Chapter 920: You Still Sell This Thing?

Lord Yousi is a goblin mechanic, most skilled in crafting mechanical items, and his name is literally Lord Yousi; he also has a younger brother named Gear.

He is the largest airship and construct supplier in the entire black market; his main business is manufacturing and repairing airship constructs, while his side business is alchemy.

Actually, the profession of alchemy is very broad; mechanics, potions, material enhancement, enchantment, and so on can all be classified under alchemy. Someone like Du Luo Ken, the King of Alchemy, belongs to those who master everything.

But Lord Yousi only masters mechanics. Airships are large machines, and constructs are small machines. Whether it is an airship or a construct, if equipped with spatial items, it can easily be upgraded in class and sold at a higher price.

For example, a carriage with only four wheels is a cargo carriage; one with a cabin is a passenger carriage; one with slightly better decoration is a luxury carriage; and one equipped with a refrigeration array, a communication array, a large sofa, and a large bed becomes a mobile home.

Airships and constructs follow the same logic. Equipping one with a spatial accessory can greatly elevate its class, so Lord Yousi has always been acquiring spatial items. As soon as he heard someone had a large quantity of spatial items for sale, he quickly came looking.

But after the two met and shook hands, the goblin on the other side asked in confusion: "Are you poisoned? What's going on? Have you recently felt back pain, low energy, easy drowsiness, or easy allergies?"

"Ah? How do you know? Am I poisoned?" Lord Yousi asked in shock, then looked at Silver Coin warily.

Silver Coin said calmly: "I don't know, but I can feel your vitality is declining. If it's not because you are getting old, then you are poisoned. You can find a water mage to examine you. How old are you?"

"Fifty."

"Pfft... I thought you were seventy. Go get checked immediately. No wonder your hair is messy; it turns out it's too thin. You're even losing hair," Silver Coin said.

Lord Yousi was half-skeptical but had to go find someone to check first. He called a water mage, and after one examination, it was indeed confirmed he was poisoned.

"Metal poisoning? Strange, can one be poisoned by metal? I deal with gold, silver, copper, and iron every day. We mechanics deal with metal every day. Why am I the only one poisoned?" Lord Yousi asked in confusion.

Silver Coin shrugged: "Then I don't know either. We just met for the first time, so I'm not clear on what you usually come into contact with. However, toxic metals are limited to a few types: Demon Lead, Polonium, Boron, Arsenic, Thallium... I can't even remember how many types there are. We need to ask someone."

"I know Demon Lead, but what are the latter types? Go ask someone quickly. No, I'll go with you. Let's go, let's go." Lord Yousi was so anxious he wanted to pull Silver Coin away immediately.

When he didn't know at first, it was fine, but now that he knows he is poisoned, how can Lord Yousi possibly sit still?

Silver Coin hesitated and said: "Uh, I came to sell things. This..."

"I'll buy all your things, all at the highest price. They are spatial accessories, right? Look, my business is so big; I can swallow four or five of them," Lord Yousi said urgently.

"That's not necessary. Sigh, forget it. Let's solve your problem first," Silver Coin said with slight difficulty.

This entire performance made Lord Yousi feel deeply that Silver Coin was a man of substance, instantly increasing his favor greatly.

Intelligent beings are sometimes strange; they will turn a blind eye to very great favors, but instead be overwhelmed with gratitude for trivial little kindnesses.

For instance, regarding something like saving a life, he would naturally demand it and urge you. If Silver Coin didn't help him now, he might hold a grudge and even say things like, "We are both goblins, why won't you help me?"

But if you show hesitation, indicating this will waste your time, and finally decide to help him, he will instead be endlessly grateful that you wasted your time to help him first.

From a merchant's perspective, it might be because the favor is too great to repay, so one simply doesn't repay it, or even eliminates the benefactor to end that debt of gratitude. Hence the saying: one sheng of rice makes a benefactor, one dou of rice makes an enemy.

Although Silver Coin didn't know Lord Yousi's personality, he still habitually acted a bit. Helping others must make them feel it to be true help.

Lord Yousi clearly felt it, so when Silver Coin said the transaction was cancelled, he could force a smile.

In the flying car, Silver Coin quickly explained the situation, then asked: "My Lord, can you tell what poison he has? Can it be cured?"

Seeing Ange shook his head, then nodded.

Nai Ge Li Si translated: "He doesn't know what poison he has, but it can be cured. Good heavens, you can cure him without even knowing what poison he has. I'm impressed by you."

Although Nai Ge Li Si complained, he didn't doubt at all, because even if Seeing Ange didn't know what disease it was, he could still cure you; at worst, he would just change your body.

Even mental illness couldn't be cured by changing a body, but there is still the Monarch. That old immortal deletes memories and personalities more skillfully than Anthony. Nai Ge Li Si's own memories from back then couldn't be retrieved.

Back at Lord Yousi's factory, after parking the flying car, Lord Yousi couldn't wait to ask: "Everyone, everyone, what poison exactly do I have? Can it be cured?"

When the mage under his command examined him earlier, he had already roughly explained his condition. He suffered from long-term metal poisoning; his kidneys were ruined, which is why he recently felt easy fatigue and allergies.

At this level of damage, water magic could no longer cure it, and alchemists had no corresponding treatment methods. Instead, the former Church of Radiance had some rather miraculous treatment methods, but with the fall of the Lord of Radiance, the Church of Radiance is gone.

"The cure should be no problem, but this kind of treatment consumes quite a lot of materials..." Silver Coin, having received a definite answer from Seeing Ange, gained confidence. Hearing this, he put on a look of great difficulty and began to discuss quietly with Lord Yousi.

Saving a goblin with ruined kidneys and cleaning the metal toxins from his body is a very easy task for Seeing Ange, but for any living creature, it is a miracle.

Miracles cannot be obtained easily; if obtained too easily, they are not cherished. Just like Lightning easily ate World Tree tender shoots, and later kept shouting to eat tender shoot scrambled eggs.

Besides, Lord Yousi is not Seeing Ange's believer, so he definitely needs to make an equivalent contribution of something. It's just unknown what his life can be equivalent to.

While they were chatting, Seeing Ange and Nai Ge Li Si looked around. This should be the place Lord Yousi stays in most often, likely a workshop. Tools and materials were placed everywhere, and against the wall were rows of cabinets holding various alchemical items.

Nai Ge Li Si mainly looked at those materials, wanting to see what metal caused Lord Yousi's poisoning, while Seeing Ange mainly looked at those alchemical items, seeing if there was anything that could be used to grow things.

However, as he looked, Seeing Ange's gaze fell on an alchemical item about the size of a fist. A familiar feeling surged up, causing Seeing Ange to step closer to examine it carefully.

Unexpectedly, Lord Yousi walked over quickly, covered the item with something, and said apologetically: "It's an unfinished item created haphazardly. I won't let you see it. It's a bit embarrassing."

The Monarch, who had been silent all along, sneered: "It's just a lich's phylactery. What's there to cover? You still sell this thing?"