Divine Civilization

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Wu Hui sent an order to clean up the battlefield as quickly as possible, and transferred the fleet to fly to the big market on the plane.

Under Wu Hui's order, St. John withdrew his wings, and in the appearance of a handsome nobleman, he sold his spoils and received various rewards. If the space pirates who are not on the wanted list are all sold as slaves, this is what they deserve.

Of course, it is worth mentioning that in order to avoid exposing the fighting power of the angel army, and the enemies who killed the God of Light discovered his traces, Wu Hui took pains to personally take action and expended a little divine power to erase their memories of this period.

After some small procedures, Wu Hui's assault ship docked at the port of Coyce Market again, and then led St. John to the reception center.

"Welcome to Coyce... Hey, my lord, it's you."

The delicate voice of a Ke Ling beauty sounded, and she suddenly exclaimed. Because a few days ago, I just sent away this generous and handsome god, and I was still feeling a little bit disappointed.

Unexpectedly, Lord Shenming came back again. Could it be that he is... For a moment, Ke Ling's beauty, Nuosha, began to think wildly.

"Little Nuosha, hehe, we meet again." Wu Hui greeted with a smile.

"My lord." Nuosha greeted with a slight blushing, "Is there anything I can do for you."

"You came just in time." Wu Hui said with a smile, "Please take me to the bounty mission settlement center."

"Yeah, the bounty mission?" Nuosha was taken aback and said worriedly, "My lord, did you encounter space pirates? You, are you alright?"

"Hehe, thank you for your concern." Wu Hui said with a light smile, "It's just a small group of space pirates."

"That's good, that's good." Nuosha breathed a sigh of relief, and said angrily, "Those stupid and dirty space pirates dare to extend their tentacles near the Coyce Market, the guardian will definitely not stand by of."

Wu Hui just smiled and didn't say anything. The Blood Skull Cosmic Pirates, but the persistent disease of the star field in this film, even if the 12th-level powerhouses in the market are willing to take action, it may be difficult to really win them.

"Master God, please follow me." Nuo Sha greeted her friends, and then led Wu Hui to the bounty mission settlement center.

That is a functional unit, and it can be handled without entering the big market.

After Nuosha went through some formalities familiarly, a marketing director up to level 10 came forward to receive him: "Dear Your Highness, I have already notified Mr. Le about your attack by space pirates, please wait a moment." Just a moment, and he will come to help you deal with things immediately."

Fat Le'an?

Wu Hui frowned slightly, that chubby Le'an is still a son?

Fatty Le'an himself is a level 10 powerhouse, and at this level he is still called a son, obviously this status is a bit extraordinary. Compared to Wu Hui, who pretended to be the second generation of God, that fat man was probably a real second generation of God.

While talking.

There was a faint space fluctuation around, and the body of the fat Le'an appeared, and as soon as he appeared, he roared with a look of anger: "Brother Wu Hui, who is it, which blind space pirates dare to attack you? Boss!" Brother, I must personally lead the army and crush their lair."

"Brother Le'an, don't be impulsive, you're fine, you're just a blood demon of the Blood Skull Pirate Group." Wu Hui said in a calm and casual manner.

"What! It turned out to be a blood demon with a blood skeleton?" Fatty Le'an was taken aback, and his expression became serious, "Why did that fierce god appear near the market? My brother, it's really lucky that you escaped this time. But How dare he attack my customers in the Coyce market, he must not be tolerated..."

"Brother Le'an, you don't need to worry about it." Wu Hui said with a light smile, "His Majesty the Father has sent someone to protect me secretly. The little pirate group of the Blood Demon has been wiped out by St. John Nassadr."

"What? The blood demon has been wiped out!"

Fatty Le'an's expression became extremely shocked. Only then did he notice the tall and handsome man behind Wu Hui. , "This Lord St. John Nassadr, is it possible that he is already a super god?"

"I am Nasadr, under the order of the Lord God, to secretly protect His Highness the Son of God." St. John had a cold and repulsive attitude, assuming that I was just the guard of the Son of God, and nothing else mattered. in spite of.

"Hiss~"

Le An gasped, and looked at Wu Hui with a more serious expression. Before, he secretly speculated that the gods who could cultivate a god child of level 10 must be at least level 11, and most likely level 12.

Therefore, Le Ancai and Wu Hui hit it off very much, and wanted to make friends with the second generation of gods.

Unexpectedly, beside His Royal Highness Wu Hui, a super god of level 11 was arranged as a guard. You must know that he is a level 11 super god. Even his father, Le An, would definitely be polite when he saw him.

If Le An asked his father to send a level 11 statue as a guard, he would probably be beaten down by his father in minutes. How noble is a level 11 super god, how can he serve as a small guard.

Unless he is facing a life-and-death situation, he will never receive this kind of treatment.

Wu Hui is lucky, he can make a level 11 super god willing to be a guard. It can be seen that there is no shortage of level 11 super gods beside his father god, and at the same time he is very fond of this god son. For a moment, Le An looked at Wu Hui with envy and hatred.

Wu Hui brought the newly upgraded St. John Nassadr to the show this time. Naturally, he was going to pull the tiger's skin and raise his identity, so that the Coyce Market would pay more attention to him as His Royal Highness.

But he didn't expect that Le An's imagination was even more exaggerated than he expected.

"Brother Le'an, brother~" Wu Hui yelled twice before waking up the fat Le'an, "I saw the arrest warrant before, and the blood demon has a reward of 1.67 million stars."

Le An was shocked, and hurriedly said: "Yes, yes, as long as you show the proof of killing him, my brother, our market will give you revenge according to the amount of the reward."

With a flick of his hand, Wu Hui shook the heads of the Gorefiend and some wanted guys out of the space bracelet.

A strong smell of blood filled the bounty central hall.

"It really is a blood demon!" Le An took a deep breath and looked at Wu Hui with envious eyes, "brother, you have made a lot of money this time. That old blood demon is not only cruel, but also very cunning. If you are not 100% sure, you will rarely make a move. Our market side tried to encircle and suppress him several times, but he was run away. But unexpectedly, he fell into your hands."

At the same time, Le An kept muttering in his heart, brother Wu Hui is really an expert at pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. Behind her butt is obviously a level 11 god, but she looks like a second-generation prodigal god, traveling around in a small spaceship.

The blood demon is also unlucky enough, he has been doing well for so many years, and he bumped into this big tiger.

Without Le'an's order, the staff in the bounty hall immediately began to count the heads. They were extremely efficient and calculated the total amount of bounty in a few minutes.

3.16 million stars!

When the money was transferred to Wu Hui's ID card, even Wu Hui couldn't help being excited, the fortune was not small.

"Brother, if you don't need those trophies, I will take care of them for you." Le An guessed that the gods behind Wu Hui would look down on those miscellaneous things.

"Hehe, thank you bro." Wu Hui said with a smile, "I really worry about what to do with those broken warships and captives. They are all parked 100,000 kilometers away from the market. Please send someone to Deal with it."

Fatty Le'an wanted to make friends with Wu Hui, so he naturally took the trouble and sent someone to deal with it immediately.

After half a day, the people sent by Le'an had already received the spoils.

Some including various assault ships, flagships, etc. were sold, and Wu Hui got another 960,000 star dollars.

Then there are those ordinary criminals who did not bear the bounty. After they are packaged and sold, they will get 210,000 stars.

The total income from this battle unexpectedly reached 4.33 million stars.

Even Wu Hui, who was already mentally prepared, was quite intimidated. Playing a wave of space pirates actually made so much money? However, he also knows that this kind of money-making by fighting pirates is also something that can be encountered but not sought after.

And the Scarlet Skeleton Pirate Organization was not really an organization that he could control. On the contrary, Scarlet Skull is an organization that even powerful existences such as Ke Ling civilization are very afraid of in this star field.

The reason is simple. The two founders of the Scarlet Skull Space Pirate Organization are both top level 12 existences in this star field. If Wu Hui went around looking for trouble with the Scarlet Skull, he might be ambushed by the anti-design.

The bright line, in fact, the most suitable way is not to use war to support war, but to farm. To manage beliefs one by one, will develop steadily at a geometric speed.

After settling down the idea of ​​continuing to find the Scarlet Skull Pirates, this time Wu Hui threw another drop of divine liquid to Nuosha: "Miss Nuosha, thank you for your hard work."

"No hard work, no hard work, Your Highness Shenzi, you are too generous." Nuosha, who got another drop of divine liquid, was a little ashamed, her face turned blue, and her heart was always disturbed. My lord, no, His Highness Shenzi really liked it. Me? Should I agree, or should I agree. Woohoo, how embarrassing.

"Brother, you are generous enough." Fatty Le'an showed an expression that any man could understand, "If you really want to take this little beauty Ke Ling, brother decides to terminate her contract."

Wu Hui broke into a cold sweat, what kind of expression is this? There are so many beauties in his harem, there are three divine concubines alone, and hundreds of maids whose strength has reached level seven or above. How can he be so busy eating wild food outside?

Besides, although the little beauty of Ke Lingwen is good, she is still inferior to Lan Fudi. He didn't even think about bringing Lan Fudi into the harem, let alone this little beauty.

"No need." Wu Hui flatly refused, and then said solemnly, "Brother Le'an, I need your help."

Nuosha, the beauty of Ke Ling, turned pale blue and retreated in frustration. Thinking about it, it is indeed true. What is the identity of His Royal Highness the Son of God? She is just a fairly good member of the Ke Ling civilization and works in the Coyce Market.

"Brother Wu Hui, no matter what you tell me, I will do what I can." Fatty Le'an glanced at Nuosha who was leaving, and didn't say much, but patted his chest to assure Wu Hui.

"The indigenous god who auctioned the plane before, his plane is in this star field, and he should have been entrusted for auction in our market. He hasn't left yet?" Wu Hui said solemnly, "Can you arrange to see him?" face."

For this question, Wu Hui thinks so.

Most of the planets with living beings in the universe are planets with owners, and starting a war casually will definitely cause big trouble. Wu Hui even suspected that the old Guangming God was too arrogant and domineering when he expanded his beliefs, so that he provoked terrible enemies.

And there is such an opportunity before Wu Hui's eyes. The planetary plane at the previous auction had a starting price of 7 million star yuan, but it finally passed the auction.

At that time, Wu Hui felt a little heartbroken and regretful, but it was a pity that after purchasing the upgrade materials of the Power God Kingdom, he was too shy to eat the plane with hundreds of millions of natives.

No, as soon as he had money in his pocket, Wu Hui began to think about that plane.

Most importantly, that plane is in this star field, which is very suitable for Wu Hui to establish a base in this star field.

"This..." Fatty Le'an looked a bit embarrassed, "Brother, according to the rules of the Coyce Plane Market, the identity of the guests needs to be kept strictly confidential. The goods on the auction are not allowed to trade privately at will. However, Since this is my brother's request, I will bear it~ But, brother, do you really want to buy that plane? That is the plane where a catastrophe is about to occur~"

If it was before, although Fatty Le'an also wanted to make friends with Wu Hui, but the Jedi would not put such effort. He will only be given some convenience within the scope of the rules.

But now Wu Hui's status is constantly rising in his mind, and he has great investment value.

"Thank you for your help, brother. I will keep this favor in my heart." Wu Hui was not polite to him, "Although the disaster is troublesome, I am confident to solve it."

"Okay, actually, with my brother's family background, it's really not a problem to solve a demonic disaster." Fatty Le'an agreed, "You wait, brother, I'll arrange for you to meet." Dun paused, and he turned to Wu Hui with his mental strength. The message said, "The aborigine god lord is eager to get rid of that plane now, brother, you understand."

Hehe~

Of course I understood, Wu Hui cast a knowing look.

Under Fatty Le'an's special arrangement, Wu Hui soon met the owner in a luxurious restaurant.

"Uh..." Wu Hui couldn't help feeling dizzy when he saw the owner.

There is no other reason, because the owner is a very strong tauren.

That's right, tauren!

There is a huge bull's head on top of his head, two big horns are powerful, his whole body is covered with exuberant black hair, and there are a pair of large crossed axes on his back, exuding a powerful and majestic aura.

"My name is Blood Hoof, and you are the one who wants to buy my plane?" Blood Hoof stared at Wu Hui, staring at Wu Hui. My clansmen? My Bloodhoof clansmen are born fighters."

"Bold! How dare you speak to His Royal Highness the Son of God like this." Standing behind Wu Hui, St. John's face darkened, and a powerful aura of coercion shrouded Bloodhoof.

"Kachacha!"

Bloodhoof was crushed and sat down on the chair, and even the chair was crushed to pieces. He seemed to be choked by the throat, his eyes widened and he couldn't breathe.

Wu Hui waved his hand casually, causing St. John to stop his pressure and let go of the blood hoof. At the same time, he gave Bloodhoof an angry look: "Minotaur, I'm too lazy to talk nonsense with you. You've already packaged up and sold all your clansmen and planes, so don't play tricks on me here."

"You..." Bloodhoof was annoyed for a while, and when he was about to get mad, he seemed to be full of fear of St. John, and he just said angrily, "You think I am willing to sell the plane, those demons who crossed over are very powerful and evil , the opposite is at least a level 11 true god. I can't stop it~ Instead of bringing the clansmen to die together, it is better to hand the clansmen over to a more powerful civilization. I believe that a powerful civilization will definitely keep the blood hoof position for its own benefit noodle."

Well……

Seeing his impassioned appearance and his wholeheartedness for his people, if Wu Hui hadn't gotten some information from Fatty Le'an, he would have been fooled into believing him.

Fatty Le'an said that when this indigenous god left his plane, he brought with him a full 10,000 people from his tribe. Except for some master guards and heirs, there are at least seven thousand beauties in his clan.

Hehe, the beauties of the clan.

At first Wu Hui felt quite envious, but after seeing the face of this tauren, he had a clear judgment on the so-called "beauties" in his clan.

This indigenous god is purely a bull. Fortunately, he became an indigenous god, but he didn't lead his tribe to develop well, but only knew how to enjoy himself in luxury and lust. Now that something happened, I sold my clansmen and planes, and I was going to buy a piece of land in a higher plane, and build a palace to be the emperor.

What a huge fortune 7 million star dollars are, enough for him to squander for many, many years.

"In a word, 3 million stars, it's up to you whether you sell it or not." Wu Hui said casually.

"3 million?" Bloodhoof widened the bull's eyes and roared angrily, "Boy, you look down on the cow too much. If you don't sell it, you won't sell it, and I won't sell it if you die."

Wu Hui drank tea, squinted and smiled: "I was also at the auction that day. I believe you have seen other people's reactions. No one will take over your mess. The four-dimensional planes overlap, and if they are short, they must be maintained. One or two hundred years, it will last for hundreds of thousands of years. God knows how many troops and wealth will be invested in order to fight against the invasion of those demons? Who would do this kind of loss-making business?"

"Hmph, there's always someone willing to take over." Bloodhoof's cow face twisted slightly, but he insisted that Qingshan would not relax, "As long as I survive the demon invasion, my bloodhoof plane is worth at least 20 million."

"Then wait for other buyers slowly, the auction in the Coyce Plane Market is held once every ten years." Wu Hui stood up with a yawn, "If I am not idle and bored, I want to find something to do Do it, and I don’t bother to care about your broken plane.”

ten years!

The blood hoof was excited, and immediately the blood was full of horns. He hurriedly stopped Wu Hui and said, "Since His Highness Son of God is sincere in buying the blood hoof plane, we can talk about the price again."

Hehe~

Others don't know, but Wu Hui knows it very well.

According to the information revealed by Fatty Le'an, the number of people brought out by Bloodhoof reached tens of thousands, including 7,000 concubines and concubines.

The Coyce Plane Market has always been a high-consumption place, and the food and drink expenses of these 10,000 people are at least tens of thousands of stars every day. What's more, there are all kinds of treasures in the plane market, and his concubines and beauties are used to being superior in the original plane, not to mention food and lodging, and they have to do shopping every day.

Wu Hui has already experienced the shopping methods of women on earth, but he did not expect that the female tauren is not bad at all.

Bloodhoof has been the native god, and the earth emperor has accumulated cash wealth of only a million stars for so many years. In the past ten days, the wealth has shrunk by 30%...

In Le'an's words, it would be a miracle for him to live in the Coyce Plane Market for another month, and he would have to run out of wealth and be expelled.

Now Bloodhoof feels that he can't stand it for a day, so he wants to sell the plane and leave the Coyce plane market as quickly as possible.

The Coyce Plane Market is Le'an's territory. The reason why he is so clear about the consumption of this indigenous god is that the Coyce Plane Market itself is really expensive, and secondly, he must operate secretly. Send people to lure the wives of the Tauren to go shopping, exacerbating the economic crisis of the native Tauren. Indirectly forcing Bloodhoof to lower the price.

Obviously, if Wu Hui hadn't intervened, the Coyce Plane Market would have wanted to eat that indigenous plane by itself. With their powerful existence of a fourth-level civilization, they were really not afraid of the demonic crisis on the other side.

"Okay, for the sake of your sincerity, I'll give you an extra 500,000 yuan, a total of 3.5 million stars." Wu Hui said with a final word, "I have precious time, so I don't bother to talk to you. One day every night, my son The quotation is 100,000 less."

The blood hoof was excited, and now there are at least tens of thousands of expenses every day. If it is less than 100,000, can this day be lived? He was ruthless, and decided to bleed heavily: "4 million, as long as 4 million stars, my blood hoof plane will belong to you. This is my final bottom line. If it is less than this number, I will go to a higher civilization. There is no way to achieve wealth and freedom." Bloodhoof regretted it, he was greedy for beauty for a while, and brought such a large group of wives out to escape, it would kill him.

Wu Hui originally accepted a psychologically low price of 5 million. Since the final transaction price was far lower than his psychological expectations, Wu Hui stopped talking and said with a final word: "Deal! St. John, you go with Bloodhoof to handle the transaction procedures, and plane transaction procedures."

"Yes~Your Highness Son of God." St. John stepped over, took Bloodhoof's arm, and said coldly, "Master Bloodhoof, this way please." St. John is a level 11 super god.

Even the two parties had already reached a verbal agreement, and he was not afraid of Bloodhoof going back on his word. Otherwise, the consequences are absolutely immeasurable.

The people above were really good at handling things, and the transaction and handover procedures were very fast. In just half a day, Wu Hui got the property right certificate called the Bloodhoof Plane, and the impartial unit seal on it was the Star Alliance.

It means that as long as it is a civilization within the scope of the Star Alliance, it will be protected by the Star Alliance.

When Wu Hui received the heavy property rights certificate for the plane, he was also deeply moved. With money, he can really do whatever he wants, and he can buy a plane with money alone without a single soldier.

It just so happens that your Godhead and Kingdom of God have just been upgraded, and you need to expand your power urgently. This bloodhoof plane must be managed well.

No, it must be renamed Chenhui Plane, even if it costs a little to change the name, it will not hesitate. What ghost blood hoof plane, the name is too ugly. The Chenhui plane will be Wu Hui's first plane in this star field, and it is also the plane that will rise in this star field.

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