What is business? As far as I understand it, it means selling the right goods to the right objects at the right price in order to maximize profits.︽,
So, what kind of goods are irresistible to a hag who has a territory and a tribe in the abyss?
The arms trade as the hard currency of the abyss? How about some magic weapons? The hags don't know how to forge, so they may need it, but the fact is that their witchcraft and alchemy are good, and the accompanying enchanting craft is also good.
Magic weapons that remain powerful in a limited area (a certain layer of the abyss, most likely a gathering place for witches) and a limited time (one or two days to one or two months) are also their best-selling goods (exclusively selling fake goods).
Countless people have been tricked.
It’s better to save on ordinary magic props and equipment, witches don’t lack these.
Slave? Stop talking about it. The abyss is the worst thing. Surviving here is the first priority. Freedom and other things are too luxurious.
It can be said that I am in trouble. As a transaction partner, I am afraid that what I am most afraid of is an opponent who lacks and needs nothing.
But there is one thing that the hag cannot refuse...
"Shampoo! Whitening cream! Nourishing oil for smooth skin! Since you are still a female, I don't believe you have no need for cosmetics that can beautify you!"
The messy things were thrown all over the floor. As the hags watched, a bottle of juice and a bottle of milk were thrown out. The generic words on them indicated their effectiveness. These were new cosmetics with a secret origin.
"Wait a minute, these are my daily necessities! I just got the super authentic ones from Amyra two days ago. I'm going to restock them in the abyss!"
The scream of a dead cat lingered in my ears. But I threw out all the cosmetics without hesitation. It was a waste of my parcel space.
"What kind of cosmetics do slimes need to use? Just change into whatever you want! Instead of applying those messy things on your face, you might as well apply some of your own slime!"
"I... I will fight with you! What happened to the cat, what happened to the slime, does the slime have no right to love beauty? I also know that it is useless to apply these things, but why do others have it and not me! So does I
Women also want to spend their money on things they know are useless!"
The dead cat was as troublesome as ever, and then he seemed to have made some dangerous taunts, in order to prevent someone who was constantly seeking death from being beaten to death. It was better not to extend it further.
"I am happy!"
Dead Cat's answer was categorical. In another sense, Heloise was indeed worth a lot of money.
But some things really cannot be solved with money.
"I'm fed up. My cat puts those messy things on his face every day and puts on a cucumber thin-skin mask. Others won't think you're crazy, they'll just think I'm sick! I'm fed up with those pity eyes, I
He is obviously a normal person! I will not groom my own cat!"
Hey, it seemed like it was just for outsiders to watch. When he finally rode on Heloise and got rid of the cat queen, the hag named Hei Qi also looked at the goods in front of him with interest, but didn't take it seriously.
After all, in a sense, the ugliness and old age of hags are an irreplaceable racial trait. After birth, hags will decline rapidly. They are also used to the indifference and fear of other races. Selling cosmetics on hags,
It's really incomprehensible.
No creature naturally likes ugliness. This ugly appearance is more like an innate curse. Maybe magic can lift the curse, but magic and alchemy cannot change the appearance. Innate ugliness is a natural state, how can it be eliminated.
If they walk in other planes, hags who learn illusions will generally wear a false face. In most cases, they are young women with outstanding looks, which also explains something.
"You can try."
After hesitating for a moment, maybe feeling that it was safe in his own territory, Hei Qi took the whitening cream and applied it on his hands, but he almost dropped the bottle on the ground in surprise.
The black skin and spots on the skin disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the age spots disappeared directly. The entire arm suddenly became the arm of a young man, while the other parts were still the arms of an old man, which was extremely uncoordinated.
"Let me try!"
"Don't grab it, don't grab it!"!"
Before I had time to react, the door was suddenly knocked open, and three hags rushed in indiscriminately. They scrambled emotionally for the liquid in the bottle. The monitors who were laughing at me and the dead cat just now, themselves.
Got into a ball.
I just sat aside and watched the show... and also suppressed the dead cat's resistance.
It is true that there is no cure for being born ugly, but when technology develops to a certain level, plastic surgery and face replacement will not be a difficult technology to master. In this regard, the Wood Spirit clan, which can regenerate severed limbs and reconstruct the body, has obvious advantages.
When I woke up from my deep sleep, I was surprised to find that I just casually mentioned that the women’s beauty business must be very profitable, but the wood spirits can develop it to such an extent that all kinds of effects are immediate, such as whitening and beautifying.
Not to mention skin medicines, plastic surgeries must be booked three months in advance every year.
Of course, such changes cannot be permanent. Maintaining beauty comes at a cost, at least the medicine cannot be stopped, and this has become a long-term business for the wood spirits.
Perhaps the Holy Light Priest and a Necromancer who is good at surgery can also achieve this level, but to achieve this level without any religious restrictions or contact, or should I say to think of using such advanced technology to make money from women,
It’s just the wood spirit clan.
When I heard that a quarter of the Kodama's financial income now comes from the cosmetics and beauty industry, which has become the second largest industry after arms, and has even exceeded their combined income from medical care and agriculture,
I can’t say anything except lamenting that “women are the same no matter where in the world they are.”
But now, the scene in front of me once again confirmed my words. In order to obtain these potions, the hags engaged in savage and rough physical fights that they looked down upon.
"Ahem, I'm still here."
When I reminded myself of my existence, what I got was magic power full of malice. It seemed that these guys had no intention of buying it with money from the beginning.
But now that these lurkers have jumped out, they are naturally planning to kill people and steal goods.
As for long-term commodity trading and reputation, no one can trust anyone in the abyss. Wealth without strength can only be regarded as a time bomb that brings bad luck. And if you really want to be long-term, why do you need an extra middleman to squeeze it directly from your head?
All the information is not lost.
Want to do business? Yes, you can prove that you have the ability to avoid being cheated.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk. Maybe I didn't tell you that my brother is the Prince of the Abyss, and my girlfriend (Heloise: ex-girlfriend) is the Demon Marquis..."
Hei Qi smiled so hard that he trembled, as if I was telling a joke.
At this time, half of her face is young and half is old, which makes her look like a horror movie.
"Haha, you are so funny, but even if your sister is the Dragon Queen and your eldest brother is the Lord God, it has nothing to do with you being unable to get out of this door. They are not here..."
I was a little helpless. The eyes of the dead cat were wide open. Is this guy the legendary prophet, or is he just seeking death?
The next moment, the whole house seemed to be moving, shaking constantly, and the tables and chairs turned into living creatures scurrying around.
The witches surrounded me from all sides, and their malicious magic was obviously preparing some vicious witchcraft.
There was something wrong with the operation of my magic power. It seemed that this house had been tampered with, and I had fallen into a trap.
It is common sense not to challenge the spellcaster on the opponent's home court, so I snapped my fingers, and the next moment, the whole world was completely changed.
The dark earth is the exclusive property of Hades, but where we are is on a flat land, surrounded by a circular arena. The undead are cheering in the stands. They are paying attention to us and looking forward to the living.
Their bleeding death.
"Since you don't want to discuss business there, maybe it's more appropriate to do business here. By the way, I forgot to tell you, I was once an undead emperor, and I was also on the natural disaster list at that time (Heloise: I'm still on it now!
)."
The witches looked at everything around them with blank faces, which was beyond their understanding. The next moment, when I shouted, they were sweating profusely as if they were just waking up from a big dream.
Their faces were still pretending to be calm, but the fear and uneasiness on their faces revealed their lack of confidence. It seemed that they still knew what the natural disaster list was.
"Now that you have calmed down, can you listen to my request? Maybe, in order to buy a ticket for a safe return trip, you will give me a price that makes me happy? I never buy or sell by force.
