Since when?
He recalled.
But he couldn't figure it out. He had been doing the same things as other businessmen. Why would the undead choose him?
Babbitt and Ferdinand are both big businessmen in the city-state of Ilmah. Wouldn’t it be a good choice to choose them?
But the undead chose himself.
What on earth did the undead see in me?
Sayil couldn't figure it out. He frowned and kept thinking.
"You are ambitious and you are working hard to change your living environment. City Lord Zhang Peng admires you very much." Li Ziyu said softly.
Sayil looked at Zhang Peng suddenly, but found that the guy who looked like a necromancer still looked listless and didn't even look at him.
"Great Lord of the Undead, please forgive my clumsiness. I cannot understand what you mean." Sayir simply stopped thinking about it and asked directly. He wanted to know what the Lord of the Undead really needed.
"You have to understand that what you are talking about in front of me today is not to become an ally of a certain merchant or noble, but to become an ally of my Undead Clan. Do you feel that your current status is enough? Does the Undead Clan need a merchant?"
"You have no power, and you want to use my resources to gain more wealth. What's the difference between you and other businessmen?"
Li Ziyu gave Sayil some advice.
Just these two sentences made Sayil break out in a cold sweat.
He understood.
What the Lord of the Undead needs is not a merchant, but a nail buried in the ratman city-state.
He is a ratman, but he is a ratman of the undead race.
Great opportunity!
Sayil realized that this was a great opportunity before him.
This opportunity will make him a superior person, but it may also lead to his eternal damnation and death without a burial place.
The Lord of the Undead needs him to betray his race!
At this moment, he understood everything.
What did Zhang Peng, the mayor of Rat-Dead Border City, like about him? It was his hard work, the determination to do anything to make his life better, to gain power and wealth.
In the entire Ilmaha city-state, there are countless people who profit from the Undead Market, but he is definitely one of the smartest and most hardworking ones.
The time has come to make a decision.
If he chooses to retreat at this time, the undead will abandon him, will not provide him with the bliss potion, and will no longer protect him.
The business that was just starting to pick up will disappear, and he will become the carpet merchant he used to be.
There is no way to surpass Babbitt, as he can always stand in front of you in an arrogant manner.
If he chooses to side with the undead, he will get more help from the undead, and the undead will help him in all aspects.
With a race supporting them, it is only a matter of time before they surpass businessmen like Babbitt and Ferdinand.
Even becoming a rat noble in the dungeon is an easy task.
He was able to thrive among the rat people, control a region, and become a powerful rat person.
But if the truth is exposed one day, he will become the public enemy of the rat people, hated by all rat people, and will be killed.
Moreover, judging from the Lord of the Undead's intentions, he would have to obey his orders and be under his control from now on.
How to choose?
...What can I choose?
Sayil smiled, a mad look in his eyes.
No choice, no need to choose.
This is the opportunity he has been looking forward to and waiting for!
The opportunity he had prayed for countless times was right before his eyes. How could he possibly give it up?!
So what if I betrayed the Rat Tribe?
So what if I get killed?
What did the rat people give me? My family has been slaves for generations. Even if we are freed from the status of slave rat people, our life is still not good.
I work hard, but I have to be careful for fear of offending the powerful.
Live humbly and carefully.
I don't want to live like this!
I want to give it a try!
The ratmen have become corrupt, their rulers live a life of debauchery, and we have no chance of making a breakthrough.
Why are they born with endless wealth? Why are they nobles?
This should all change!
"Great Lord of the Undead, please give me a chance and let me become your 'ally'. I will serve you, worship you, and treat you with respect. You will become my faith!"
Sayil knelt on the ground again.
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