The Dark Knight nodded, and a deep voice sounded, "I would like to recommend a service from the undead to you."
Sayil looked at the undead in front of him in surprise, then looked at the people around him. They were still curious and whispering, obviously not hearing the voice of the black warrior.
I seem to have encountered something terrible.
Sayil understood instantly, pointed at himself and asked, "For me?"
The Dark Lord stood like a statue, but his voice was unimpeded. "Given your passion for business."
Sayir became a little excited, God of the Dead!
The fair has changed my destiny, and now the god of fate is on my side again.
Scanning the crowd around him warily, Sayil took a few deep breaths, calmed himself down, and then asked, "What service is this?"
"If you are willing to pay, the Undead are willing to provide you with transportation, escort and other services."
ha?
Sayil was stunned, his eyes looked a little strange, this was a little different from what he thought.
He thought the undead came to him for some goods that were not for delivery, but he didn't expect that they were for transportation and escort teams.
He doesn't seem to need this kind of service.
As long as he has money, Sayil can hire a caravan and ratmen guards by himself. There is no need to look for the undead.
After hesitating for a moment, Sayil said to the Black Warrior, "Thank you for your kindness, but I am not rich. It seems you have found the wrong person."
The Dark Warrior shook his head slightly, "You don't seem to realize what this means."
Do the dead also speak half a sentence and hide half a sentence?
Who said that the dead always speak directly?
Wouldn't it be better to say it all at once?
Sayil's mouth twitched, and he asked helplessly, "I'm sorry, I don't know your race. I'm just an ordinary small businessman."
If you have something to say, just say it directly, don’t hide it!
"We have chosen you, and if you accept, you will become our partner."
"In addition to being able to use our transport fleet and escort team, you will also have the right to purchase special items, the right to meet the city lord, and even the opportunity to meet the great Lord of the Undead."
I'm interested when you say that!
Sayil very keenly selected the words "special items", which was what he wanted most.
As time went on, a large amount of goods sold by the Undead flowed into the city-state of Ilmaha, causing the prices of the goods to fluctuate and decline.
There is a clear gap between the current prices and the prices ten days ago, which means that the consumption capacity of the Ilmaha city-state has begun to decline.
If after a while, those big merchants enter the market and flood the market with a large number of undead goods, these small merchants will be able to earn even less.
Sayil was unwilling to lose the opportunity like this, he wanted to get more!
The special items of the undead may be the key to breaking everything.
His expression became solemn and serious, and he lowered his voice and asked, "What is the special item?"
The Dark Warrior drew his sword and said to him, "Follow me."
Sayil was stunned, but saw that the black warrior had turned and walked towards the Rat-Dead Border City.
After hesitating for a moment, he hurriedly followed.
Most of the people watching the fun were also businessmen. They recognized Sayil, a hardworking boy, but also a greedy one.
When they saw him leave with the undead, these people's minds suddenly became active.
They smelled something unusual.
When they were about to catch up, the undead blocked their way and refused to let them move forward.
The merchant from the city-state of Ilmah stopped helplessly and watched Sayil and the black warrior walking away.
The black warrior brought Sayil to the gate of Rat-Dead Border City. Sayil looked up at Rat-Dead Border City and felt emotional.
He knew how long it took to build this city.
Many ratmen merchants are full of fear and curiosity about this city, but no one has ever entered it. They can only go to the market outside, and the undead do not allow them to enter the city.
A small corner door opened, and the black warrior gestured to Sayil to let him in.
Sayil hesitated for a moment, but ultimately couldn't resist his curiosity and walked into the corner gate, becoming the first ratman to enter the Rat Death Border City.
Entering the city, Sayir exclaimed in surprise.
The undead are truly a surprising race, full of surprises.
Many people in the city-state of Ilmaha speculated about what the Rat-Dead Border City looked like inside. They also asked the merchants in the market, but they refused to tell them.
This is an order from Zhang Peng. No one is allowed to tell the outside world about the situation in the city.
He just wants to maintain the mystery.
As a businessman himself, Zhang Peng is very familiar with the habits of businessmen.
The less you say, the more curious they become and the more they want to see.
The Rat-Dead Border City will be opened sooner or later, so it is better to remain silent now and let them be curious.
In the opinion of the citizens of the Ilmaha city-state, the Rat-Dead Border City is an extremely huge cemetery filled with poisonous gas...it is as terrible as it can be.
Sayil had also guessed, but he didn't know much about the undead. Instead, he felt that what the citizens said was right. It might really be a huge cemetery. Only in this way could it fit the identity characteristics of the undead.
However, he found that he was wrong, and extremely wrong.
Neat rows of houses, spacious streets, surrounded by trees, vegetation, birdsong and flowers, are all well planned.
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