At the right time, the power of words can sometimes surpass cultivation.
The black dragon in front of him could be said to be the smartest dragon he had ever seen. It was well aware of the power, which was rare for a dragon who was born extraordinary.
The black dragon He Luo hung the Water Lord token on his head, and then said humbly: "Senior, thank you for your praise. Now that the demon dragon has been killed, the Dragon Palace is the land of the Water Palace, and it is up to us, the dragon clan, to make the decision."
Moluo narrowed his eyes slightly, and before he could respond, the other party changed the subject.
"But you were the second-in-command of the Dragon Palace before, so it would be a bit rude of you to just leave. How about you take the dragon blood tree and some rare treasures with you, as a reward for your hard work? What do you think?"
Black Dragon He Luo looked at the two of them sincerely, without a trace of heartache on his face, as if what he was giving away was not an innate spiritual root.
"I like dealing with smart people." Moro smiled slightly, this time with a bit of sincerity.
Although I can't eat it all, it would be nice to get a congenital spiritual root.
"There is one more thing I would like to ask of you, Dragon King."
"Is it about the seafood supermarket? Please rest assured, I will arrange it for you. We can open up a sea area in the belly of our dragon clan. Although it is only tens of thousands of square meters now, it is enough to store seafood."
There is no need to say it explicitly, Black Dragon He Luo has already arranged it clearly.
Moro's expression softened. It was indeed different dealing with smart people.
"good."
Black Dragon He Luo said: "But there is one thing I don't know if Xiaolong should tell you. If you don't do this well, it may bring disaster to the country and the people."
"Why do you think so?" Moro was a little confused. According to the original memory of this body, seafood has always been a relatively expensive food.
How can he bring disaster to the country and the people by letting ordinary people eat cheap seafood? Is it wrong to let people eat?
"Senior, you should have just come into contact with mortal society not long ago, so it's normal that you don't understand some things." Black Dragon He Luo said tactfully: "I wonder if you have ever heard of the saying that millions of Cao workers depend on food and clothing, and seafood is the livelihood of tens of millions of fishermen."
"If you really mark seafood down to the same price as pork, I'm afraid it will affect many people. I don't know the specific situation of modern mortal society, but in ancient times, this was no less than forcing fishermen to death. And there are billions of mouths to feed. There are so many fish in the Dragon Palace, but you can't catch them all."
Moro was a little dazed, and immediately thought of many things.
It seems that he really can't win by quantity. It's okay to lower the price of seafood in Gaojing. If he can't sell it in one place, he can sell it to other places. But if he really opens all over Shenzhou, he will probably not be able to supply it. He has to think of a long-term plan.
"Does the Dragon King have a solution? If you can point me out, I'll just consider it as something I owe you."
"Xiaolong thanks you for your kindness, senior." Black Dragon He Luo smiled happily and said:
"Xiaolong suggested that you only sell a single type of fish, such as this silverback fish, which has delicious meat and abundant quantity. Even if this fish is priced the same as pork, it is just another type of pork."
Moro suddenly realized that this was indeed the most feasible solution at the moment.
If it is a wide variety of seafood, then it will have a strong impact on the local fishery. But if it is just one kind of fish, the impact will drop sharply.
Moreover, he can rotate according to the season to avoid being gossiped by that guy Li Changsheng.
After Mara left, the Dragon Palace returned to peace, and this time it was completely peaceful.
A few days later, the black dragon He Luo divided up all the cakes. He took 10% of the spiritual creatures produced by the entire Dragon Palace, the only remaining ancient dragon Qiuniu took 20%, and the remaining 70% was divided among the other true dragons.
All dragons were satisfied with this distribution, and no one raised any questions.
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On the other side, the Demonic Abyss.
As time went by, the Demon Abyss was broken into countless pieces and gradually glued together to form a complete small world.
The laws are consolidated, the world is vast, and the spiritual products are abundant.
A sigh suddenly arose between heaven and earth.
The four saints in the center all looked up at the sky at the same time, their eyes fixed on an intangible and invisible existence.
He is the root of the devil's abyss and the place where the laws lie.
In the distant ancient times, He had a name.
The first holy dome has nothing.
Madam Bai Yu asked, "Brother, have you found any clues? Why didn't Zulong reincarnate?"
[The Ancestral Dragon has already reincarnated. Everything we see has the body of the Ancestral Dragon. The flow of rivers and the breath of all living things are all the Ancestral Dragon.]
"But Zulong doesn't seem to have a true spirit, as if he is dead."
Madam White Bone saw the phantom through the power of the Demon Abyss. In her opinion, it was just a pure embodiment of a law.
【What is life, and what is death, is nothing but one's own thoughts. The life of the ancestor dragon is immortal, and it lives as long as the sky, and it is not tainted by any calamity. 】
[It’s just that Zulong is dead, killed by Li Changsheng, alas…]
The vast sigh was mixed with regret and a hint of grief for the loss of one's loved ones.
Only those who are also formless can understand the death of Zulong.
Du Zhan also asked, "Isn't Li Changsheng from the Immortal Dao era? Zulong existed even earlier than us. They can't attack each other across the long river of history, right?"
[Those who have attained enlightenment do not care about time and space. Zulong's Dao was replaced by Li Changsheng, so he died naturally. ]
"Can the Tao be replaced?" Poison Miasma was somewhat confused. He lay on the ground like a mountain and continued without thinking:
"The same goes for the word 'Lin' and the word 'Bing'. So does that mean that if I learn some of Li Changsheng's Taoist magic, I can kill a Taoist master? This is too absurd. How is it possible?"
There was silence, and then their eldest brother's voice was filled with emotion, which was rare.
[Your method has not been leaked, right? ]
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