"Zhang Peng...is a bad student."

Li Ziyu couldn't help but sigh after receiving the reward from the Black Warrior.

Bliss Potion, as the waste of soul potion, is poisonous. If you use it too much, no one can handle it. Even if the soul is solidified like a ghost, it will be in vain.

The soul potion has been lit. Li Ziyu has experimented with it himself. The feeling is so transparent and comfortable all over his body.

That is true comfort from the soul.

The Bliss Potion is a waste product of the Soul Potion. If nothing else, its effect is stronger and more enjoyable than the Soul Potion!

This is equivalent to making the rat nobles take poison willingly.

Zhang Peng has a bit of a dark personality, and he is comparable to those lichs who like to tease people secretly.

However, I like it!

Li Ziyu sighed with emotion, opened the system, and sent another wave of scraps to Zhang Peng.

It is estimated that the undead who developed the soul potion did not expect that the waste could be so useful.

…

Sail held a small wooden box in his arms, followed by four skeleton knights, and came out of the rat-dead border city.

The businessmen had already paid attention to him, and when they saw him coming out, they all looked at him closely.

Why do the undead follow him?

What is he holding in his arms?

All the merchants who noticed Saier became more alive.

They speculated that Sayer had received huge benefits from the undead!

After trading with the undead for so long, I have never seen the undead take the initiative to talk to anyone, and I have never seen the undead escort anyone.

When Sayer went in, there was no small wooden box. When he came out, there was another small wooden box. The contents of the box made the businessman extremely curious.

When Sayer returned to the market, merchants immediately surrounded him.

"Hey, kid, what's in the wooden box you're holding? Hand it over!" A ratman businessman wearing gorgeous clothes and an arrogant expression came forward and said to Sayer with his head held high.

His name is Babbitt, he is a descendant of the rat-man nobles and a serious businessman.

He had done a lot of plundering and robbery, and he didn't take Sayil seriously at all. He didn't think there was anything wrong with robbing Sayil's things. At most, he just gave him some money.

Sayer's pupils shrank and he subconsciously took a step back, obviously knowing this ratman businessman.

He was a little panicked, but it was only for a moment, and Sayer's eyes became firm.

As a person who wants a better life and has his own ambitions, Sayer knows that what he holds in his arms is the future, a future that he must never give up.

Feeling that their employer was threatened, the skeleton knights pressed their knight swords in their hands and took a step forward, blocking the way between the rat merchant and Sayer.

"Huh? Undead, what are you going to do? Are you going to break the rules?" Bobbitt, the ratman businessman, screamed when he saw this.

The Skeleton Knight remained silent, but did not get out of the way.

Sayer looked at the back of the Skeleton Knight, and his heart suddenly felt inexplicably peaceful.

He can't take my stuff!

Sayer roared in his heart.

For the first time, this was the first time he felt so at ease.

The feeling of being protected.

"Shut up, don't talk nonsense, the undead are just!" Another rat merchant suddenly shouted, breaking the silence.

Other businessmen also responded one after another.

They wanted to know what was inside the wooden box, but they didn't want to offend the undead.

Who doesn't know now that the undead are their cash cow. If they want to get more wealth, they need the undead and the market.

It's so stupid to offend the undead because of a wooden box that doesn't know what it contains.

"You..." Babbitt looked at the businessman who was scolding him with gloomy eyes, but found that the other person was not looking at him at all.

Babbitt knew that guy, who was also a rat businessman named Ferdinand.

Ferdinand, like Babbitt, was a side child of another rat family, and he had never dealt with Babbitt since he was a child.

What's even more uncomfortable is that Babbitt never took advantage of Ferdinand.

As if deliberately acting against each other, Babbitt came out to do business, and Ferdinand also came out to do business.

But I don’t know why, anyway, Babbitt’s business has never been as big as Ferdinand’s, and he has always been short of others.

The two are serious competitors.

If anyone else dared to speak to him like this, Babbitt would definitely fight back.

But that person was Ferdinand, and Babbitt could no longer be unscrupulous.

He waited patiently for Ferdinand, but swallowed the rest of his words.

After reprimanding Babbitt, Ferdinand turned his attention to the Skeleton Knight. He explained with a gentle smile, "Dear Sir Knight, we have no malice, it is just a normal business. Please don't blame someone for his unreasonable behavior."

And turned his anger on our Illamaha city-state merchants."

The Skeleton Knight glanced in the direction of Babbitt, then at Ferdinand, and then returned to Sayer's side.

Seeing this, Ferdinand smiled even more gently. He looked at Sayer and said cheerfully, "My businessman friend, don't be afraid. My name is Ferdinand, and I am also from the city-state of Illamaha. We will not hurt you."

,rest assured."

"We just want to know what's in the wooden box in your arms. Can you let us see it?"

Ferdinand's attitude was much stronger than that of Babbitt, making it difficult for people to feel hostile.

Sayer also relaxed, looked down at the wooden box in his arms, pondered for a moment, and finally shook his head slightly, "Mr. Ferdinand, I'm sorry I can't tell you what this is."

Ferdinand was just stunned for a moment, then he reacted and quickly said with a smile, "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Since you don't want to say it, forget it. There is no reason to buy or sell by force."

As he spoke, Ferdinand stepped out of the way first.

The businessmen around him also turned aside to make room for Sayer.

Only Babbitt looked unwilling.

There must be something good in that wooden box!

When he didn't get it, Babbitt felt uncomfortable.

It's like there is delicious food in front of you but you can't eat it.

Just when Sayer was about to leave through the passage given by the merchant, Babbitt stood in front of him again.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Huh?" Sayer paused and looked at Babbitt with wary eyes.

"Make a price, and I'll take the box in your arms!" Babbitt raised his chin towards Sayer and said.

"Not for sale."

Saier said without hesitation, held the wooden box closer, and walked through the crowd of merchants under the protection of the skeleton knights.

Under the escort of the Skeleton Knight, Sayer returned to the city-state of Irmaha.

After returning to Ilmaha, Sayer immediately took action and used his network to deliver three potions of bliss to the nobles in the underground city.

The effect can be imagined. The rat nobles who pursued excitement were instantly captured by the bliss potion and started to buy it frantically.

With the Bliss Potion in his hand, Sayer instantly became a favorite and a guest of the rat-man nobles in the dungeon.

He was very glad that he had not promised Ferdinand to sell him the potion of bliss at the market.

Everything went very smoothly, and Sayer came to the Rat-Dead Border City many times to buy the Bliss Potion.

But how could Zhang Peng satisfy him? Why not use hunger marketing?

Every time, they used the excuse that it was difficult to produce the Bliss potion. At most, they could only produce two boxes per day, that is, only 24 pills.

How can these dozens of bliss potions be enough for the rat nobles?

In order to obtain the Bliss Potion, the nobles began to raise the price crazily. Every time Sayer came back with the Bliss Potion, he would be robbed by the rat nobles.

Sayir's wealth grew more and more, and in less than a year, his name had spread throughout the city-state of Irmaha.

Even the two city lords, Percy and McCann, knew about this businessman who had recently become famous.

However, the two of them still had doubts about the potion he brought from the undead.

In order to verify their conjecture, the two obtained a potion of bliss and gave it to scientific researchers so that they could study what the gas in it was.

The results shocked them.

It is not an ordinary herb, but a kind of energy, an energy that all living things need, and it is related to the soul.

The reason why the bliss potion can bring people pleasure is not physical, but spiritual.

"Will the Bliss Potion harm us?" Percy asked the researchers seriously.
To be continued...