The Secret Garden of the Dandelion Troupe

Besero was irritated. The human in front of him was unreasonable. It just wanted to make a good deal. It even took the lead in increasing the bet. Didn't this human understand the logic at all? !

As for Mu Hua, it was impossible for him to exchange his windbreaker for the plague virus, and the demon merchant's words just now clearly seemed to be full of temptation.

However, if the virus is added to the treatment serum, the value of the plague demon carrion extract will increase exponentially.

Well, although the serum can only guarantee that one person is safe, and the others will still be dead, regardless of the value, at least the pressure will be reduced a lot when it is released, right?

Of course, while the pressure is reduced, this thing still cannot be thrown around, or in other words, there seems to be no place to throw it.

No matter where you throw it, if people find out about it, he will become the big criminal that everyone shouts and beats in minutes.

Mu Hua now has no delusions of being victimized. He is not very interested in this self-destructing virus. However, if there is a serum, Kunna's safety factor in holding it will be greatly improved.

Although it is still a very bad self-destructing virus, to even want it to have any effect, you need to find someone to poison it first. . .

"Master, you can show it the Philosopher's Stone." Tuesday's voice echoed in his heart, and Mu Hua's expression froze.

Usually Tuesday is always attached to Mu Hua's soul, and it is normal to be able to communicate with him mentally, but she takes the Philosopher's Stone very seriously.

"Give it the Philosopher's Stone? Is that okay? And you actually let me use the Philosopher's Stone?" Mu Hua thought silently in his heart.

"The demon merchant is special. If it believes you have a lot of Philosopher's Stones, then it probably won't harm you."

"A demon merchant is very valuable to you. The most important thing is that he is a young demon merchant."

"I don't mind if you use the Philosopher's Stone in exchange for a more beneficial value, I just don't like you wasting the Philosopher's Stone on those blue pools." Tuesday's voice echoed in my heart again.

Mu Hua didn't know much about the demon merchant, but out of trust in Tuesday, Mu Hua still put away the potion bottle in his hand.

"Can you block the monitoring and surveillance?" Mu Hua asked the somewhat impatient Besero.

"Well? Is...isn't this bad?" Becerro hesitated slightly, looked around, and then looked at the sky. He seemed to be resisting, but he was probably not afraid of what Mu Hua would do to him.

"Ha, I thought you were really not afraid of anything." Observing Besero's behavior, Mu Hua shook his head and smiled.

"It's not a matter of fear or not, I just don't want to cause misunderstandings. I don't like unnecessary consumption. Besero is a businessman and I don't want to cause trouble." Besero said matter-of-factly.

But it seemed completely unaware that it had been causing trouble ever since it took out the plague demon carrion extract.

After asking Mu Hua's name, it was confirmed that Mu Hua wanted to continue the transaction. Mu Hua did not want people around him to know the details of the transaction, which also aroused Besero's interest.

The refraction of light obscures visual observation, and the sounds from the outside world become vague and unclear.

It seems real and illusory, as if a circle of translucent frosted glass appeared out of thin air, and Becerro created a space around it that shields the senses.

From the outside, Mu Hua and Besero seemed to be surrounded by a circle of translucent glass, and their figures turned into blurry shadows.

Mu Hua reached out and touched it. The surrounding walls were illusory and unreal, but they had no defensive effect.

"Okay, young human, you make me feel very special, and you seem to have a lot of good things."

"Now, our communication cannot be detected by the outside world, including the airship in the sky. Even if someone observes it with the eye of true seeing, we will immediately discover it."

"So, what will you come up with?"

"Secret information of the country? Innovative technologies of mankind? Or some strange materials?"

"Although I think the bottle of Abyss Demonic Mist is more attractive, if it's interesting, Becerro will give you a suitable valuation." Becerro said to Mu Hua.

The sounds from the outside world seemed to be cut off. Mu Hua looked around curiously. The level of this magic should not be high, but he had never produced the skill stone for this magic.

Perhaps it is a compound spell. Although he uses the skill stone to create some inherent magic, Mu Hua does not understand much about the deep application of magic spells because he has not been exposed to high-level magic. For the time being, he is still not very good at unknown magic. analysis combination.

"Devil blood crystal, are you interested?" Mu Hua looked away, but did not take out the Philosopher's Stone, but first took out a blood crystal and handed it to Becero.

"Huh? Gaga, usually only humans come to us to buy blood crystals. Some stupid humans even try to absorb blood crystals and turn into demons. Let me see."

Although he was smiling, there was no smile on Becerro's face, as if he couldn't bear it anymore. Becerro took the blood crystal with ridicule and a bit of disappointment on his face.

Under sufficient light, Besero's dark eyes actually glowed with a faint fluorescence, as if his gaze was full of malice, probably due to some kind of detection ability.

"Bishermo, unfortunately, this bloodline has no value." After a brief observation, Besero threw the bloodline crystal back to Mu Hua, with even disgust on his face.

Bishemo can be understood as a ghoul in conventional knowledge, at least in appearance and behavior. It is a savage and cruel low-level demon, and it is also cannon fodder in the demon battlefield.

"What about these?" Ignoring Besero's disdain, Mu Hua handed the two blood crystals to Besero again.

"Radiali, a deceitful demon who only knows how to flatter. Well, the clawed demon is too ordinary."

"Were you deceived by some despicable businessman? Or did you find a way to refine demon blood?"

"General blood crystals have little value in hell. If the claw demons, Barang demons and the like, well, save more, they can be sold to demons who want to form lower-level legions, but the market is not good either."

"If this is all you have, you will be very disappointed with Besero." Besero was a little angry and even threw the two blood crystals directly to the ground.

"The bloodline of Balang Demon is not worth anything, either?" Mu Hua didn't pay attention to Becero's actions, and used his mage's hands to pinch the blood crystals on the ground.

"You want to say necromancer? Not all Balang demons are good at necromancy."

"Quack, young man, it seems that you haven't been on the battlefield much. Those idiots who brag about jealousy are more likely to become berserkers than necromancers." Besero said mockingly, and his expression turned playful.

"It seems like you can refine demon blood?" Becerro tried. Seeing Mu Hua's noncommittal, Becerro couldn't help but shake his head.

"Instead of refining demon blood, I suggest you refine demon blood. This is a kind reminder for the sake of your potential to become a high-quality customer."

"There is no shortage of demons in hell. Only the blood of demons with high positions and above has a market, but it is too wasteful. Refining their blood is not even as good as cutting them into pieces and selling them as meat, quack quack." Besero laughed strangely.

Faced with Becerro's three-point advice and seven-point ridicule, Mu Hua nodded silently.

These bloodline crystals are by-products when he smelted demons. Of course, in addition to showing it to Besero, Mu Hua also has the bloodline of sirens, naga, hellhounds, blue-winged demons, and even a few unformed Gehenna demon insects. crystallization.

Those were obtained by smelting demons fished out of the abyss. Perhaps in the future he can also obtain bloodline crystals of great demons, spider demons, and Medusas.

According to Becerro, the price of the demon blood crystal will not be too high.

But Mu Hua didn't care. He had already thought about it. He planned to get some devil eggs and raise little devils on the Island of the Abyss.

Go back and feed those bloodline crystals to them, regardless of whether they were trained from a young age or slaughtered for smelting after evolution. They should fully utilize their remaining value.

No longer thinking about the issue of blood crystallization, Mu Hua held a unit of the Philosopher's Stone between his fingers before Becerro could get upset and held it out in front of Becerro's eyes.

"How is this thing?" Mu Hua asked.

A small philosopher's stone, slightly smaller than a mung bean, but after just a glance, Besero's expression changed in surprise, and his original impatient expression was instantly replaced by desire.

"The Philosopher's Stone? You really have it, give it to me! Show it to me! I'll take a look!"

As if he had completely let go of his guard against Mu Hua, Besero, who was only as tall as Mu Hua's waist, rushed to Mu Hua's side. While jumping, he tried to grab Mu Hua's raised right hand, but Mu Hua dodged it.

The Philosopher's Stone, Becerro never thought it would see the Philosopher's Stone in human hands.

Let alone humans, it is just a little devil. As a demon merchant, its qualifications are very shallow. Even in hell, it never thought that any demon would use the Philosopher's Stone to make a deal with it.

At this time, Besero prayed in his heart. The only prayer in his heart was that he hoped that Mu Hua would never have only such a philosopher's stone in his hand. (End of chapter)