A casual remark from the old Taoist priest could trigger their psychological trauma.
Why are there still demons approaching Xiaoyao?
"I can't make up my mind about this. You know, Xiaoyao isn't my godfather yet."
"This is difficult!"
Xue Meng looked troubled, rubbing three fingers together in front of him.
This isn't an implication, it's an explicit statement!
Second Demon God: ......
They've gone too far in trying to extort money from the demon!
Who gave you the guts?
The strongest? Then it's alright.
The Second Demon God spoke again, "I am willing to offer 30,000 tons of C-grade ore to the human race."
A glint of shrewdness flashed in Xue Meng's eyes, and he said disdainfully,
"We even blew up the Golden Bone Abyss, do you think we care about C-grade ore?"
The Second Demon God's words were originally a test.
Xue Meng didn't care and directly retorted.
There's no need to hide such wealth.
If you're rich, flaunt it!
You're poor, and that's what he'll take advantage of!
Only when the human race is rich and powerful enough can it deter these demons.
The reason why the Second Demon God can be on friendly terms with Xue Meng today is simply because the human race is powerful and has a stronger fist.
If the human race suffers a major loss of strength in the future, the first one to stab them in the back will be the Second Demon God!
Xue Meng understood these principles better than anyone else.
Xue Meng waved his hand dismissively, making an outrageous demand.
"100,000 tons of Grade A ore, I'll pass on this message for you."
"100,000 tons is too much, 50,000 tons is better."
The two sides bargained for a while.
Finally, 100,000 tons of Grade A ore and 3,000 tons of Grade S ore were sold.
Xue Meng laid his cards on the table:
Every time the second demon god bargained, he would raise the price.
Anyway, he has the initiative; he can talk or not, it's up to him.
"Don't force yourself. If you force yourself, even if the deal falls through, we can still be on good terms. I can't take advantage of you, right?"
In the live stream, Xue Meng appeared very sincere.
Ye Bai always felt that Xue Meng had been corrupted by someone and was no longer the simple and honest ninth-tier war god.
He's dirty.
My heart is tainted.
Ye Bai suggested...increase the efforts.
"Not at all, not at all!"
The second demon god shook his head frantically.
Just a little bit of ore.
He wanted to meet Xiaoyao and verify his conjecture.
This price is worth it!
Xue Meng spoke again,
"You know, it's not right for me to go through all the trouble of relaying your message, only to go back hungry."
"Not suitable!"
The Second Demon God was about to say something when Xue Meng interrupted him.
"The food we just ate didn't exceed the standard of 3800 yuan per person, right?"
The second demon god nodded repeatedly, continuing along the lines of Xue Meng's words.
"Yes! They're just local specialties from the Second Abyss, worthless, don't worry about them."
The local specialties He mentioned could fetch an astronomical price among humans if just a small amount of them were taken!
"Let's get this straight, I can't just eat your food for free, I'm going to pay!"
Xue Meng said with a serious expression,
"I, a dignified ninth-tier War God and the most powerful adopted son, am eating for free from you, the Demon God. Wouldn't that be a disgrace to my adoptive father if word got out?"
"so...."
The second demon god was somewhat confused; he didn't understand what Xue Meng was really up to.
He had a bad feeling.
"I'm a little hungry. Let's prepare 100,000 bento boxes first, and I'll pack them up and take them with me."
As he spoke, Xue Meng took out a calculator.
The calculator emits an electronic sound.
"3800, multiplied by 100,000, equals 380 million."
Xue Meng waved his hand.
"I'll offer 400 million Dragon Coins, and the extra amount can be considered a tip!"
As he spoke, he took out a money printing machine from his storage ring and began printing money on the spot.
Xue Meng's actions left the Second Demon God dumbfounded, making him doubt the existence of the Demon God.
Is this really the Xue Meng he knows?
The innocent, youthful Xue Meng, wielding a giant hammer and dominating the battlefield, is gone forever.
I'm so hungry I want to eat 100,000 bento boxes.
Print money on the spot to buy things....
Who taught you all this?!
Even if you pay with Eternal Coins, it's still better than paying with Dragon Coins!
The second demon god couldn't catch his breath; he felt like his lungs were about to explode.
What use is money from your Blue Star to a dignified demon god like me!
Can I still travel to Earth?
After a long silence, the Second Demon God spoke in a sinister tone.
"Prepare a meal for Young Master Xue."
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