Ryan nodded, and then told Igor how many such alchemical potions he had.
After learning the number of alchemical potions in Ryan's hand, Igor nodded thoughtfully.
After a moment of deep thought, Igor said.
"Master Ryan, the value of your alchemical potion is indeed enough to buy all my slaves, but because the shelf life of the alchemical potion is still two months, the value of the alchemical potion you provided may be reduced by half."
"Because I need to sell all of this batch of alchemical potions within two months. Although I have certain channels, the sudden outflow of so many alchemical potions in the market will inevitably cause the value of this batch of alchemical potions to shrink."
"After all, scarcity makes things valuable. If your alchemy potion had a longer shelf life, I could sell it in small batches. This wouldn't affect the market much, and I could still earn more gold coins."
"So this batch of alchemical potions you have is only worth half of my slaves."
Ryan, who was sitting on the stone chair, nodded at Igor's result.
What Igor said was indeed true.
Although he still had a lot of alchemical potions with a long shelf life, Ryan was not going to use them because these were his preparations for entering the foggy land.
"Take away half? No, everything I just said, that's all." Ryan smiled, his tone full of confidence.
Igor was stunned and asked, "Do you have other alchemical potions with a long shelf life?"
"I don't have any more alchemy potions." Ryan shook his head.
Then he looked at Igor and said, "I see, Igor, you are a fourth-level advanced warrior, right?"
Igor was confused and wondered why Ryan asked this, but he nodded in answer.
"Yes, Master Ryan, I am a fourth-level advanced warrior. My talent is average, and I will not and will never fail to cross the threshold of the fifth level."
"What if I have a treasure that can help you break through to the fifth level?" Ryan showed a faint smile.
Hearing this, Igor's heart was filled with shock.
Breakthrough...breakthrough to level five!?
Because Igor is now in his fifties, his energy and blood are no longer in the best condition.
It is basically hopeless to break through the fifth level.
If Ryan could really help him break through to the fifth level, not only would his strength be greatly improved, but he would also gain nearly a hundred more years of life.
Igor didn't even dare to think about exchanging the breakthrough treasure for the remaining half of the slaves.
Even if Ryan offered him this breakthrough treasure in exchange for all the high-level slaves in his tent, he wouldn't say anything.
After all, gold coins can be earned again, but the opportunity for a breakthrough is not always available.
"Lei... Master Ryan, do you really have a treasure that can help me break through? If so, you can take the remaining slaves away!" Igor said firmly.
Ryan chuckled and said nothing, just looking at Igor quietly.
It took a long time before he spoke.
"Igor, you are a little dishonest. You just want to exchange the remaining slaves? Forget it. Half slaves is half slaves. It's enough anyway." Ryan stood up, patted his body, and prepared to choose slaves.
Igor was upset and beat his chest and stamped his feet for his cleverness just now.
"No, no, Master Ryan, how about this? You don't even need the alchemy potion. You can just exchange the treasure for all my slaves. How about that?" Igor waved his hands when he saw that Ryan didn't want to trade.
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