"That was about thirty years ago. Before that, most of the undead produced their own needs, built their own houses and made their own furniture. However, you also know that the undead's daily necessities are actually not many, and it is easy to meet their needs. As more and more varieties can be planted and the products are becoming more and more abundant, everyone's lives are gradually becoming more and more abundant. At this time, if you continue to work every day as before, it will cause great waste, so everyone begins to have signs of doing nothing." Going along the stone stairs, Sila held up an oil lamp with black potato oil as fuel to illuminate the guests, and the shadows of creatures dragged long on the dim stairs: "This is not a good trend, but this is also a necessary process for the development of race. After experiencing this stage, the undead will slowly learn to trade with each other and then have the desire to make their lives better and better."

"Well, it's true." Catherine and Freya looked at each other. The two girls who also studied economics in aristocratic courses were very clear. What Sila said was right. This was a must-pass path for the development of a world. However, the girls were very curious. Did this knowledge really be known to the creatures in the first century?

"It's strange, why am I so clear." Xila's figure swayed, and soon relieved the girls' doubts: "In fact, in our lifetime, most upper-class people only focused on individual strength and related knowledge, and had a disdainful attitude towards these knowledge that you call "economics". When Sarne and I were still alive, they were no exception. Moreover, when we were revived, these things were long forgotten by us, so we didn't know these knowledge at that time, and it was completely told by Kenser. The guy kept telling us these things, constantly talking, constantly talking, and in the end, everyone subconsciously accepted his theory inexplicably. According to his theory, this is a

It was a long process of hundreds or thousands of years, but he said he didn't want to wait for so long, which was too boring, and it was a shame for him. So he ignored everyone's retention and left the capital with a few undead who were willing to follow him. Although he only had weak strength like you called the Golden Level, and it was really annoying to talk about his own theory, everyone still liked him very much. Many people kept him when he left, even Saen and Wang. However, his attitude was very firm, and he refused everyone's retention and left without hesitation. Since then, the undead began to change little by little, slowly learned to trade with each other, slowly emerged with a special single profession, and gradually divided the labor and cooperation."

"Then, the currency appears." Catherine thought, and her two beautiful eyebrows kept shaking under the light of the pulsating oil lamp, as if she was frowning and sometimes stretching: "It seems that he is not as simple as he showed when he met."

"Ha, that's right, then the currency appeared. Kenser came back a few years ago and talked with Saen for a long time." Sila pointed to the tall skeleton silent beside her: "Saen, it's a long time."

"Click click."

"Haha, I'll just say it. After two days and nights, Saen probably won't remember who he was until the end." Xira smirked for a while before continuing: "After the secret talk, he and Saen went to see the king together. Then, the king attached himself to the stone flakes with special death energy, forming some special currency."

"These death energy will be useful to you too." Panis interrupted Sila's memory and stroked his chin and said, "Otherwise, the implementation of this currency will not be so easy."

"It's not easy, because it's very small and has a high value." Xira smiled mysteriously and shook her head, "I don't know the more specific content. Hey, only Wang, Kenser or Saren know."

"Click click."

"Hehe, Saen said, he didn't know either, because he didn't understand what Kenser was saying in the end, and left in a state of confusion." Sila covered her mouth and smiled, "It seems that few people can understand these things except Kenser."

"Sure enough, no one is a fool." Panis said as if gloating, "Catherine, I'm thinking now that with Snape's ability, can I really become an equal opponent with this Kenser?"

"No one can answer this question, but if it is based on cooperation, Grandpa Snape will definitely do it." Catherine frowned and said in a strife: "It seems that Grandpa Snape needs to be advised to carefully consider future plans."

"It's really rare, sister." His Highness, the plump and beautiful princess, had a gentle smile on her face, but the teasing meaning under her smile could not be hidden: "Marquis Snape is almost invincible in the business field of our era. I didn't expect that you would even worry about him, sister."

"It's not a worry, I just suggest that he take it with caution." Catherine shook her head. Although she insisted, her heart was obviously shaken as Freya said. Finally, she sighed and said, "I really didn't expect that the dead spirit I met by chance had such an interesting past. I have begun to doubt that the time I met was really a coincidence two days ago? Haha, what I am most curious about now is the identity of this Mr. Kenser during his lifetime. With his level of knowledge, he could never be just an ordinary businessman during his lifetime."

"You are so smart." A voice that sounded like a harsh feeling came from Lina's mouth. The priest girl looked at the people around her with an arrogant look at her contempt and said, "With your intelligence, it's no wonder she can only serve as food for me."

"It's Isabella." Catherine was not angry, but touched Lina's head and said softly: "Long time no see, it sounds like you know this Kensey?"

"Oh, long time no see." The girl called Isabella narrowed her eyes as she enjoyed it. After a few seconds, she realized, covered her head and took a step back, widened her eyes and said angrily: "Don't treat me as a child, you food."

"Okay, you're not a child." Catherine said as if she was coaxing her child: "Then do you really know who he is? Tell us like an adult."

"Of course I know that in my memory, Kenser is a very famous guy." Isabella said: "He used his talent in the business field to the extreme. With his golden level strength, he actually came to the point where he was only one step away from igniting the divine fire and becoming a god who held power in the business field. If it weren't for the interference of some malicious gods during the war of faith, he might have really succeeded in the creation of gods. Unfortunately, under the conspiracy of several gods, his efforts to create gods failed. Not only did he die on the spot, but his existence was also slowly faded and eventually forgotten by the world."

"No wonder, his golden-level strength has recovered so early." Xila suddenly stopped: "Okay, it's these rooms."

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Chapter completed!