't want to know, and he didn't dare to know.

"This contract seems fine, but I won't sign it." Tang Yan put the contract aside and said.

"why?"

"Because the contract was signed for the day it was broken."

　He signed a contract with the devil because he was mentally ill. (I’ve been very busy recently, so my writing is a bit messy, sorry for that.)
  　　
  　
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