OBS Chapter 1048 Undead Creatures Also Have Spiritual Needs
Chapter 1048 Undead Creatures Also Have Spiritual Needs
Chapter 1048 Undead Creatures Also Have Spiritual Needs
Anthony smiled kindly and said to Jimian: "We are not human."
Duroken pulled his face away and said with disgust: "Don't talk to me like that, it feels so perverted."
"It's on your face, who else can I target if not you?"
"Why don't you just speak seriously? Why are you so 'kind'? Don't you think the line 'we are not human' is perverted?" Duroken said.
Anthony thought about it and said awkwardly: "Yeah, it feels like teasing a girl, eh~~"
Anthony and Duroken both shuddered with goosebumps all over their bodies.
Anthony quickly changed the subject and turned to Ange and asked, "Sir, do you want to ask for silver coins? There is still a certain amount of economic activity here. Where there is economic activity, there is room for silver coins to be used."
Ang tilted his head, and Nagris, who was reflected on Ang, said, "No need. The silver coin is so busy, it would be a waste of time to ask him to come over."
"Well, although he is very busy, Lord Nag, you have misunderstood one question. Why should Silver Coin be busy? If you don't let him come to help, he will blame you later." Anthony said.
Negris obviously didn't understand and asked in confusion: "Why are you blaming me? I'm afraid he's too busy..."
But Duroken and Jimian both understood. Duroken interrupted it and said, "Go ahead and shout. Silver Coin must be interested in the market of hundreds of thousands of undead creatures. Let's see how he does business with the undead creatures."
"Okay." Nagris said nothing more and got busy with the silver coin transfer.
Jimian whispered to Duroken, "It seems a little bit unintelligent."
Duroken responded in a low voice: "There's nothing we can do. The boss is too powerful. It has not used its wisdom for too long. It doesn't understand this kind of subtext. Why is Silver Coin busy? Of course, it is busy for the master. Now there is an opportunity to serve the master. If it doesn't call Silver Coin over, it is equivalent to marginalizing others. How can Silver Coin not blame it? It's so stupid."
"Yes, that's so stupid. You have to let the boss see you work, and you have to do the work that the boss can see carefully. Is our boss very picky?" Ji Mian asked in a low voice.
Duroken shook his head. "On the contrary, the boss is not picky at all. It is precisely because the boss is not picky and even too lazy to care about us that Anthony needs to take care of the emotions and reactions of everyone in the team. After all, he is the Pope."
"The...Pope?" Jimian was shocked.
"Well, as the Pope who once ruled a large church with 600 million believers, you seem to know a lot about the ways of the world," Duroken said.
The priest stammered, "That's right. I was once the priest of several...large sects."
When it said "several", it vaguely blurred the unit, and those who didn't know would think it was saying "billion".
Not long after, the silver coin was teleported over. When he heard about the hundreds of thousands of intelligent undead creatures, his eyes lit up. "Are there really hundreds of thousands? The Undead Empire and the Starburst Plane have less than tens of thousands of high-level undead creatures. The Chaos Plane is even worse, with only two intelligent creatures. Are there really hundreds of thousands here?"
Anthony spread his hands, "I don't know either, but they both said there are. Even if there are not hundreds of thousands, there must be quite a few. We plan to disguise ourselves and go in to get some information. Kabu XII said there will be caravans coming and going here, so we will disguise ourselves as a caravan."
Silver Coin looked everyone up and down and said, "Caravan? Where are your goods?"
"In the ring." Anthony patted the back of his hands.
"Well, the goods are not only goods, but also a signboard. If we don't even have the goods, who would believe that we are a caravan? Do the caravans here only sell goods that can be placed in the storage space? Then why should we pretend to be a caravan? We might as well pretend to be mercenaries." Silver Coin said.
Anthony's eyes lit up. "That makes sense. We pretend to be mercenaries and you pretend to be a merchant. We escort you on your business trip and find a cart driver."
"Okay, but what is our goal?" asked Silver Coin.
"The original goal was to find out why those transparent dragons dragged the snake corpses here, but now it has been changed to find out why there are so many high-level undead creatures here, so we may need to start from multiple levels." Anthony said.
Silver Coin nodded, "Then we need to prepare goods suitable for each class to facilitate contact. What do the undead creatures here like?"
"I don't know, but we met a Kabu Twelve who exchanged a magic crystal for a set of clothes for me. He was even willing to exchange it with a soul crystal." Anthony knew that this information was crucial, so he spoke in detail.
Silver Coin nodded: "I understand."
"What are you going to sell? Undead creatures don't need food or drink, and they won't feel cold. That Kabu Twelve wants to buy clothes, maybe he just wants to buy clothes because he saw that we were shy. I don't believe that you can sell things to a bunch of undead creatures." Nagris said half-doubtfully.
The Undead Empire has no business at all. If it weren't for human saints like Lisa, goblin merchants, demon slave merchants, etc. managing it, the World Transfer Station would be a dead place. The undead creatures have no needs at all. What can they buy?
"How could there not be any? Undead creatures also have spiritual needs. Kabu Twelve buying clothes is a spiritual need, so we brought some goods that can meet spiritual needs, such as knight novels, skeleton dragon chess, king cards, or magic balls, racing prying machines, etc."
"It would be even better if we had a female witch. We could sell some beauty and hairdressing services. How could there be no business?" Silver Coin said as he made a list and asked Ang to help send it back so that the people in the Chamber of Commerce could prepare it.
Nagris stopped talking. When he thought about the witches like Lisa Obenli and their enthusiasm for beauty and hairdressing, it was impossible for them to have no business.
In less than an hour, the Chamber of Commerce had prepared the goods. Ang created a teleportation point, and with a teleport, a carriage the size of a horse carriage was teleported over.
Silver Coin put on goggles and a mask, a leather hat and gloves, and thick clothes, then took out a small flying car from the storage space, which was only big enough for him and a goblin cat.
Silver Coin sat on it and explained, "I'm a goblin merchant. It's too weird to walk in the void, so I take a flying car."
Anthony nodded: "That makes sense, Lord Nag, come here."
"What should I do over there? Oh, that's not right. The silver coin's flying car is so small that it can't pull the carriage. Who will pull the carriage?" Nagris had a bad premonition in his heart.
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"Damn it, you actually let the God of Knowledge pull the cart. You don't respect knowledge, you deserve zero points." Negris cursed angrily as he dragged the carriage in front.
Anthony and Silver Coin followed on both sides of the carriage, pretending not to hear anything, because they really couldn't find anyone more suitable to pull the carriage than Negris at the moment. If Silver Coin pulled the carriage himself, it would lose its style.
As they got closer to the Undead City, there were more and more ruins floating around. From time to time, undead creatures poked their heads out of the ruins and looked at them with surprise.
"Caravan? It's a caravan. It really is a caravan. A caravan is coming."
This is where the "signboard" that the silver coin mentioned comes into play. All undead creatures can "recognize" that they are a caravan at a glance.
More and more undead creatures gathered around, and Silver Coin was well prepared. He took out a bag of stone tablets pressed by Xirang, the size of two fingers, with exquisite patterns on both sides, and gave them to everyone he saw:
"It's insect-proof, odor-proof, mildew-proof and moisture-removing. It's just a small thing. You're welcome. May I ask if there is a department in charge of commerce here? I'm a goblin merchant and I want to do some small business here. I don't know who I should contact?"
Anthony also looked at the undead creatures around him and whispered, "It seems that there are really many high-level undead creatures here. How can this be?"
(End of this chapter)