Ancestral local tyrant system

"It's hollowed out..." Shabel's expression became so stiff for the first time. The black market they were in was already a fairly large-scale one among the home planets of Moral. His family still couldn't make up 1.5 million trillion Mora coins.

"Forget it, it's a big deal to separate some of the benefits. Let's go to the black market in other cities to raise funds!" Although some of the benefits will be lost, it is better than losing the business.

"I went to contact the black market in the main city of Kunsha. There are a few friends I know. It shouldn't be a big problem to get more than ten or two hundred thousand trillion Mora coins." Rolos immediately began to contact the black market in other cities. friend.

"I also know some people who are engaged in currency business, Shabell, you have been mixing for so long, should you know some other friends?"

"Okay, within half an hour, all the Mora coins that can be mobilized will be transferred to my account, and I will solve the rest." Although I did not want to ask my other brothers and sisters to help, at this time, Sha Bell can't care about so much anymore!

Forty minutes later, almost emptied the entire black market, and used all the relationships that the three Shabells could use. She finally got 1.5 million trillion Mora coins for Fang Jueyu.

In order to facilitate the use and calculation, there is a token called Moral coin on the Moral planet. Each Moral coin represents one trillion, that is, one trillion Moral coins.

This kind of Moral coin does not have a particularly high value, just like a check, just an equivalent born for convenience.

The 1.5 million Morar coins were directly transferred to Fang Jueyu's account through Shabell's Universe Bank account.

"Fortunately not insulting life." Shabell wiped the sweat from her forehead. This is the largest currency exchange business she has ever done so far, and Fang Jueyu's 50,000 trillion cosmic coins has also received the largest part of it. Relying on these universe coins, she even has the opportunity to expand her currency exchange!

"Thank you Sister Sabel," Fang Jueyu knew from the state of Shabell when she mobilized funds just now that this is not a very simple thing. "If you know it's so troublesome, I'll just go to Muyun Bank to exchange it."

"Brother Fang, that's different. If you go to Muyun Bank to exchange it, it's a ratio of 1:25 without any moisture. You will lose 250,000 trillion Moracoins. This is a small number."

"Actually, I don't care," Fang Jueyu looked indifferent. "If you add more, you can earn it. Actually, the 50,000 trillion cosmic currency is only worth 1.25 million trillion Mora coins, isn't it? I'm not a loss either.

"Damn!" If Fang Jueyu was on the side, he would have to scold his mother directly when taking pictures. This is 250,000 trillion Mora coins, 10,000 trillion cosmic coins, this is not 10,000 cosmic coins!

Ten thousand trillion cosmic coins could buy five silver-winged ambassadors like Fang Jueyu, and he didn't mind at all.

"Brother Fang, can I take the liberty to ask how much money you have?" Natu asked weakly.

"Hmm... If you spend all my money on buying that silver-winged servitor, the quantity is enough for you to count for hundreds of lives, right?"

"Would you like to pull hatred like this?" If Natu is an earthling, he would have begun to breathe fragrance. "Come on, you are a master who spends money without caring about numbers. I know it now."

"Then now we have all the money. Brother Natu, why don't we take me to the slave exchange in the black market?" Fang Jueyu couldn't wait.

"Why do I have a cold sweat for those slave merchants?" Natu still remembers Fang Jueyu saying just now that he was planning to buy 10,000 supernatural beings of rank 7 or so, the ordinary gods in the hands of slave merchants in the black market. He is not sure if there are 10,000 people in total.

"I knew you were so rich, so I went into the slave business. I will definitely make a fortune today!" Natu said angrily.

"Hahaha, Brother Natu, if you have any friends in the slave business, it's better to introduce them directly to me, they will always give you a big commission, right?"

"Brother Fang, you laughed," Natu took a cold back. In fact, he introduced Shabelle to the business because he did have some commissions. Shabell earned a lot of money, and he also had a sip of soup to drink.

This is a big business of tens of thousands of trillions of universe coins, even if it is just a bite of soup, it is equivalent to his hundreds of planets and hundreds of years of taxes.

500 billion cosmic coins, this money was transferred directly to his account by Shabel just now, which is almost enough for him to buy another good private spaceship.

"Hey." Natu sighed. If he really knew any slave merchant, maybe he could make a few trillions of Cosmic Coins when he walked around with Fang Jueyu, and he could even buy one. A private spaceship of level four civilization.

Even his elder brothers and sisters, few people can afford to fly a Tier 4 spacecraft.

Those rich people leaked a little money out of their fingers, it was enough for them to eat for a lifetime.

"I think my son who is the ruler of the third-level civilization is just like a fake." Natu has always felt that he is quite rich, and he is reborn in this universe, but he only knows today what is real. Rich people.

"If this kid goes to Muyun Bank, will he directly convert the bank to bankruptcy?" Natu couldn't help but guess.

Originally, Sabel wanted to keep them for a meal, but Fang Jueyu was anxious to go to the slave market, but she didn't want to keep it anymore, and the large sum of money she just made is still waiting for her to distribute the income. , The next period of time will be enough for her.

The slave trading market is the most important part of the entire black market, and it is also the place with the largest population flow, but it looks a bit strange, not like a normal trading market, but like an arena of ancient Rome on earth.

"Brother Fang, here is the effort to trade the market!"

"This slave market looks really strange, how does it look like an arena?" Fang Jueyu asked puzzledly.

"Hahaha, you're really right, this slave market can be regarded as half an arena," Natu explained, "every black market has a large number of slave merchants, they also need to compete, so they must prove their own Slaves are better than others, so they need this kind of competitive competition to increase the worth of their slaves."

"It turned out to be like this." Fang Jueyu nodded, this behavior is understandable.

Entering the slave market, all kinds of shouts came from all directions, and most of the slave merchants were like small merchants and hawkers soliciting customers.

"Slave of the Warhammer clan, come and see. They are born with supernatural power and thick skin. They are very suitable for doing coolies. The first-order lurker only needs 1,000 Mora coins, and the ninth-order lurker only needs 100,000 Mora coins. Don’t miss it when you pass by!"

"Damn!?" Fang Jueyu stood in front of a booth stupidly.

On earth, a Tier 1 master is enough to become the core figure of a national superpower organization. With countless wealth and power, in this black market of Moral civilization, it only needs 1,000 Mora coins. , Converted down, only 40 universe coins!

"This is too cheap, right?" Fang Jueyu's mouth kept twitching, "It's a pheasant price!"