Hailar was not born a merchant, but he had lived for three hundred years and interacted with countless merchants. He had long since learned the tricks of doing business.
Businessmen did not like to be straightforward. They usually had to beat around the bush, play some tricks, and play some tricks. Most commonly, if the price of an item was 50 gold coins, then the price couldn't be changed from 10% profit to 55 gold coins. The price had to be adjusted according to the customer's situation and the store's situation.
For example, if you were a relatively stable roadside vendor who had been peddling on the streets of a small town for a long time, then you should quote a price of eighty and let the customer bargain. After everyone talked nonsense, you would usually sell it between fifty-three and fifty-eight.
But if you were in a big city like the Highest Tower and opened a luxuriously decorated high-end shop on the busiest street, then you could not lower your status like this. You should directly mark the item at 200 to 300 gold coins and casually place it outside. There was not even a need to haggle over the price. You should put on a posture that said, "Small things are not worth talking about. We need to talk about big business."
With Hailar's current status, coupled with the current situation, it was more or less the type of situation where "the goods are good, but the customer can choose not to buy them, and I have to sell them". Thus, he had to first throw out a big piece of news to agitate the upper echelons of Meer City. Then, he would throw out another big piece of news to agitate them even more. When their hearts wavered and they wanted to agree, but they really could not bear to pay the price, only then would he tell them his true price.
In this way, the matter would naturally be settled.
To put it bluntly, this was no different from bargaining with a street vendor. You could even copy the script.
"Sister-in-law, what do you think of this fish? Fresh and tender, very good! "
"Uh … it's not bad, how much is it?"
"Five silver coins."
"… That's too expensive. How many chickens can you buy with that?"
"Look at what you're saying. The chicken isn't rare, but this is! This is a saltwater fish, not found in the river. In order to bring it back alive, I used seawater to feed it along the way. It took a lot of effort! Just this effort alone is worth the price! "
"… This is really hard work, but you can't sell it at such a high price! Since you're going to the beach, you should bring something back. It doesn't matter what you bring back. "
"You can't say that. It's very tiring to carry this. I'll bring some groceries or something. That'll save me a lot of trouble. "
"But even if I bring some miscellaneous goods, I won't be able to sell them for a good price."
"Yes, so look at this fish, it's so good! To tell you the truth, this fish is actually a little different from ordinary fish. "
"Eh? What's the difference? "
"Think about it. No matter how hard you try to keep them alive, they will die after walking for more than ten days, right?"
"That's for sure. Fish are very delicate."
"But look at my fish. It's not dead, and it's very spirited."
"… Didn't you say that you raised him well?"
"You think too highly of me. If I really had the ability to raise fish for so long, would I still be able to set up a stall on the street? You should've been a manager of some trading firm a long time ago! "
"… That's true."
"So, the key lies in this fish — this fish has the bloodline of a magical beast!"
"Ah?! Magical beast?! "
"Don't be nervous! It has a bit of magical beast bloodline, just like the scaled horses of knights. It's not a real magical beast. "
"… You scared me! Then why are you selling this? "
"Don't you know? Eating this thing with the bloodline of a magical beast may stimulate the power of your bloodline. "
"… It seems that there is such a saying."
"Of course there is. Don't adventurers often eat magical beast meat? Magical beast meat is not delicious at all, but in order to become stronger, they only hate that their stomachs are not big enough and they don't eat enough. Think about it, if the children in your family eat this and activate a little bit of their bloodline power … "
"… It's really good stuff!"
"Yes, so although it's a little expensive, it's worth it!"
"… But it's still expensive. I'll buy a few more chickens for my children to eat. It's good for their bodies."
"You can't say that. You see it's expensive, but go to the adventurer's shop. What's the price of magical beast meat jerky? They were all paid with gold coins. A palm-sized piece is one gold coin! Look at my fish, it's at least three catties, and it's only five silver coins. "
"… But that's magical beast meat."
"It's all made into jerky! Those who know the trade know that eating it fresh has the best effect! Here, just like my fish. You buy it and eat it alive. That's the best! "
"… But it's still expensive …"
"Fine! You're my old customer. I'll take a step back and sell it to you for three silver coins. But there's one condition. If your children really stimulate the power of their bloodline, you have to take care of me in the future. "
"Deal! I have nothing else to say! "
The above was a scene that Hailar happened to see on the street not long ago when he was on his way back from the Highest Tower. At that time, he had a flash of inspiration.
Actually, it was the same thing. It was just that other people were selling sea fish that had the hope of stimulating the power of their bloodline, while he was selling fish that had the hope of longevity or stepping into the Legendary Realm.
To put it bluntly, everyone was buying the same thing. Hope.
For some people, hope was worthless, but for others, it was something that could not be exchanged for even a thousand gold coins. For the same person, he might not care about some things, but he would desperately pursue other things.
Hailar himself was one such person. In order to extend his life, he had spent a lot of effort, suffered a lot, and taken a lot of risks over the years.
Not to mention the distant ones, just the recent ones alone, if not for extending his life, why would a city lord like him go to the northwest border and have designs on a strong man with divinity?
Was he looking for trouble?
Generally speaking, people who looked for trouble like this would definitely die. He was lucky. Not only did he not die, but he also got some benefits. But these benefits came with a price. No matter how kind His Majesty, the Void Mask, was, he would not be lenient to a mortal who deceived him. If he could not produce results, the consequences … he did not even dare to think about it.
So, along the way, he had been thinking and deliberating, perfecting his plan.
The final plan that he came up with was this set of plans.
From the actual effects of the implementation, this set of plans should be considered a success. The higher-ups of Meer City had a little discussion and decided on "inviting the Church of the Void Mask to preach here," "building a temple of the Void God System," "strengthening communication with the Republic of Northwest," "working hard to promote mutual friendship," and so on.
Although it was not as good as the best result, such a result was enough for him to report to His Majesty, the Void Mask.
And … in fact, such a result might be the best, and everyone could accept it. He also did not have to worry about provoking the higher-ups of the Federation, and especially did not have to worry about his teacher flying into a rage and getting rid of him. His Majesty, the Void Mask, could also smoothly spread the church to Meer City and the surrounding areas.
As for what the future would be like, for the immortal gods, as long as they had a good start, the rest was nothing more than a painstaking effort.
Time was something that the gods never lacked.
In fact, Sui Xiong also thought so. When he received Hailar's report and learned of the results of the high-level meeting in Meer City, he praised Hailar greatly.
"Very good, this is a start that I am satisfied with." The shadow of the jellyfish floated in front of Hailar and said with a smiling voice, "Don't be anxious, let's slowly develop like this. As long as the final result is good, I don't care how much time it takes. "
This was completely in line with Hailar's guess, and he finally let out a sigh of relief and put his mind at ease.
And after Sui Xiong ended the communication with him, he began to think about another matter.
With his own ability, he could definitely fight for the development of the church by extending the lives of those elderly lords. He believed that when faced with the temptation of living a few more years, something like preaching should be nothing.
At least, it was nothing to most of the lords.
In this world, of course, there were those who valued faith above all else, and would rather die than give way in this aspect. But among the nobles, such people should be relatively rare. Among the older nobles, such people were even rarer — on the one hand, the moral standards of the nobles were generally a little low, and on the other hand, such upright and stubborn people often did not live very long …
This kind of situation where bad money drove out good money was definitely not a good thing for the territory, and it was also harmful to the entire noble group. But for Sui Xiong, who wanted to carry out a large-scale preaching, there was only benefit.
As long as he set the terms of exchange slightly lower, presumably most of the nobles would be willing to make such a deal.
The only problem was … was it really good for him to extend the lives of the nobles on such a large scale?
This was what Sui Xiong was most worried about.
This was not a big problem, but it was not a small one either. Although he would not easily help people change races and step into the Legendary Realm, extending lives on a large scale would still affect the order of the entire society.
It would also affect the attitude of the gods.
Among them, the one who was most likely to have an intense reaction was naturally Death.
The teachings of Death believed that death was not something to be afraid of, just like birth, it was the inevitable destination of life. From birth to death, it was considered a complete cycle. Therefore, Death and his believers were extremely disgusted with spells such as "summoning dead spirits" and "creating soul-binding corpses", and had always been working hard to attack necromancers.
Previously, when Sui Xiong used Tuya An and large scale skeleton labor, the most vehemently opposed was Death.
At that time, he was really worried that Death would start a war against him — although the ruler of the underworld rarely fought, he was extremely powerful. He himself was a great divine power, and although he did not have any subordinate gods, he had a large number of demigod-level dead spirits. Especially since the underworld was connected to countless worlds, how many strong people had been born in it since ancient times? How deep was their foundation? No one was sure.
Even the God of Light, who had led humans to defeat many races, had never had a conflict with Death.
Moreover, even the Lord of War, who was a warmonger by nature, had hesitated before recruiting a follower god with the Death Godhood. He had even gone to the Underworld and discussed with the God of Death before making the decision.
From this, one could see how powerful the Grim Reaper was!
Sui Xiong really did not want to have a conflict with Death. They had already had a huge conflict, and if there was a next time, they might really fight!
Moreover … when he had a conflict with the Master of Mystery, his ability to cast spells had already been sealed. If it was not for the Master of Mystery's softening attitude, he was afraid that he would still be a barbarian who could not cast spells.
If he had a conflict with Death, with his absolute control over "death," what would Death do?
Sui Xiong could not think of it at the moment, and he did not want to think about it too deeply.
Because he was absolutely, absolutely, absolutely not going to make any more trouble no matter what!
Now his plate was getting bigger and bigger, and every move he made was related to the lives of countless people. If he created any more trouble, even if he could win every battle, he could not guarantee that the people under his command would not be unlucky.
For example, in a war between gods, a god casually attacked a village or town in the Republic of Northwest …
Especially when Death was not an ordinary god. Most of the souls of the people in this world would go to the underworld after they died. Even if all the gods joined forces, they would only be able to fish out 20 to 30 percent of the souls. The remaining 70 to 80 percent would eventually enter Death's sphere of influence. If Sui Xiong angered Death, even if Death did not fight him, as long as he slightly hindered the treatment of the people of the Republic of Northwest after they died, it would be enough to make him grimace and have a headache.
He was not afraid of the county magistrate, but of the people in the Republic of Northwest!
Brother Xiong was immortal, but the people of the Republic of Northwest would age and die!
This was like the famous saying, "It is better to offend a murderer than a savior." Because the murderer might not kill you, but the savior would most likely save you.
Before Sui Xiong traveled to this world, he had seen a practical example: He had a high school classmate who went to a technical secondary school and studied nursing. Five years later, she became a nurse and worked in a small hospital near Sui Xiong's house. Once, there was a medical dispute in the hospital, which made everyone restless. God knows how many people suffered at the hands of that bastard. At that time, everyone just secretly muttered, "That bastard, don't let him offend me." Later, that bastard really offended them, and he himself fell sick. It was a rather troublesome illness.
Let's not talk about the aftermath of that incident. In short, Sui Xiong learned two very deep lessons from it.
First, never offend a doctor, and not even a nurse.
Second, if you really offended a doctor, it was best to move away.
But in this world, if you really offended Death, it would be useless no matter where you moved!
So after thinking about it again and again, he finally made up his mind to go to the underworld.
Although it might provoke the Grim Reaper, and he might even suffer a little, if he were to act rashly and extend the lives of others on a large scale without even saying a word …
Hehe, it was better to ask.
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