I seem to be an evil god

"Gaia, you're here."

In the carriage, the eldest prince opened his eyes, looked at Liu Dao steadily for a long time, and suddenly said:

"The Sunset Flower Merchant Guild has ceased to exist in name only. Are you interested?"

Liu Dao was stunned for a moment and asked, "What do you want?"

Because of Liu Dao's previous scheme, old Bondarev sent people into the sewers to check the situation. As a result, he accidentally became one of the infected and lost his life during the search.

There is no problem for the Dragon Blood Society to swallow the Sunset Flower Chamber of Commerce at this time, but it cannot be digested after swallowing. The operation of the Chamber of Commerce and the society are completely two mechanisms. When the eldest prince proposed it at this time, he naturally had his own plans.

The eldest prince smiled, "I like to deal with smart people. I can give you all the assets of the Sunset Flower Chamber of Commerce in the royal capital. The caravan route will be mine. In exchange, I will settle the problems with officials and nobles, and you will be responsible for ensuring that Chamber assets are operational.”

Liu Dao probably understood what the eldest prince meant. The assets of the Sunset Flower Merchant Guild in the royal capital were nothing more than a few shops and sales buildings such as auction houses. The production was given to the eldest prince, and Liu Dao was responsible for the sales. Generally speaking, Liu Dao's profits were More, but he also needs to bear the reputation of seizing the industry.

"Can."

Liu Dao nodded, and the eldest prince smiled, "Well, after you gather the Sunset Flower Merchant Guild, I will send someone to talk to you in detail."

"It's very simple. Your people can just hand over to Mattes directly. Prince, I am more concerned about the transaction between us."

"Don't be anxious," the eldest prince smiled. "The destination will be reached soon. We will discuss the deal after you see the specific products."

The carriage rushed through the royal capital and finally stopped in the southeast of the royal capital. Liu Dao jumped off the carriage and the first thing he saw was a huge circular building.

He was familiar with this building. It was the Dragon Blood Arena with the name of the Dragon Blood Society.

The eldest prince jumped off the carriage and walked slowly into the arena.

"Is this your property?"

"Specifically, it's from the Dragon Blood Society, although you have no intention of accepting it."

The eldest prince smiled and Liu Dao frowned, "Are you the person behind old Hughes?"

"Please rest assured, my ally, I will not have trouble with you because of a little thing in the past. Although I did have some thoughts when you just accepted the Dragon Blood Society, we are different now, aren't we? "

The eldest prince walked in first, and Liu Dao followed him. Since inheriting the Dragon Blood Society, Liu Dao wanted to contact this place several times, but was delayed due to various reasons. At this time, as the eldest prince entered, this place became quite legendary. The architecture unveiled to Liu Dao.

"It is said that the rise of old Hughes was due to a dragon that was about to grow old. Is this also your handiwork?"

Liu Dao asked. The eldest prince smiled and shook his head slightly.

"The rise of old Hughes has nothing to do with me. I don't know what he got in the first place, but the reason why he got on the line with me does have something to do with the dragon."

The eldest prince led Liu Dao through the arena and into the preparation room at the rear. Here, a group of capable gladiators were training, their shirtless bodies covered with scars.

"Your Highness."

A giant with a height of more than three meters trotted over. It was said to be a trot, but in fact it was no different from a heterogeneous wild bear bumping into him.

"Barbarian Giant" Jigev, the host of the Dragon Blood Arena and Liu Dao's nominal subordinate.

"Jigev."

The eldest prince nodded lightly, "Come to meet our friend, President Gaia."

Jigev looked at Liu Dao, and his face, which was bigger than a bear, immediately wrinkled.

"Your Highness, he is not the traitor who stole the Dragon Blood Society."

"Okay, there's no need to mention the past," the eldest prince interrupted Jigev, "Gaia is our ally now, and we can cooperate on many things in the future."

".yes."

Jigov walked silently behind the eldest prince, and Liu Dao paid no attention to him. At this time, Liu Dao was focusing on the gladiators in training.

There were many scars on these gladiators, and there didn't seem to be anything wrong with them. However, Liu Dao noticed a problem. Many gladiators had almost similar odd-shaped scars, not from sword wounds, but from some kind of special weapon.

This is almost impossible, because the competition in the gladiatorial arena has always been an elimination system, and no gladiator will fight against all gladiators.

There is another possibility, which may cause everyone to have similar wounds.

Liu Dao secretly wrote down this question and continued to follow the eldest prince, passing through the training ground. The destination of this trip finally arrived.

What you see is a huge cage. The half-dead baby dragon has its limbs tied with iron chains. The whole body is completely pulled apart, leaving no room for movement. A group of professionals are going up and down on the baby dragon, collecting materials such as flesh, flesh, and scales. .

On the other side of the room is a giant alchemy device, with a large number of professionals dressed as alchemists working in it. The liquid tank at the top of the machine contains fresh pink blood.

"Welcome to my alchemy factory. You must already know its name, it is Dragon Blood."

The eldest prince opened his arms to Liu Dao. Behind him, several tied young dragons roared silently, their orange vertical pupils filled with bloodshot blood of hostility.

On the other side, master alchemist Moglai brought over two trays. On the trays were two stacks of scrolls. From this distance, Liu Dao could clearly see the bloodshot lines on the edges of the scrolls.

"This is the summoning spell promised to you. The one on the left is the royal family's secret collection, and the one on the right is the result of this alchemy factory."

The eldest prince introduced to Liu Dao, "If you are willing, our cooperation can also include these young dragons and the unhatched dragon eggs."

Liu Dao understood what the eldest prince meant, but the medicine formula involved his blood, which was not something that could be traded at all.

"No, let's talk about these scrolls."

Liu Dao removed the shrink bag from his waist, placed it on the ground, unfolded the prototype, and with a clanking sound, Liu Dao took out dozens of bottles of medicine.

"A bottle of potion, a summoning spell. Regarding the dragon clan, three summoning spells are exchanged for two bottles."

"This is impossible, Gaia. The price of the summoning scroll on the market exceeds 10,000 gold coins, and as far as I know, your warrior potion has only sold for 500 gold coins at most."

The eldest prince flatly refused. At this time, he looked at these potions like a cat seeing a fish. How could he let Liu Dao exchange them at such a low price.

The total number of summoning spells in his hand was only fifteen, and Liu Dao took out at least forty bottles of potions.

"Constantine, don't kid me. A summoning technique costs ten thousand gold coins. That's a sky-high price that only the auction house can command."

Liu Dao bargained: "I helped Saffron deal with one professional in exchange for sixteen summoning spells. Their value is far from as huge as you said."

"No, no, no," the eldest prince shook his head, "Abigail is not an ordinary professional. If her name is hung up in the underground association, it will cost at least 100,000 gold coins before a gold killer is willing to take action."

The eldest prince exaggerated the price, and the underground association used precious metals to grade the assassins. The gold assassin was already a master, Abigail was just a high-level elite, and there were many silver assassins who could complete the task.

"Then what kind of deal do you want to make? Say it in advance. Don't mention ten for one. We both know that's impossible."