Chapter 336: Mosquito Society

The layout of Chaos City is different from other places;

Parent-child restaurants all have a large L-shaped counter on the street, with "Laoganma" brand blood juice prepared in the counter, which can be warmed up and drunk at any time.

The servants of the blood clan were depleted of blood in the afternoon and evening. They spent four copper coins every time - this was more than 200 years ago, and now each milliliter costs one gold coin - standing on the second floor of the castle, and rested after a hot blood transfusion;

If you are willing to spend one more gold coin, you can go to the second floor, get some fresh blood of the "Little Boy" brand, and the Black Bazi Hospital will give you another arm.

But most of these residents were short-lived and probably not so generous. Only the aristocrats of the immortal species, or the VIPs recognized by the Second Amendment, were qualified to go up to the third floor, order blood and meat, and slowly sit and drink.

[Deep Sea Tattoo Shop] is the only tattoo shop on the third floor with foreign registration, and it is also the most prosperous and luxurious shop in the entire chaotic city.

Even though the entire Chaos City has been affected by the revised law, the Deep Sea Tattoo Shop is still not affected at all, because this is the promised land.

The owner of the tattoo shop is respectfully called Mr. Shenhai by the residents of the walled city.

His basin has countless twisted suction tentacles.

When he gave a tattoo, he spat out ink from the ink sac in his mouth, mixed it with the ashes of the people in the lower city ground into ashes and mercury, and then tattooed these special pigments on the customer's back, outlining the pattern, which formed a blessing emblem similar to the stigmata.

Because the material contains mercury, the residents of the fortress respectfully call it silver streaks. Silver streaks can make all living beings itch unbearably, unable to extricate themselves and unable to escape, as if they were poisoned and indulged in this forbidden pleasure.

He ground the bone marrow of civilians into ashes, then made it into silver lines, which he engraved into the spines of other races in order to control and enslave them.

——This is also the technique of human alchemy. All deep-sea demons are masters of human alchemy.

Even the most skilled blood-sucking vampire is not half as good as the deep-sea demons in blood-sucking ability.

Smart deep-sea demon parents smeared blood on gold coins from a young age. The little deep-sea demons who licked the gold coins since childhood knew that the taste of blood was the same as that of gold coins.

There are also historical records that actually the prophecy of the fall of Naraku and the destruction of the world by gods never existed. The reason why the red moon shattered and fell from the sky ten years ago was because a gold coin fell on a small hole on the surface of the red moon, and then the deep-sea demons discovered it . Even the most chaotic Rainbow Apostles were not half as chaotic as the deep-sea demons.

At the beginning, the deep sea demons were only taken in by the Chaos Castle, but only a few hundred years later, these deep sea demons have become the real masters of this land. As long as they successfully run for councilors, they will completely expel all the chaos residents.

Today, Mr. Deep Sea still stands on countless skeletons, overlooking the entire chaotic city from top to bottom. Watching the wonderful gun battle among those untouchables, a happy smile appeared on the corners of Mr. Deep Sea's mouth. He was happy to see these idiots killing each other.

They are the most perfect race, the race most blessed by the Chaos Mother Goddess and her Outer Gods. Chaos Castle is their promised land. After this, even the entire Holy City of Awad will be theirs! It is impossible to make money from the Deep Sea Demons!

They cannot be heard, seen, or described! They are the great terror from the deep sea! "Ansu Milton?"

"Are you the new orphan?" Mr. Shenhai exhaled hot air from his nose. He glanced at the boy in front of him and whispered from the depths of his throat like an ancient god, "Why should I hire you?"

"The job is yours, and the salary is yours too." Mr. Shenhai was furious, "Why should you take all the benefits?"

An Su was in awe. He was indeed the legendary deep-sea demon. His words were golden as soon as he opened his mouth.

If he wants to complete the first main mission perfectly, he must earn money from Mr. Deep Sea.

"Hmph." Mr. Shenhai sneered, and the ancient god-like whisper still rang out from the depths of his throat, "I think your intentions are not pure. You fled to the third floor to my paradise on earth because of the war. You are just afraid of being shot. Don't expect me to take you in."

He looked at the handle in An Su's hand and became even more furious. He had always been the one taking advantage, so how could he let others take advantage of him?

"Besides, I have my wife and son helping me in my shop, which is enough." Mr. Shenhai sneered, "I don't need any other temporary workers."

Under the influence of the Second Decree, war broke out in the entire Chaos Walled City, and the tattoo shop was one of the few places that was pardoned by the decree.

So how to drag the deep-sea demons into the battlefield?

"Mr. Deep Sea, you misunderstood."

After thinking for a while, the clever Ansu replied with a smile,

"I'm here to inform you that there's actually a grand opening promotion downstairs. There's a 24-hour countdown, and they're giving away free bullets for a limited time. First come, first served while supplies last."

Upon hearing the word "free", Mr. Shenhai's eyes lit up immediately. He quickly rolled up his wife and son with his tentacles and threw them out of the third floor, and earnestly told them: "You have to take a few more bullets before you can come back!"

Mr. Shenhai was worried about leaving such an important matter to outsiders.

"Your shop is in need of assistants now." An Su was very considerate.

"Oh, what kind of skills do you have?"

Mr. Deep Sea pulled off his hood, revealing his entire face of an ancient god; countless twisted suction cups and tentacles slowly squirmed, his withered yellow pupils were as strange as a dead well, his yellowed skin and huge nose covered half of his face. It was an uncomfortable face, a face blessed by the outer gods. If a mortal looked at it, his entire soul would fall into this chaos and error.

"You know, the silver tattoos in our shop can make people's souls itch unbearably and feel so painful that they want to die!"

But Ansu had a smile on his face. He raised his eyes openly and stared into Mr. Shenhai's eyes without fear, as if the huge pollution did not exist.

This surprised Mr. Deep Sea very much, because even Count Dracula, who was a demigod, did not dare to look him directly in the eye.

They are the messengers of God! "I can do something like this, too."

"I have prepared the tools for the mosquito body."

Ansu had the purest smile on his face, his blue eyes were pure and flawless. He slowly reached into the lining of his robe and took out a small transparent box. Mr. Deep Sea suddenly realized that something horrible was being conceived, coming, and being born. He stared at the boy in front of him, but heard the boy whispering sacredly, "That is the night elf swaying in the twilight and dusk, the black period of the Creator's destiny for the world."

"You are invisible, inaudible, and invisible. Everything is you. You are shadowless and traceless, and you are everywhere."

"Come out, you dead horse mosquito!"

What a terrifying hidden weapon!

Mr. Deep Sea stared at An Su, but saw two black spots rushing out of the small box. This was a species that he had never seen before. They crossed the sky at an extremely fast speed and circled around his body. In just a flash, Mr. Deep Sea felt an incomparable itch coming from his side.

Mr. Shenhai was horrified that Ansu actually carried a mosquito as a hidden weapon!

This young man is even more chaotic than expected! Under the control of Ansu's demigod-like spirit, the flowing black dots are like an artist drawing ink around Mr. Deep Sea. The crimson dots are the lines painted, and those red dots are connected together to form a tattoo carefully drawn by Ansu.

In the middle of Mr. Shenhai's back, a "handle" pattern made of red mosquito bites suddenly appeared! This is Anzu's mosquito body!

He could feel that the itchy touch was more tempting than the silver lines he had refined.

Moreover, the mosquito trail was right behind him, in an extremely delicate position, and there was no need to catch it at all!

Even if the eight tentacles on Mr. Deep Sea's cheeks were twisted and curled, he still couldn't reach it.

The most important thing is that Mr. Deep Sea also felt that his blood was being sucked away. He had always been the one sucking other people's blood, but now his blood was being sucked away by others. This was something that even the vampire nobles could not do!

This creature called "mosquito" is really terrifying.

"This is the mosquito body I designed." An Su said with a smile, "Are you satisfied?"

"Did you design this Sima bastard?"

Mr. Shenhai was completely furious. He attacked the xylophone countless times in his heart, saying that Ansu could not be chosen. He did not care about the contract anymore and was about to grind Ansu into ashes.

Although it is itchy enough, it is a disgusting itch and it only lasts for a short time, disappearing within a few days at most. Apart from being more disgusting and more nasty, the effect of this kind of tattoo is completely incomparable to the silver patterns in their store.

"Mr. Shenhai." The young man's blue eyes stared at Shenhai calmly. There was only kindness in his peaceful eyes. "As everyone knows, mosquito tattoo is also a kind of tattoo. Since it is a tattoo, I can charge money, which is the tattoo fee."

Mr. Deep Sea was stunned.

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"As long as you sell my mosquitoes for one copper coin each and hire them as employees in your tattoo shop, I will use all my resources to breed them and hire their descendants as employees in your shop."

"Finally, let the mosquitoes bite all the residents of Chaos City and tattoo their backs." An Su said. "You can then forcibly collect 'mosquito body fees' from all the people in the city!"

Hiring mosquitoes as shop assistants? It seems that this operation is theoretically feasible. What a fresh and original idea!

Mr. Shenhai's eyes suddenly became clear.

Under the blessing of the laws of chaos, the Chaos Kingdom is an open and inclusive civilized world. All races have human rights and all art is respected. Even mosquitoes can be hired! As a clerk in their tattoo shop, I have the right to charge fees for tattooing people.

As a mosquito clerk, if someone is bitten by a mosquito, of course he can charge a mosquito body fee! This is absolutely recognized by the laws of chaos! Regardless of whether the bitten citizens are willing or not, Mr. Shenhai's clerk has left a mosquito body, so he should pay. No one dares to sue them for "forced buying and selling", because in the Chaos Church, forced buying and selling is a legal business.

What's more, this is the business of the squid masters.

"Moreover, the silver streaks in your store are lifelong. Once they are inscribed, they cannot be washed away. A customer can only do one business with you in his lifetime."

Ansu is a good kid. He said considerately, "My tattoos will fade in a few days, so if a customer can be tattooed repeatedly in his lifetime, we can charge him for tattoos repeatedly!"

Mr. Shenhai's eyes sparkled with brilliance.

"And our mosquito body service is a door-to-door service."

An Su smiled gently, "Then we can charge citizens an additional travel fee."

Mr. Shenhai's pupils trembled violently.

"Our staff members work tirelessly to serve the public even in the early hours of the morning when everyone else is asleep."

"We can also levy a triple—"

Ansu hummed in Mr. Deep Sea's ear like an angel,

"Overtime pay."

Mr. Shenhai was completely impressed. He was deeply impressed by Ansu's ideas.

As a deep-sea demon, a squid demon whose blood-sucking level is far superior to that of vampires, he originally thought that with their skills in exploiting humans, they had no rivals in the world, but he didn't expect that there is always someone higher than you.

"We can charge by the red dots, one copper coin for each red dot." An Su calculated, "It takes about 500 red dots for a mosquito to bite a pattern. Add in travel expenses and overtime pay, and a mosquito can bring you a profit of 100 gold coins a night."

Mr. Shenhai felt his heart pounding . He felt that the boy in front of him was like a demon in mythology, saying beautiful words that tempted people. Mr. Shenhai warned himself again and again in his heart not to be fooled and not to let Ansu take his money. Until Ansu smiled and said the last sentence,

"Finally, and most importantly."

“After hiring Mosquito as an employee, we can buy employee insurance for Mosquito.”

"If a customer beats one of our employees to death while they are providing door-to-door service, we can claim for work injury compensation from both the customer and the insurance company at the same rate as a regular employee. I have calculated this."

"One mosquito, one thousand gold coins."

You are the blood-sucking devil, the blood-sucking devil among blood-sucking devils!

Mr. Shenhai is now 100% sure that the young man in front of him is definitely not an ordinary person. He must be the successor of a certain congressman in the Holy City. Only a congressman can suck blood like this.

"I agree."

“That’s the heart-pounding feeling! It’s awesome!”

Mr. Deep Sea could no longer suppress the crazy nature in his heart. "It is this pleasure that comes from this little taste, this despair and pain of wanting to kill his entire family, this wonderful climax of sucking blood, it is so delicious. This creature called 'Mosquito' is simply the messenger of God that our Deep Sea Demon Clan has been pursuing so far!"

"It's better than the demon cicada."

If there is a 100% profit, the deep sea demons can risk their lives to get it right, but now it is more than 100% profit, one copper coin can be exchanged for one thousand gold coins, which is tens of thousands times.

"I will provide sufficient magical resources and connections." Mr. Shenhai patted Anzu's back with his tentacles, "Fully train our mosquito employees!"

"If you want to sell it at a good price, you must have a nice name." An Su said with a smile, "I call it 'Fallen Angel'."

"Very good, Fallen Angel, what a nice name." Mr. Deep Sea rolled up his tentacles happily, "In this place that is not affected by the war, I want you to vigorously train our Fallen Angel."

Mr. Shenhai, who was blinded by the huge profits, did not notice the shadow falling between Ansu's smiling eyelids.

Fallen angels aren't the only ones Anzu wants to train.

(End of this chapter)