Ancestral local tyrant system

"Have you noted down what I just said?" Fang Jueyu turned and glanced at Tiram.

"You didn't remember all of them, did you?" Fang Jueyu's face turned black, feeling that he wasted so much saliva just now, this Tiram has been in a daze in the corner?

"This...Mr. Ma, do you really want to buy so many slaves?" Tiram looked in disbelief. He has been in business for so many years, and he doesn't know how many slaves he can sell. It’s a planet, but this is the first time I have seen this kind of "sweeping goods".

"Nonsense, I have nothing to do to make you happy?" Fang Jueyu said whitely, like Tiram, "I am tens of thousands of trillions every minute... No, I am a few civilized people doing this kind of thing every minute. Is this interesting?"

"It's just Mr. Ma, let me take the liberty to ask, what do you need so many slaves for? Is your civilization ready to go to war with other civilizations?" Tiram asked.

In fact, he wanted to know if Fang Jueyu really needed so many slaves instead of talking about himself.This kind of mass purchase of slaves is not unheard of, and there are many, but in general, slaves are purchased for war.

It's just that those who came to buy slaves would never come alone like Fang Jueyu did, without any entourage. Generally, this kind of individual buyer, buying this kind of high-level slaves, can buy a dozen or so.

What Fang Jueyu said just now, there are definitely three thousand without four or five thousand. Thousands of slaves at the level of supernatural beings are even barely able to form a small third-level elementary civilization. What is going on? ?

"Buy it for yourself!" Fang Jueyu certainly refused to tell him that he bought this batch of slaves to prevent foreign civilizations from invading his planet. "You should only be responsible for selling, and you don't need to understand the buyer's purpose? "

"Yes, yes, I'm the one who talks too much." Facing the deterrence of two supernatural bodyguards, Tiram naturally didn't talk back to Fang Jueyu casually.

As for the two bodyguards, they have already begun to doubt their lives. If this Mr. Ma wants to buy so many slaves of supernatural beings, what do you need them to do?Isn't this unnecessary?

After so many years of bodyguard career, for the first time they feel that their existence seems to be redundant.

"Hurry up, write them down for me," Fang Jueyu continued to read the inventory behind.

Finally, Fang Jueyu turned to the last page, and the inventory finally bottomed out.

"Xiao Yi, didn't I tell you, did you tell me when there were 10,000 slaves? Are you asleep?" Fang Jueyu asked.

"Host, there are only more than six thousand."

"Ah? So few?" Fang Jueyu was taken aback, he thought he had already made up 10,000 slaves.

"How about that? Let alone a squad resisting a third-level civilization, even if this third-level civilization is dispatched, it may not move your earth."

"No, don't you know, I am a person with obsessive-compulsive disorder, if I can't make up the whole number, I will be uncomfortable, I must gather 10,000 slaves!"

"It's up to you!" Xiao Yi said helplessly.

"Mr. Tiram, is there anything else?" Fang Jueyu looked at him.

"Huh?" Tiram was stunned. "Mr. Ma, all my inventory is in yours."

"That's it?" Fang Jueyu originally wanted to assemble an army of seventh-order magicians, but it didn't seem to be so easy. As long as he was a fourth-order or above, he bought all of them. More than a thousand.

"Mr. Tiram, your inventory is not large enough." Fang Jueyu showed a look of disgust, "With such a small amount of inventory, dare you say that it is the largest slave supplier in the entire black market?"

Hearing these words, Tiram almost started crying. Does he think that the mighty is Chinese cabbage?

An average of 100,000 civilized planets can give birth to a divine being. A second-level civilization has only a few dozen or at most hundreds of divine beings. Even a third-level civilization has 100,000 divine beings. It's already pretty good.

Coupled with the relatively high status of divine beings in the universe, does he really think that divine-level slaves are so easy to obtain?

Most of the slave suppliers are not sold by magicians at all. Even if they do, it’s good to have dozens of stocks. He is absolutely unique with thousands of stocks. This is because of him. Behind it is the existence of a large cosmic slave trade group.

"Mr. Ma, how many slaves do you need, so you can give me a quasi-trust." Tiram asked simply.

"Ten thousand! Don't want those whose strength is lower than Tier 4 of the gods."

"My mother!" Hearing this number, Tiram's heartbeat stopped for almost an instant. "Mr. Ma, 10,000 supernatural beings, even if they are all Tier 4, they cost 25,000 trillion Mora."

"Do you think I can't afford it?" Fang Jueyu snorted coldly, "Do you know Shabell?"

"Of course I know, but Shabell and I have had a lot of dealings." Tiram didn't know what Fang Jueyu meant.

"Maybe you can first understand what happened just now in the currency exchange market in this black market." Fang Jueyu said mysteriously.

Tiram showed a weird look and immediately connected his portable smart system to their black market network. Although it was only a black market, there was still a platform similar to a forum inside.

"What? The currency exchange transactions on the entire black market are suspended? How could this happen?" Tiram found some unusual news at once.

"All the Mora coins circulating in the black market money market were exchanged by unknown people, and even part of it was mobilized from the black market in other cities?"

The total number of Moracoins in the entire black market currency exchange is not clear, but it is definitely more than one million trillion. How can someone have such terrible financial resources to exchange all the Moracoins in the entire black market?

"Wait, he asked me to ask for the news, could it be said..." Thinking of this possibility, Tiram's eyes instantly fell on Fang Jueyu.

"Mr. Ma...this, did you do this?"

"What do you think?" Fang Jueyu smiled, "Do you still doubt whether I have the financial resources?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Ma, I have no eyes." The news from the black market is absolutely unwilling to be fabricated out of thin air. The suspension of operations of the three major currency exchanges is the best proof.

If the person who did this is really the Mr. Ma in front of him, then that means he is now carrying a huge amount of millions of Mora coins!

Don't say that this money is to buy ten thousand martial artists of the fourth rank, even if it is to buy ten thousand martial artists of the nineth rank, it is not impossible!

"Okay, don't be surprised. It's just a little money," Fang Jueyu said, "It's not that I have so much money, but you, the black market, only have so much money for me to exchange, understand?"

"Understood! Understood!" Tiram's eyes could barely shine, this is a god of wealth!If he really bought 10,000 slaves of supernatural beings, he could profit from them and explode!

"Is there any? If not, I'll go somewhere else?" Fang Jueyu looked impatient.

"Yes! Yes!" Tiram panicked all of a sudden, "Mr. Ma, you can't find a second Tiram in this black market. Although I only have so many stocks, I can tell you that I am actually It's just a supplier, and there is a big boss behind me, so I still have a way to mobilize more slaves!"

"Oh? It seems that you are quite capable?" Fang Jueyu sat down again, "All right, you can do it, I'll wait for your news!"