Ferdinand was stunned for a moment before reacting. He quickly smiled and said, "It's okay, it's okay. Since you don't want to talk about it, forget it. There's no point in forcing a sale."

As he spoke, Ferdinand made way first.

The merchants around him also moved aside to make room for Sayil.

Only Babbitt looked unwilling.

There must be something good in that wooden box!

Babbitt felt uncomfortable if he didn't get it.

It’s like there is delicious food right in front of you, but you can’t eat it.

Just as Sayil was about to leave through the passage made by the merchant, Babbitt stood in front of him again.

"Huh?" Sayidun stopped and looked at Babbitt with vigilance.

"Name your price, I want the box in your arms!" Babbitt raised his chin towards Sayir and said.

“Not for sale.”

Sayil said without hesitation, holding the wooden box closer, and walked through the crowd of merchants under the protection of the Skeleton Knight.

Under the escort of the Skeleton Knight, Sayil returned to the city-state of Ilmaha.

After returning to Ilmaha, Sayil immediately took action and used his network of connections to deliver three ecstasy potions to the nobles in the dungeon.

The effect can be imagined. The rat nobles who were looking for excitement were instantly captivated by the ecstasy potion and bought it crazily.

With the bliss potion in hand, Sayil instantly became a hot commodity and a guest of honor among the ratman nobles in the dungeon.

He was very glad that he did not promise Ferdinand to sell him the bliss potion at the market.

Everything went very smoothly, and Sayil went to Rat Death Border City many times to buy the Ecstasy Potion.

But how could Zhang Peng possibly satisfy him? Wouldn’t he have to resort to hunger marketing?

Every time they use the excuse that the Bliss Potion is difficult to produce, and at most they can only produce two boxes a day, which means only 24 doses.

How could just a few dozen bottles of bliss potions be enough for the rat nobles?

In order to obtain the ecstasy potion, the nobles began to raise the price crazily. Every time Sayil brought back the ecstasy potion, it would be snatched away by the rat nobles.

Sayil's wealth grew, and in less than a moment, his name spread throughout the city-state of Ilmah.

Even the two city lords, Percy and McKen, knew about this businessman who had recently become famous.

However, the two still had doubts about the potion he brought from the undead.

In order to verify their guess, the two got a bottle of ecstasy potion and gave it to the researchers, asking them to study what the gas inside was.

The results shocked them.

It is not an ordinary herb, but a kind of energy, an energy that all living things need and is related to the soul.

The reason why the ecstasy potion can bring people pleasure is not physical, but spiritual.

"Will the bliss potion harm us?" Percy asked the researchers seriously.

"I didn't find it harmful to us. On the contrary, this potion will make our souls very...excited and make us more energetic." The researcher told Percy the results of his experiment.

"So not only is there no harm, but there are benefits?" McKen asked with his eyes lighting up.

"That's right. According to my research, this drug can even bring new life to dying people, allowing them to return to their peak condition in a short period of time." The researcher said in a very serious tone.

"Hiss~~~~" The two city lords took a deep breath at the same time.

It's a life-threatening thing!

If the warriors on the battlefield had something like this... the combat effectiveness of the ratmen would at least be improved by several levels.

The two city lords looked at each other and became interested in the bliss potion.

"Can you make this medicine?" McKen asked the researchers.

The researcher rolled his eyes and said unhappily, "I told you, this isn't some herbal potion, it's a kind of energy! Energy, understand?"

"I can use ore to forge weapons, and I can use magical energy to cast spells, but how do you want me to make ore and synthesize magical energy? If I could do that, I wouldn't be a small scientific researcher in your city-state!"

Seeing the researcher getting angry, Mike said with a wry smile, "Don't be angry, I'm just asking. This thing is very important. It would be great if we could make it."

The researcher, panting heavily, glared at Macon. "Why are you so optimistic? The ingredients for this thing are definitely hard to find. Give up. To some extent, the Bliss Potion doesn't belong to this world. Where did you get it?"

Many of the scientific researchers in the rat-man city-state were so focused on their research that they were oblivious to what was happening outside. Therefore, they knew nothing about the bliss potion that had become so popular among the nobles.

Percy sighed and said, "I got it from the dead."

"Undead?" The researcher pondered, then suddenly realized, "That's right, this must be their specialty. I've never heard of such a thing there. By the way, if possible, I suggest you buy more of this stuff."

Mikan smiled bitterly, "I want to buy it, but it's expensive, so I asked if you could make it."

The researcher shook his head and said helplessly, "There's no way to do that. I can't create something like this, and I don't even have a clue what this energy is."

All races have dabbled in the study of the soul, but not in depth. It is a very dangerous area.

Moreover, those who can dabble in the realm of the soul are often those who practice magic.

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