Chapter 623: In Short, Be a Little Careful

Riesling, who snapped back to his senses, finally remembered the matter of his own business.

Although he didn't know if the black market merchants in this world were any different from his previous life.

But there was no doubt that these guys had ruined his business.

As the saying goes, cutting off one's means of livelihood is like killing one's parents. After knowing what kind of people had caused an impact on his business, Riesling indeed somewhat couldn't resist wanting to get angry.

But he was also clear that this so-called getting angry was nothing more than incompetent fury.

Moreover, those black market merchants who could run out to peddle items could all be said to be existences at the end of an organization.

Although he didn't know exactly who was behind it, the most important thing now was conversely not to go find the culprit, but to quickly come up with competing products.

After all, business matters were just like this.

Even if you killed the other party, as long as the formula was there, there would still be other people who could rise up to compete.

Rather than being so troublesome, it was better to come up with competing products to carry out effective competition.

Furthermore, this kind of back-and-forth business struggle seemed quite interesting too.

Alright, actually anyone could be this kind of improper character like a black market merchant.

As long as you are shameless enough and your destiny is tough enough, it's fine.

So it was fundamentally not easy to distinguish who exactly was peddling that alcohol named [Heaven's Fall].

You couldn't possibly capture all the black market merchants and interrogate them one by one right.

Even if you had this strength, you wouldn't have the time ah.

Justice: "@The Hermit, you are in the war zone now right, I don't know if there are black market merchants there."

Ultimately Riesling still went to Professor Samael.

The Hermit: "There are, quite a few even. I just don't know if there's anyone selling that."

Justice: "Give it a try, if there isn't then forget it."

The Moon: "According to my speculation, there definitely are, but they might not be so easy to encounter. And if you do encounter them, it's best not to buy too much at once. One or two bottles, two or three bottles should be enough."

At this time, Shang Chuan stood out.

Justice: "Oh? There's this kind of saying?"

The Hermit: "What's the speculation?"

The Moon: "Since those guys can squeeze Justice's business to the extent of being unsalable, it means there is definitely no problem with their shipment volume. At the very least, it must be on par with Justice's shipment volume to achieve this."

The Moon: "Secondly, the other party's shipment volume is large, but up until now even you, a business competitor, are hearing about it for the first time. This means the other party hides well, or rather they intentionally want to hide something."

The Moon: "So if you go buy for the first time, it's not very suitable to buy too much at once, as this will easily arouse the other party's vigilance, making it difficult to track or purchase again later."

The Moon: "In short, being a little careful is definitely correct."

Who else could be called a great merchant?

With just this bit of information, he analyzed the matter thoroughly, making Riesling and Professor Samael nod repeatedly as they read.

The Hermit: "What Justice said makes a lot of sense. Then after I finish distributing the goods and collecting the funds later, I'll go out for a stroll and take a look."

Chariot: "I've already sent the goods over to you on my end, and even added over two hundred extra machines. When the time comes, see if anyone wants them, if so, sell them together."

Tower: "The potions on my end have also been sent over, and similarly, some extras have been reserved. There will definitely be guys looking for you privately. At that time, casually marking up the price three or five times to sell, there will still be people scrambling to buy."

Chu Yuan: "Don't forget to save a hundred machines for me."

Chariot: "I know, I'm saving them."

Justice: "@The Hermit, then I'll leave it to you. I'll prepare the appropriate thank-you gifts."

Although everyone was a member of Tarot Manor, since you were entrusting someone to do something for you, the proper etiquette still had to be there.

The fruit farmer godfather still knew this bit of social niceties.

The Hermit: "Leave it to me."

On Samael's side, after sending the message, he sat there waiting for the funds.

After all, it was business, without seeing the full payment he also wouldn't release the goods.

Not long after, the kings brought their payments over. Although each one's expression seemed very calm, one could tell from the sweat forming on their foreheads and the frequency of their steps that their hearts were not tranquil.

"Professor, the money is here, please count it."

A certain king was perhaps too anxious, so immediately after rushing in, he poured out all the Gold Coins inside his card.

In an instant, the ground of the entire tent was occupied by these lovely golden guys.

"You... this..."

"Even if you're anxious, you shouldn't be this anxious right."

"Bastard! Look at what you've done! You even startled the professor!"

The kings who followed in behind him all accused the first reckless king without exception.

However, to them, what this king did wasn't important. What was important was that this guy wasted their time.

You have to know, it takes five minutes to change the class of one person.

Which means every minute and every second now is extremely precious.

Yet this guy did this kind of thing at this kind of time.

Looking at these Gold Coins, just picking them up would take quite a lot of time. Isn't this creating trouble for everyone?

Or is this guy actually a spy for the Demon Hunters, doing this to waste our time?

Hiss——

If you don't think about it, you wouldn't know. Once you think about it, there's really this possibility ah!

Thus, several kings whose brains turned fast, when looking at the first king, their gazes were already looking at a dead person.

What a joke, at this crucial moment, regardless of whether the other party was a spy or not, they would rather kill by mistake than let go.

However, Samael pressed his hands down.

"It's fine, it's fine. After all, it's such a big matter, being a bit impatient is also normal."

Saying that, Samael took out a Magic Broom.

This was the Magic Broom that Lan Qingyou had on hand, a convenient item that could start automatically sweeping work just by inputting magic power.

To anyone's eyes, this thing should have this kind of function.

In fact, the kings also thought so. However, things didn't develop this way.

After being activated, the broom also started automatically sweeping like Lan Qingyou's Magic Broom.

But this sweeping was slightly different from the sweeping in common sense.

That was, this broom wasn't sweeping the floor at all, but like a monster, the bottom end opened a large mouth, and then like a black hole sucked the Gold Coins on the ground into its 'mouth'.

"This..."

The kings stared dumbfounded at everything happening before their eyes. They could no longer find any words to say.

They only knew that in this bizarre world, there were still many, many things they couldn't explain and couldn't even understand.

"It's nothing amazing, just a small tool used to count money. After all, you guys also wouldn't want me to sit here for days and nights counting millions of Gold Coins right."

Samael shrugged.

The dumbfounded kings thought about it, it's really so ah.

Previously they only paid attention to the matter of purchasing, completely not thinking about how to count it on this side.

After all, although there were storage tools like cards, they couldn't display exactly how much money was inside the bag like a game interface.