"Does that mean it'll be much less useful to me?"
"Yes," Beelzebub Zofee said. "I used the lucky coin once 2,000 years ago."
"And then? What did you get? "
"I stepped on a plague rat that had been stealing my treasures. Before that, I couldn't catch it. At that time, I was about as strong as you."
Chen Zhao was speechless. Did that mean that this thing had almost no effect on him?
Whatever. It was a magic item. He'd keep it.
Carlo and Nebaur looked at Chen Zhao.
They felt even more regret.
Chen Zhao clearly had a special relationship with this demon lord.
He'd even given him something so precious.
Normal people wouldn't even dare to imagine it.
Carlo also understood why Chen Zhao wasn't interested in the things in the ruins.
If he wanted something good, he could just come to Hell. What couldn't he get?
Just then, Orris walked out.
"Human, we've prepared a banquet for you. Come with me."
"There's no evil spirit soup, human-bone dishes, or human-skin stew, right?"
"Don't worry. There won't be any this time. I know you don't like it."
The meal Orris had prepared for Chen Zhao last time had almost disgusted him to death.
Chen Zhao even suspected that Orris had done it on purpose.
Okay, it was a good meal.
Nebaur had been following Chen Zhao. While eating, Chen Zhao turned around and asked, "Do you want some?"
"Uh … Can I?"
"He's just a lowly spirit," Zofee said. "Every dish here contains demonic power. One bite is enough to destroy his soul."
Chen Zhao patted Nebaur's shoulder helplessly. "Don't be sad. You won't die if you don't eat it. No, you're already dead."
Chen Zhao stayed in Obsidian Castle for 24 hours and went to a few places he hadn't been to before.
It wasn't his first time here, but the castle was huge. There were many places Chen Zhao hadn't been to.
Of course, some places were quite anti-human.
For example, the Torment Oven. Souls that had fallen into Hell due to fraud would be thrown into the Torment Oven and tortured with the water of Hell. Finally, the Breath of the Bewitched would be extracted.
Chen Zhao didn't know what it was for, but he had a feeling that it couldn't be anything good since it was made from a swindler's soul.
Twenty-four hours later, he returned to the human world.
The diary was temporarily left in Hell for Carlo to translate.
After all, there was so much content, and it was impossible to translate it in a day or two.
When he got home, he dove into the space crevice again.
At the same time, he brought Nebaur in as well.
"Chen Zhao, why did you bring a soul here?" Blackie stared at Nebaur.
Nebaur peed his pants on the spot. Grim Reaper!
This person seemed to know everyone. Forget about the demons, he even knew the Grim Reaper.
"I was wondering if you should arm those skeleton soldiers of yours and get a batch of firearms."
Chen Zhao had mentioned this to Blackie before. Those skeleton soldiers were all revived by necromancy.
Individually, they couldn't even beat an adult. It was just their numbers that looked scary.
However, if the skeleton soldiers were equipped with modern firearms, the situation would be different.
Think about it, an army of fully armed skeleton soldiers.
An army that didn't fear death at all and advanced bravely.
That was so cool.
"Do you have that much money?" Blackie asked.
"Uh … That's a problem." Chen Zhao thought for a moment. "I brought back many things from Hell. Help me pick and see if there's anything valuable that can see the light of day."
Chen Zhao took out boxes of various sizes. There were more than a hundred of them.
"Come and help me look too. See if there's anything that can be sold for money."
Most of the boxes were materials.
Beelzebub Zofee also knew that Chen Zhao needed to make all sorts of medicines, so he gave him almost all materials.
"Mountain Demon's Tree Roots. Maybe rich people like this."
"This thing can even move. It's obviously abnormal. Which rich person would like something that looks so evil?"
"What about this? The Lurker's Eye. It even glows red in the dark."
"If I put this in my room, I'd probably be scared to death."
"Master, this is fine. It can definitely be sold for a good price," Nebaur said, pointing at a box of gems.
"Oh, this is a demon diamond from Hell," Blackie said. "It's very similar to diamonds in the human world. The quality is also good. It's definitely fine."
"F * ck, have you ever seen a 1,000-carat diamond? If I take this out, people will definitely think it's a man-made diamond. "
Chen Zhao covered his forehead. Indeed, none of the things here could see the light of day.
"Master, we can cut this demon diamond into small pieces and sell it," Nebaur said.
"No," Blackie said. "Once the demon diamond is destroyed, it'll release a large amount of curses."
"Whatever. Let's just earn money honestly."
"Master, I'll help you plan. You'll become the arms king of America."
"F * ck off." Chen Zhao glared at Nebaur.
As an illegal doctor, even if he was caught, he could easily get out after paying taxes and proving it was his first time.
However, if a foreigner were to be caught selling arms in the United States, it would be a matter of the end of the world.
Plus, Chen Zhao didn't want to do this.
Even in a country like America where guns were legal, selling arms was a felony.
If he killed someone, he'd have to do it cleanly without anyone knowing.
However, arms were transactions between people. It was impossible to clean up all traces.
Chen Zhao didn't plan on going overboard.
He'd just continue living a peaceful life.
If he could get rich peacefully, Chen Zhao wouldn't reject it either.
Chen Zhao left Nebaur in the spatial crevice as Blackie's assistant for now.
At the same time, he helped Chen Zhao manage the resources.
When Chen Zhao came out, it was already four in the morning.
He didn't return to his bedroom. Instead, he stayed in the living room for a few hours.
The next day, Fali woke him up. She looked at Chen Zhao with a bit of complaint.
"You didn't even go to your room when you came back." Fali knew that Chen Zhao didn't want to disturb her.
However, the more considerate Chen Zhao was, the more uncomfortable she felt.
Chen Zhao pulled Fali over and kissed her. His hands also touched her body naughtily.
"I'm going to work soon."
"This is for you."
"Coin?"
"You have to keep this coin on you at all times," Chen Zhao said, looking at Fali seriously.
"What's its use?"
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