Chapter 18 Wan Chao Hui (two in one) [VIP]

After complaining about the diary, Luke observed quietly.

Didn’t the deception succeed?

According to the nature of the feather pen, if there is a treasure, it will definitely mention it, and even if there is no treasure, it will show off its previous glory.

There was no expression at all.

This pen seems to be more patient than before.

Gotta give it a try.

Lujia stood up and said, "You're right, isn't it just 100 million? I will write the second part of "The Three and a Half Years Old Group Pet" now."

After an incense stick of time, the feather pen was laid out in Luke's palm, breathing slightly, and there were still traces of sweat on the pen from the boy's furious writing.

Luke calmly put away the manuscript.

It really lasted.

In the past, it would spit out less than ten sentences.

Boom boom boom.

Boom boom boom.

There was a sudden and urgent knock on the door.

From the time I came back to write until now, time has passed very quickly, and it is almost dark in the blink of an eye.

Lujia lit the lamp, and after the door opened, Lillian said breathlessly, "The demon prince just entered the city."

Luke's first reaction was that the Demon King was here, so it was normal for this prince to come and join the Demon King. However, Lillian's next words made him feel heartbroken.

"You must not show up, or your life will be in danger."

Luke: “Is it that serious?”

It is a holy city after all.

Lillian: "Although the publishing industry is unpopular, the eldest prince was determined to occupy this industry. I heard that he believed that words could also be weapons."

"Now, because of you... or because of the Dragon Clan, everyone is paying attention to this industry again. The Demon King happens to be in the Holy City, and the eldest prince is as narrow-minded as a needle tip. He will definitely feel that you have embarrassed him."

What kind of outrageous anger is this?

Luke frowned, but he had to admit that Alec's vision was quite advanced.

"I'm afraid it's no use not showing up." Luke said, "When I was in the Stone City, the demon servants had already set their sights on me."

It was not a big secret that he then followed the city lord and left the Stone City.

Lillian was stunned for a moment. After a moment, she gritted her teeth and reluctantly took out a tablet from her storage ring and stuffed it into his hand: "This is for you."

Luke was puzzled.

"We have another child in our family, but he died before I was born. You can take this tablet and say that he has been married into my family. My father is in the Holy City, and I will have a reason to ask him to help you when the time comes."

Luke was somewhat touched.

He and Lillian had only known each other for a short time and they had only worked together once or twice, but he didn't expect her to be so enthusiastic.

"She's lying to you." Quill sneered, "Succubi are protected by bloodlines, and young children rarely die."

What's more, his father is a pharmacist.

Lujia was startled, then looked at Lillian and directly said the key words in the voice transmission: "Bloodline Protection."

He didn't think that the other party was deliberately trying to harm him, otherwise he could have relied on a sneak attack, which would have been more effective.

Lillian was immediately embarrassed: "You even know this."

Usually only succubi know about this.

"Well, actually this is the tablet of my turtle."

“…”

Lillian waved her hands: "Anyway, no one else knows, and my father won't refute it, because he used to raise that turtle as his son."

Lujia immediately changed to holding the tablet with both hands: "Please tell my uncle that when I get through this difficult time, I will definitely send your son back safely."

"Yeah, there's a special magic circle on it. If you're in danger, you break it. My father can sense it."

After Lillian left, Lujia looked at the tablet and fell into deep thought: "Lillian's father raised a turtle as his son, but the devil raised his son as a turtle."

Just as I finished expressing my feelings, there was another knock on the door.

Karen had a keen sense of smell and could smell the lingering perfume in the room: "Lillian was here?"

Luke nodded.

Seeing this, Karen said no more: "Since you know everything, you should be more careful."

After saying that, he turned and left.

"President Karen."

Luke suddenly called him, thought for a moment and said, "If one day, my identity is not what you imagined..."

Karen interrupted directly and said only five words: "I am a businessman."

Profits come when they come, and disperse when they are gone.

Luke understood his attitude, accepted the fact calmly, and nodded: "I understand."

He always likes to plan ahead and knows how to find new partners to prepare for future cooperation.

However, before Luke could finish his words, an advanced space scroll suddenly appeared in his hand, which had a wider range than the orc's space scroll. At the same time, there was also a mask as thin as a cicada's wing and a black card.

"Wearing this mask can temporarily change your appearance. In the future, the annual dividends will still be deposited into the card. This is the preparation I made for each partner who leaves."

Seeing his skillful movements of taking things out, Luke's eyelids jumped: "Among your partners..."

Quite a few legal experts.

"Luke."

Karen rarely called his name. The last time he heard it, Luke felt that his voice had a false sense of sincerity, but this time he felt something different.

"I've worked with many people with criminal records, but you're the most special." Karen said honestly, "You're young, you have a lot of ideas, and most importantly, you can be cunning without being annoying."

He glanced at the black card and said, "If you are worried that you won't be able to use the money after you die, I can also help you transfer it to your family."

Karen guessed that Luke's identity might represent some big trouble, otherwise he would not be so abnormal.

In addition to the Demon Prince, the other side also poses a more deadly threat.

Lujia shook his head: "It's useless to give money if the people are dead. When the time comes, help me use the money in the card to hire someone to kill them all and reunite us."

“…”

"It's best to be the 15th," Luke said with a soft and warm smile, "because the moon is fullest on the 16th."

Family reunion.

Seeing that he was emitting a suspiciously holy aura, Karen was now completely certain that he was not joking.

The confusion that had always existed had been answered. Luke's origin was indeed extraordinary, but the other party's crisis might just come from his family.

Luke stroked his chin, tried his best to catch his bell-like laughter, and asked:

"If there are big deals coming one after another, but selling them would offend other forces, would the business accept them?"

Karen did not give a direct answer, but gave an example: "Once a dark elf stole the treasure of the elves and robbed a seriously injured demon on the way. The stolen items were eventually auctioned off through the Rhine Trading Company. The dark elf got the money and exchanged it for the resources he wanted. Unfortunately, within two years, he was still found dead miserably."

Lujia understood that as long as it was a normal transaction, Rhine Trading Company would accept any business, but it would not interfere in the life and death of the buyer and seller.

The strength of the business itself is enough to deal with the troubles under this principle.

With the valuable space scroll and mask in his arms, Karen has done his best.

Lujia turned around and poured two glasses of wine, then raised his glass: "Let's celebrate every happy ending."

Karen smiled and clinked glasses with him.

It’s too late now. Luke has an appointment to discuss some follow-up sales issues about Three and a Half Years Old early tomorrow morning.

Karen agreed, and before leaving, he reminded him, "The Wanchao meeting will be held in a few days, and a large number of guests will arrive one after another. Don't go to other guild halls for no reason."

There is more than one hall in the holy city for receiving distinguished guests. There are halls in every direction of the inner city, east, west, south and north. There is even a huge building built on an island in the artificial lake in the city.

This special hall with a large area is mainly used to receive some races with huge bodies, such as dragons, orcs, etc.

If you meet someone with a bad temper, you will get into trouble for nothing.

…

The demons are definitely among the top three with the worst tempers.

In the Demon Clan Hall, on a chair covered with a high-quality cashmere blanket, a man with dark red hair and green eyes was sitting half-sideways, playing with a diamond-shaped crystal, which had some brightness of its own.

"Is this the latest thing developed by the dwarves?"

The kneeling demon servant immediately reported: "This is an enhanced version of the micro-photographic stone. Once activated, it can hide its form, making it difficult to be discovered by eavesdropping or surveillance. We have already negotiated with the dwarves. They will not display this item at the Wanchao Conference this time. It will only be provided to Your Highness in the future."

"Thank you for your hard work," Alec was very satisfied. The fragmented light made his naturally sick skin look even paler. "I guess you spent a lot of effort on it."

His Highness actually told them that they had worked hard.

The demon servant knelt excitedly: "Swear to be loyal to His Majesty until death."

Alec had a playful expression on his face.

How interesting.

He bought these gadgets to replace his magic servants. After all, magic servants would get tired, die, and be captured. They were not as useful as these little gadgets.

They were actually grateful to themselves.

Alec summoned a demon servant, and a black feather robe appeared in his hand.

"Many years ago, I killed a dark elf and looted a good thing from him." Alec said in a slightly gentle tone, "At that time, the dark elf successfully entered and exited the elf tribe with only this feather coat. You wear it and go to the human tribe's guild hall, and you know what to do with the rest."

What Alec didn't say was that the use of this feather coat was extremely costly and would invisibly absorb life energy.

The precious feather robe was given to the demon servant as soon as he was asked. He took it excitedly and knelt down again to show his loyalty.

"I will definitely complete the task."

Alec ignored it, with a creepy smile on his face.

In fact, he has also read the book "The Group's Favorite is Three and a Half Years Old". I'm afraid the author's original target was the dragon clan.

He had also tried to use words to cause trouble, but unfortunately failed in the end for various reasons. Now, someone has successfully attracted the attention of the dragon clan with just such an absurd story, and is spending a fortune on a virtual character in the Holy City.

The arms of the chair crumbled to dust in Alec's hands.

His eyes gradually became gloomy.

When he went to see his father before, he was stopped by the attendant on the grounds that the father was busy. This made him suspect that his importance in his father's heart had declined compared to his other brothers and sisters.

But we have to solve this problem first.

It is not a good thing for humans and dragons to get too close.

…

While Alec was staying up late planning for the future, Luke was sleeping soundly.

There was a slight breeze outside and the window was not closed. Half asleep and half awake, he was too lazy to look for the quilt that had been kicked aside. He tilted his head and buried his face in the pillow to avoid the wind.

Not far away, the blood vessels of a product that currently lacks energy, wisdom, and strength suddenly moved.

The quill turned half a circle in the direction of the wind and pointed it at the window.

Just now...it seemed like something came in.

A dreamless night.

The next day, a faint light came in through the window, and Luke moved reluctantly until the light hit his face.

As he lay on the bed like a wooden sculpture, Quill's cold voice came: "There is a slight fluctuation of magic in the room."

Luke was startled and woke up on the spot.

He pretended to be fine and put on his clothes, then walked slowly outside to do radio gymnastics. After a few stretches, he whispered, "Is there someone hiding in the house?"

Why does the tone sound a bit excited?

Quill sneered, "No one."

If there was anything with life lingering, it would have located it long ago.

Hearing this, Luke began to wonder what was stuffed in there. The slight magical fluctuations showed that it was not a weapon with great destructive power.

He breathed a sigh of relief.

At this time, the feather pen said again: "It is somewhat similar to the energy composition of the photo stone."

Luke was surprised. How could he sense this?

Quill's habitual yin and yang: "You think I'm as useless as you."

"Thank you anyway." At least he was willing to take the initiative to remind people of the danger.

Photo stone.

The first thing Luke thought of was the Great Prince of the Demon Tribe. As early as in the Stone City, there were demon servants who had been targeting him. The things in the room were probably playing the same role.

Just as I was thinking about it, I heard footsteps in the front. Karen was still walking towards me in the morning light with that aristocratic demeanor.

There is no early rise without benefit. Karen got up earlier than herself.

Seeing Luke doing the Eagle Takeoff Exercise, Karen looked strange and asked, "Is this the forbidden magic you've been practicing recently?"

Luke remained silent.

Since it was inappropriate to talk outside, he took the initiative to invite the other party into the house.

The feather pen knew that someone was about to start performing in front of the photo stone in the house.

Unexpectedly, Luke was actually discussing business normally: "I'm going to sell peripheral products."

He often uttered some new words, but Karen didn't ask any questions and just listened quietly.

Sure enough, Luke quickly began to explain: "It can be understood as a derivative product related to the novel."

Karen was so smart that she immediately thought of the billboard that the dragon carried away from the bookstore.

"A sign?"

Luke nodded: "Almost, but it has to be palm-sized."

Karen agreed: "Yeah, that's cute."

"No, it saves raw materials."

One big stand can be used to make dozens of small standees.

“…”

Lujia: "I also need a pendant so I can wear it at any time."

He roughly gestured the style.

Karen agreed: "This also saves raw materials."

Lujia corrected: "No, carry it with you to make the love last longer. Otherwise, what if the gold dragon's feelings for the cub fade?"

Karen was completely silent.

Lujia continued, "While the popularity is still there, it would be best to produce a batch of samples before the start of the Wanchao Conference. If conditions permit, each pendant should have a different shape, starting with seven."

Karen did not comment this time.

Sure enough, he was right. Luke's next words overturned his inherent perception:

"The key is to stimulate the dragon race's collecting habit and make the most money. Since the audience is not large, some publicity should be done to the outside world, such as owning the same pendants as the dragon race. The ladies and ladies of the Holy City are also the audience, so it would be best to add some promotional pictures of their purchases."

"The most important point is that the selling price must be much higher than the cost price. The cutest shapes should be limited in supply. Later, we can make some furry toys of different styles and put them all in a box, which is called a blind box. There is no limit on the number of blind boxes, but only the first 100 or 50 will be numbered. Anyway, it is to make it special."

"Our purpose is: huge profits."

There was a brief silence in the house.

After a while, Karen looked at him and said hesitantly, "There are no good people in your family, right?"

Lu Jia felt like he had found a soulmate: "You are really good at judging people."

The Wanchao Conference was not long away, and Karen left in a long silence to make arrangements. Regardless of whether these so-called peripherals could make money, the greater value was the business philosophy that Luke brought to him.

Now is the best opportunity to practice.

After seeing Karen off, Luke didn't stay in the room for long. He packed up and went out.

Birds were singing on the road, and the sky in the holy city seemed a little bluer than outside.

The feather pen couldn't help it after all, and asked faintly: "What evil idea are you thinking of?"

Even though he knew he might be under surveillance, he still left so much useful information in the house.

Luke didn't keep the secret, "These things sound easy, but hard to put into practice."

If you want your peripheral products to sell well, you must first have a big IP to support them.

Feather Pen sneered: "None of the words you said before were pleasing to the ear. Aren't you afraid that the other party will make a fuss about it?"

Luke shrugged. "I'm just afraid he won't do anything. But...if Alec is really behind this, he should be stunned for a moment, and then his pupils will dilate."

“……”What kind of description is this? !

Luke took out the mask and put it on slowly:

“I wonder how many times the crown prince’s pupils will move when he sees my true appearance through the photo stone.” He clapped his hands and twisted his narrow waist twice: “Move like this, move and hit, move and hit~”

The feather pen hanging at his waist was forced to sway along with the movement. He closed his eyes and chose to tolerate the other party's occasional indulgence.

He doesn't care about his identity being exposed and seems to be prepared for the Manchu meeting with the Demon King.

After twisting enough, Lujia regained his spirits and said, "Let's go and collect materials."

The location of the Lord of the Stone City was not far from their house.

Although the City of Stone is located in a remote area, the city lord has a high status and is one of the few visitors who was received by the saint.

Luke was lucky, the Lord of the Stone City was in his house at the moment and agreed to see him.

As soon as I entered the room, I saw the Lord of Boulder City playing chess for his own amusement.

Lujia stood at the door holding a small notebook. He greeted politely first, then stated his purpose: "I want to ask you about the love between my parents."

The Lord of Big Stone City's hand holding the chess piece froze.

With the tacit consent of the Lord of the Stone City, Lujia sat cross-legged opposite him: "I grew up in a closed state, and I have always been curious about the sadomasochistic love between the two of them."

The city lord put down the chess piece and said, "Are you curious enough to write it down in a notebook?"

Luke smiled and didn't answer.

"If possible, I would also like to get to know my half-brothers."

The love between the Demon King and the Saint collapsed soon after, as they obviously didn't have time to have a second child.

The current crown prince should be the son of the Demon King and another demon.

"Half-sisters?" The city lord's gentle gaze suddenly became sharper. He looked at Lujia and slowly told a shocking fact: "In order to select the best crown prince, the princes of the Demon Realm are all adopted by the Demon King from several princes."

Luke's heart skipped a beat when he heard this.

Growing up in the demon world, it is impossible not to know this.

But he soon calmed down. After all, as he had said before, he used to live a very closed life.

“So this is the ethical relationship in my family.”

He grasped the point: "Oh, men really like to raise other people's children."

What nonsense are you talking about?

The Lord of Boulder City leaned back slightly, his eyes seemed a little unfocused in the sunlight, as if he was reminiscing about the past.

"As for your parents, the story begins during the truce more than 20 years ago..."

Luke listened carefully to the past events that were gradually being forgotten, as if he was attending an open class, and he would raise his hand to ask questions from time to time.

Seeing how enthusiastic he was, the city lord, who was speaking halfway, became suspicious: "I always feel like you're going to cause trouble."

Luke just smiled.

Anyway, his pen was pointed at the demons. The Lord of Giant Stone City continued, "I see that you are fearless. If you really get into trouble one day, you can try to run to Dragon Island for refuge."

After discovering that some dragons were particularly fond of "Three and a Half Years Old", some foreign merchants thought that this book might have a market among the entire dragon clan. They bought a batch of "Three and a Half Years Old" in the Holy City and tried to trade near Dragon Island at a high price.

Lujia knew that the value of his book was still increasing. Since this morning, the golden light attached to the magic structure in his body has become stronger and stronger, piling up like a big durian, enough to support him to complete the next stage of training.

It was just that because there was something watching him in the room, he didn't start practicing right away.

"It won't cause any trouble," he said softly.

Time flies when you are busy.

On the third day after Luke arrived in the Holy City, popular competitions such as alchemy and weapon forging began one after another, attracting countless people from the inner city to watch.

The selection of the most popular characters and authors is also one of the many competitions. Due to the popularity of the character list, Luke’s votes are currently leading by a huge margin.

He himself did not pay much attention to voting.

Whenever he has some free time, Luke will go and communicate with the manager of the Rhine Chamber of Commerce.

The steward looked at Karen uncertainly, meaning, are you really going to do this?

Not long ago, Lujia suddenly proposed to hire someone to engrave magic inscriptions at fixed locations in all chambers of commerce and exhibition booths in the Holy City, and then place photo stones to form a projection screen, so as to broadcast the sales situation simultaneously on the day of the Wanchao Conference.

Isn't this nonsense?

Who would tell the whole world that they sold something?

Karen narrowed his eyes, thought for a moment, and then said, "Go ask the magician."

The steward was stunned: "Really?"

"Do as he says."

Karen has a very thorough understanding of things, and Luke has many new ideas. Whether they will work or not cannot be determined based on experience alone, but only through practice.

At least so far, Luke has never let him down.

Luke suddenly asked, "How is the production of the peripheral products going?"

Karen: "We have about 3,000 standees at the moment. The doll plan has been postponed. We are now working on the blind box you mentioned."

Lu Jia smiled after hearing this and said, "We will focus on promoting blind boxes. When the time comes, we will focus on live streaming the unpacking and selling of blind boxes. Remember to limit purchases. A single customer is limited to ten boxes per day."

"Are you sure?"

According to normal predictions, the price is high and the product is niche, so it is likely that not many will be sold.

The main source of customers may be the Dragon Clan, and once the purchase restrictions are imposed, their retreat will be blocked.

Luke nodded: "Purchase restrictions can increase its invisible value, and..."

He stared at the wall where the inscription was about to be engraved: "The fact that the book is niche does not mean that the product is unpopular. Many people may not have heard of or read the book, but it does not affect their liking for the character, or the image, and their willingness to pay for it."

“……”Are there really so many diverse sources of customers in the world?

Anyway, we have already finalized a lot of collaborations, so this one doesn’t matter.

Karen nodded in agreement.

Everything was ready, and Luke spent his last days in seclusion in the house writing manuscripts.

In an order where prosperity and crisis coexist, this day, the Wanchaohui is finally coming.

Early in the morning, Luke changed into clothes that he had specially ordered.

The special white fabric has a very good texture. The color transitions to the sleeves and becomes clear, allowing you to vaguely see the curve of the forearm. The naturally whiter skin on the inside is barely visible, and at first glance appears to be slightly tinged with mica powder in the sunlight.

As he buttoned the buttons, he noticed the collar, "Help me get the matching jewels."

The quill floated over like a ghost and warned coldly: "Don't speak to me in a commanding tone."

The noise outside came in from several streets away. Luke didn't hear it clearly and turned sideways: "What did you say?"

There were still two buttons at the top that were not fastened, and her collarbone was half exposed.

Life in the guild hall was very comfortable. Luke finally gained some weight and became more beautiful.

The quill put the gem down directly, and suddenly floated outside without saying a word.

Luke shook his head, feeling confused day by day.

He walked to the mirror and completed the last step of dressing, ready to face the Wanchao meeting.

The author has something to say:

In the next chapter, finally - the Demon King, the Saint, the Dragon Clan, and the protagonists will gather face to face.

All the groundwork needed for the entire Holy City chapter has been done at once, and now all I have to do is create. Oh, I am simply a hard-working little bee.

Please remember my new name, little bee