Ximen Hao gained some knowledge this time, and at the same time, his desire to make waves became calmer. He did not want to be chased by a bunch of god-emperors.
"Squeak!"
The old man opened the door for Ximen Hao, revealing the luxurious office inside.
"Sir, please come inside."
The old man seemed very polite. Although he was stronger than Ximen Hao, Ximen Hao was an honored guest.
Ximen Hao entered the huge luxurious office and saw Blue Devil sitting behind a huge desk, holding a small black stick in his hand and smoking.
"Sir, please sit down."
The old man also followed in and pointed to a sofa in the middle of the office.
Ximen Hao sat on the sofa. The two god emperors were very polite to receive him like this, so he did not feel left out, although the blue devil did not speak from the beginning to the end.
"Have one?"
The Blue Devil finally spoke, holding a small black stick in his hand.
It was about the length of a chopstick and the thickness of a finger. In Ximen Hao's eyes, it looked like a large cigar.
He has not smoked for hundreds of years. Although he was not a smoker in his previous life, he occasionally smoked a few cigarettes.
"Thanks."
Ximen Hao stretched out his hand.
Blue Devil flicked his fingers, and the so-called cigar flew over.
Ximen Hao stretched out his scissor hand and clamped it, then pinched it with his fingers, and a not very hot flame appeared, and he lit it skillfully.
Then he took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and slowly exhaled a puff of green smoke.
Although it has nothing to do with the smell of cigarettes, and even has the bitter taste of herbal medicine, it is refreshing and quite good.
"What's this?"
Ximen Hao did not get to the point, but asked curiously.
Because, there is no such thing in the data scanned by Xixi.
The Blue Devil was looking at Ximen Hao with strange eyes, and after a while he said:
"If I hadn't seen you for the first time, and I really thought we had met before and were familiar with each other, how could you be so skilled at smoking? This is the black root I made from the black hemp leaves produced by the Blue Devil clan.
They say that in the world of Rubik’s Cube, I am the only one who has it.”
"Black roots? Okay. There is a specialty product in my hometown called cigarettes. I have smoked some, but too much is harmful, so I have never smoked again."
As Ximen Hao spoke, he took another deep breath, and even puffed out a few smoke rings with his lips pouted, making the Blue Devil's blue eyes shine with blue light.
However, Blue Devil soon straightened his expression and asked:
"I am Blue Devil. I heard that you want to do a deal with me worth tens of millions of Rubik's cubes?"
Ximen Hao pinched off the black roots on it because he was not used to the medicinal smell.
He took out a sacred stone the size of his fist and threw it to the Blue Devil with a wave of his hand.
"What do you think of this ore?"
Blue Devil caught the sacred stone, looked at it carefully, and then input a bit of divine power, and his expression suddenly changed.
"Ore with divine power?!"
"What?!"
The long-bearded old man came to the table in a blink of an eye, stretching his neck to look.
The colorful appearance and the faint twinkling glow were definitely the first time they had seen this kind of ore.
"Where did you get this ore?"
The Blue Devil gave the sacred stone in his hand to the old man, and then looked at Ximen Hao.
Just like there are no sub-cubes in the divine realm, there are no divine stones in the realm of the Rubik's Cube.
"Boss Lan, how about this ore?"
Ximen Hao asked back.
Only then did the Blue Devil realize that he was being abrupt. Even if the other party knew about it, he would not be able to tell him.
"It is true that there is pure divine power in it, but such a large piece is only one-tenth of the Rubik's Cube, and it does not have the power of the Rubik's Cube, so it can only be used for practice. Of course, this is not the key. The key is that the divine power is too scattered. If
If it is not refined and compressed, it will be absorbed very slowly.”
"Damn it! Can it be refined and compressed?"
Ximen Hao asked in his heart, of course he was asking.
"Of course! It may not be possible in the God's Realm, but it is estimated that this Rubik's Cube Realm can do it."
Xixi's voice sounded from Ximen Hao's mind.
Ximen Hao nodded. Since he could compress it, he could continue the conversation.
"Boss Lan, what is the cost of refining and compressing it?"
"The price? What price?"
Blue Devil was confused at first.
"Sir, this..."
"I'm Ximen Hao."
Ximen Hao nodded to the old man.
The old man had a long beard and then continued:
"Sir, what Mr. Simon means is how to refine and compress these ores."
"Oh? You don't know?"
The Blue Devil looked at Ximen Hao as if he were an alien.
"Ahem, I've been in retreat and rarely pay attention to these things."
Ximen Hao concealed his embarrassment.
"Hahaha! No wonder! It's actually very simple. You just need to buy a smelting furnace. There is a magic circle inside, and the magic cube can provide energy. It is generally used to forge weapons and refine ore for compression. If your ore is compressed
, which is one-tenth of a Rubik’s Cube.”
Blue Devil is worthy of being a grocery store owner. He knows all kinds of knowledge and is very discerning.
"I see, then I wonder if Boss Lan will accept this kind of ore?"
Ximen Hao told his purpose.
"Acquisition? How many do you have? Are they all like this?"
Blue Devil became interested, because as long as these ores are compressed, they can be used as specialized sub-cubes. As long as they are slightly cheaper than sub-cubes, they will be very popular.
After all, people still focus on cultivation.
Ximen Hao waved his hand, and a hundred fist-sized sacred stones appeared on the table. Suddenly, light appeared, and each one was the same size.
"The size is almost the same size, there are a lot of them, but I wonder what price Boss Lan can give?"
"this……"
Blue Devil finally stood up from his chair, walked out of the table, and walked in front of Ximen Hao. He looked at the hundreds of sacred stones and found that each one was indeed about the same size.
Ten to one is impossible, not to mention the cost of compression and refining. These can only be cultivated and cannot be used for other special crystals. If exchanged for a Rubik's Cube, it is estimated to be more than ten to one.
"Nagasu, what do you think?"
The Blue Devil looked at the old man.
The old man shook his beard, then reached out a little, opened his own optical brain, and took out an instrument like a tablet computer from it.
Ximen Hao looked at the hands of the two men carefully and suddenly understood a problem. The people here seemed to have no space treasures. They were all created with the high technology of watches.
Of course, it's not absolute. There is a gem necklace around the Blue Devil's neck.
A man is wearing a gemstone necklace, which is probably a space treasure.
I saw the old man taking the tablet and scanning it on a sacred stone, and then started moving it quickly.
Ximen Hao couldn't help but look at it curiously, and found that there were virtual images of ten sacred stones on it, which were then melted and compressed into the size of a Rubik's Cube, which was exactly the size of a Rubik's Cube.
It contains the cost of compression and the approximate price at which it will be sold after compression. Of course, it is the lowest price so that they will not lose money.
Then calculate the profits. It seems that this old man is the big butler of the Blue Devils, and the Blue Devils don't care about the old man's calculations at all.