Ancestral local tyrant system

Natu had already handled the currency exchange business on the way here, so after entering Muyun Bank, a staff member soon came to serve him.

Putting it in the Universe Bank, Natu’s father’s money is nothing, but in this Moral galaxy, it is a real noble class. After all, there are only more than 200 such characters in the entire fourth-level civilization. Their account is at least in this Muyun Bank, except for Moral's master, that is the highest.

With such an identity, Natu quickly converted his planet’s currency into Mora coins, which is a full 5,000 trillion Mora coins, which is equivalent to 250 trillion cosmic coins, which is even enough. Prepare a fleet with hundreds of four-level civilized basic warships.

"Hey, as long as I take advantage of this period of time to go to the black market to clean up, it is estimated that I can make a lot of money." Natu looked very excited, under normal circumstances, this kind of task is his opportunity to make a lot of money.

"Brother Fang, this time my father gave me the task of bringing back 500 psychic slaves above Tier 4, do you know what the current market for slaves in the universe is?"

Fang Jueyu shook his head, "Should the price of a supernatural being be no cheaper than a Tier 3 battleship, right?"

"What's more, in this universe, the price of warriors far exceeds those iron knots, and there are completely different prices according to different warrior levels!" Natu said, "A master of the first-order slave only needs 100 Billion cosmic coins, but the price of Tier 4 has soared to hundreds of billions of cosmic coins. Like the two peak magicians with security levels just now, the price is more expensive than an ordinary Tier 4 battleship!"

"So expensive?"

"Of course, the price of slaves of different races is completely different," Natu added. "There are many races in the universe with extremely powerful combat effectiveness. The strength of the same realm is also completely different, and the price will also vary greatly."

"There used to be a peak slave of the Demon Race tribe who even sold tens of trillions of cosmic coins for a sky-high price. You can buy a rubbish master slave!"

"Hiss~" Fang Jueyu took a deep breath.

"Not only that, I heard that later that slave was also promoted to the master, and this time he made thousands of times the price difference. It is enviable to think about it." Natu said with joy.

"Come on, let's go to the black market and see how much money I can make from my father this time." According to the general situation, the price of the black market will be 10 or 20% lower than the official channel. He wants to buy 500 slaves. It's not a small number.

In Fang Jueyu's concept, places like the black market are generally built in the darkness of invisible people, but when they walked into this so-called black market, Fang Jueyu knew that he seemed to be wrong again.

Where is a shameless dark world, this is obviously a prosperous city?It seems that because of the large number of foreign guests during this period, the black market is even more lively than usual.

"Brother Fang, the owner of this black market is a Tier 9 controller. Although it is a black market, but with the permission of the master, it only has to pay a lot of taxes every year." Natu introduced as he walked. "Go, I will take you to exchange Mora coins first!"

"Yeah." Since entering the black market, a lot of unkind eyes have swept over Fang Jueyu's body, but when they noticed the few supernatural beings around Natu, they immediately moved away. With such a person as a bodyguard, it must not be easy to provoke him.

"So these people's eyes are so scary?" Fang Jueyu couldn't help asking. Er Gouzi lay on Fang Jueyu's head and frightened people coming and going with teeth and claws all the way.

"Brother Fang, the black market is naturally much darker than the city outside. If you are spotted here, you don’t have to worry about anything on Moral’s mother, but when you leave this planet, it’s hard to say Now, follow me closely, no one will make you think."

"I know a lot of friends in this black market, and they are still quite mixed. Generally, there are no people who are above the level of the source."

"Host, in the cosmic civilization, only those at the level above the potential source can have citizenship. The supernatural beings are already at the level of the rich, so they generally rarely appear in person. There are several supernatural bodyguards in this picture. Now, it’s enough to deter many people, you can rest assured to go."

"There is so much attention." Fang Jueyu murmured, but he was still very honest. Now he doesn't know who can come to save him if he gets into trouble, but he doesn't know so quickly. It is better to have less trouble.

"We are here." Nato led Fang Jueyu into a more stylish building, which seemed to be a small bank. Although it was not as stylish as Muyun Bank, it was still quite large.

A lot of staff and guests come and go, so it's so lively.

After passing the busy counter, they walked directly into a room inside and saw a woman with long dark green hair and rough skin like snakeskin playing with a pretty beautiful gem.

"Hey, Basilisk, I'm bringing you business." Natu leaned forward to the woman with a smile on his face.

A hint of anger flashed across the woman's face when she heard this weird name, but when she saw that the person who came was taking a picture, the anger disappeared, and it was replaced by another emotion.

"Hahaha, Basilisk, it seems to have brought Teacher Pu here, he might be scared to smoke in the opposite direction." Fang Jueyu tried to suffocate a smile.

"Host, this should be a member of the Qingli tribe in the Moral civilization. They are very smart and have high potential. They are very good in both practice and business."

"My friend wants to exchange some cosmic coins, but I brought them directly to you, don't say I don't talk about loyalty, you have to give our brother the most affordable price!" Natu said.

"Take the picture, I'm very busy," the Qingli clan woman looked up at Fang Jueyu, and suddenly lost interest when she saw his shabby dress. "If there is only tens of thousands of business, you still take it away. Go somewhere."

"Basilisk, you look down on people, don't you? My brother drove the silver-winged envoy produced by Erebold, with a full Kamner tungsten hull, tusk tusk, this craft..."

"Really?" The woman's eyes changed. If that's the case, it's really not a small background.

"Brother Fang, let me introduce to you, Shabell, who is also the daughter of a third-level civilization ruler called the Qingli tribe in the Moral system, who specializes in currency business in this black market. You can call her a snakeskin monster."

"Shabell, this is my friend Fang Jueyu who I just met, from the earth," he quietly leaned to Shabell's ear, "I don't know how many civilizations he came from, but it seems that the currency in circulation on their planet is the universe coin."

"Oh?" After hearing these words, Sabel's eyes suddenly brightened. In this universe, only the top civilizations, a few fourth-level civilizations, and some special races can directly use cosmic coins as currency in circulation.

"I underestimated you. Sister, I'll apologize to you first," Shabell leaned in front of Fang Jueyu, with a strong perfume smell rushing toward her face, "How many universe coins are you going to exchange for Brother Fang?"

Fang Jueyu thought for a moment, how could he plan to buy a slave of 8,000 this time, tens of trillions of cosmic coins are always indispensable.

Since the relationship between Shabelle and Nato is pretty good, it is estimated that their wealth level is not much different. The money in her place is probably not enough for her own exchange. Since she is a friend of Nato, he should also take care of it.

"Well...how many Mora coins do you have? I change as many as there are!"