The Experimental Log of the Crazy Lich

What is business? In my understanding, it is to sell the right goods to the right people at the right price to maximize the benefits.

So, what kind of merchandise is irresistible to a hag with a territory and a tribe in the Abyss?

Arms trading as the hard currency of the abyss? Want some magical weapons? Hags don't know how to forge, so they may need it, but the fact is that their witchcraft and alchemy are good, and their enchanting skills are also good.

The kind of magic weapon that maintains a strong output in a limited area (a certain layer of the abyss, mostly a gathering place for hags) and a limited time (one or two days to one or two months) is also their best-selling item (fake monopoly), There are countless people who have been cheated.

Ordinary magic props and equipment should be spared, hags have no shortage of such things.

slave? Don't talk about it, the abyss is the worst thing. Living here is the first priority. Freedom or something is too extravagant.

It can be said that I am in trouble. As a transaction partner, I am afraid that the opponent who has everything and needs nothing is what I am most afraid of.

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 don't need cosmetics that can beautify you!"

The messy things were thrown all over the place. Under the onlookers of the hags, a bottle of fruit juice and bottled milk were thrown out. The common language on them marked the effect. These are new cosmetics with secret origins.

"Wait a minute, these are my daily necessities! The super-authentic products I just got from Amyla two days ago, go to replenish them in the abyss!"

The scream of the dead cat lingered in my ears, but I threw out all the cosmetics without hesitation, which was a waste of my parcel space.

"What kind of cosmetics does slime need to use? Just change whatever you want! Putting those messy things on your face is better than applying some of your own slime!"

"I... my old lady fought with you! What's wrong with cats, what's wrong with slimes, slimes don't have the right to love beauty? I also know that it's useless to paint these things, but why do other people have me? My old lady too Woman. I also want to spend all my money on things I know are useless!"

The dead cat is troublesome as always, and then it seems to have made some dangerous taunts. In order to keep someone who keeps dying from being beaten to death, I still don't extend it down.

"My wife is happy!"

Dead Cat's answer was decisive.

In another sense, Heloise is indeed worth a lot.

But there are some things that really cannot be solved by spending money.

"I'm fed up with my cat painting those messy things on my face every day, and putting on a cucumber thin skin mask. Others don't think you're crazy, they only think I'm sick! I'm also fed up with those pity eyes, I Obviously a normal person! I will not groom my cat!"

Cough, it seems that outsiders are watching the fun. After finally riding on Heloise and finishing the cat, the hag named Hei Qi also looked at the goods in front of her with great interest, but she didn't take it seriously.

After all, in a sense, the ugliness and oldness of hags are an irreplaceable racial characteristic. After birth, hags will decline rapidly, and they are also used to the indifference and fear of other races. It is really incomprehensible to sell cosmetics on hags.

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 walking on other planes, hags who generally learn illusions will wear a false face. Mostly it's young women of good looks, which says something.

"You can try."

After hesitating for a moment, perhaps feeling safe in his own territory, Hei Qi took the whitening cream and applied it to his hands. But almost surprised and dropped the bottle on the ground.

The dark skin and spots on the skin disappeared at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the age spots disappeared directly. The whole arm suddenly became a young man's arm, while the other parts were still old, which was extremely uncoordinated.

"let me try!"

"Don't grab it, don't grab it!"

"Mine. Mine!"

Before I had time to react, the door was knocked open, and three hags rushed in indiscriminately. They were emotionally fighting for the liquid in the bottle. We got into a ball.

I just sat on the sidelines and watched the show...and suppressed the dead cat's resistance along the way.

It is true that there is no cure for being born ugly, but when the technology develops to a certain level, plastic surgery and face changing are not difficult to master. In this regard, the wood spirit clan, which can regenerate severed limbs and regenerate the body, has obvious advantages.

When I woke up from a deep sleep, I was surprised to find that I just casually mentioned that the business of women's beauty care must be very profitable, but the wood spirits can develop it to such a degree, and all kinds of whitening and beautifying effects can be seen immediately. Not to mention skin care agents, every year cosmetic surgery has to be scheduled three months in advance.

Of course, such a change cannot be permanent. Maintaining a beautiful appearance requires a price, at least the medicine cannot be stopped, and this has become a long-term business for the wood spirits.

Perhaps Priest Shengguang plus a necromancer who is good at surgery can also do this, but without the restriction of belief and contact, or to think of using such advanced technology to make money from women, That's the wood spirit clan.

When I heard that a quarter of the wood spirits’ financial income now comes from the cosmetics and beauty industry, which has become the second largest industry after arms, even surpassing their combined income from medical care and agriculture, I can't say anything other than lamenting that "women are the same no matter which world".

But now, the scene in front of me once again confirmed my words. In order to obtain these potions, the hags carried out brutal and brutal hand-to-hand combat that they despised.

"Ahem, I'm still here."

When I reminded myself of my existence, what I got was full of malicious magic power. It seems that these guys really didn't intend to buy it with money from the beginning.

But now that these lurkers have jumped out, they are naturally planning to kill and rob.

As for long-term commodity trading and reputation, no one can trust anyone in the abyss. Wealth without strength guarantee can only be regarded as a time bomb that brings bad luck. All the information is not over.

Want to do business? Yes, to prove that I have the strength not to be murdered and stolen.

"Tsk tsk tsk. Maybe I didn't tell you, my brother is the prince of the abyss, and my girlfriend (Heloise: ex-girlfriend) is the devil marquis..."

Hei Qi laughed and trembled, as if I was talking about some joke.

At this time, half of her face is young and the other is old, which looks like a horror movie.

"Hehe, you are so humorous, but even if your sister is the dragon queen and your elder brother is the main god, it has nothing to do with you being able to get out of this door. They are not here..."

I was a little helpless, the dead cat's eyes widened. Is this guy a legendary prophet, or is he just trying to die at the crow's mouth?

The next moment, the whole house seemed to be moving, shaking constantly, and the tables and chairs turned into living creatures scurrying around.

The hags surrounded me in all directions, and the evil magic power was obviously preparing some vicious witchcraft.

There is a problem with the operation of my magic power. It seems that this house has been tampered with, and I have entered a trap.

It is common sense not to challenge the spellcaster in the opponent's home court, so I flicked my finger, and the whole world was completely changed in the next instant.

The dark earth is the patent of the underworld, but where we are, it is on a flat land, but it is surrounded by a ring-shaped arena, and the undead are cheering in the stands. They are paying attention to us and looking forward to the living. their bloody death.

"Since you don't want to discuss business there, maybe it's more appropriate to discuss business here. By the way, I forgot to tell you, I used to be an undead emperor, and I was also on the list of natural disasters at that time (Heloise: I'm still on it! )."

The hags looked at everything around them blankly, which was beyond their comprehension, and the next moment, when I called out, they were sweating profusely as if they had just woken up from a dream.

Their faces were still pretending to be calm, but their panic and uneasiness revealed their lack of confidence. It seemed that they still knew what the list of natural disasters was.

"Now that you have calmed down, can you listen to my request now? Maybe, in order to buy a ticket for a safe return trip, you will offer me a price that makes me happy? I never buy or sell by force. People are cheap, really." (To be continued.)