Got separated?
The white-haired elder stiffened slightly.
He didn't doubt that there were actually two people, because their actions, expressions, and tone of voice were almost exactly the same.
"I have no idea where they went either. Didn't you head to the other side of the bustling city?" the white-haired elder stammered as though he had suffered a mental blow.
This scene was just too shocking.
The sculpture in front of him was nearly identical to the ancient sculpture. There was no way to tell the difference!
This made him completely doubt his life. He even wondered if he was looking at the sky from the bottom of a well. He even had an even more radical thought. Are the sculptures in my hands and the stall at my feet real or fake?
Could it be that the things in my hands are fakes and were created by some existence?
The elder was already at a loss.
However, he was ultimately not a simple person. After he snapped to his senses, a bold idea popped into his mind as he stood up from his stall. "Brother, I have a huge business deal here that guarantees me a steady flow of money. I will be able to earn sufficient benefits beyond the Chaos Heavens!"
"Tell me about it," said Diqi after a momentary daze.
"Your craftsmanship is astounding. You were born to be an expert at creating fakes. Your talent in this aspect is unprecedented! You can be ranked in the entire universe since ancient times. " The elder's face was flushed as he said excitedly, "If even I can't tell, I doubt many existences in this world can. Join forces with me to create this fake … I wonder how many existences yearn to collect it. They are willing to pay an immeasurable price!"
The value of these ancient relics was astounding.
Diqi was taken aback as he held his hands to his back and said indifferently, "This strange land in the countryside is truly strange. These dolls that can be seen everywhere do not have any powerful Transcendental powers or are Dao artifacts. They are completely useless and only have a slightly special aura. How can they be worth so much?"
The elder was rendered completely speechless.
According to that, wouldn't the peerless calligraphy and paintings of ancient experts just be a pile of brush and ink with a slightly special aura?
Lustful thoughts came to mind when one was well-fed.
Just like ancient people, only rich people who were well-fed would collect antiques and antiques. They began to understand the value of these antiques and began to play with them seriously.
And among the Rank-10 civilizations here, which one of them did not have a high mental realm? They had long transcended materialistic desires.
The great ancient beings had nothing better to do in their long lifespans, so they were passionate about collecting antiques as a hobby.
They could casually pour out some resources and heavenly treasures, and that would be enough to prosper.
Di Qi said, "I don't need energy resources."
The old man was completely speechless. Where did this country bumpkin come from? In an ultimate level ten civilization, which one lacked material energy? The currency they traded in must be something else.
Di Qi listened for a moment and suddenly understood. It was most likely an exchange of heavenly materials and earthly treasures. Precious treasures extended from the Great Path, such as the Cloud Star Dao Fruit. A ninth-rank Cloud Star Dao Fruit was extremely powerful. What about a tenth-rank one? It was definitely a special product of an unimaginable civilization. A bloodline creation produced by an ultimate level ten existence was definitely very precious.
When Di Qi thought of this, he looked at him like he was looking at a fool. "Something that can be created anywhere can be exchanged for some treasures unique to Tier 10 civilizations? It's worth a try. "
"Alright then!"
The old man's eyes immediately lit up.
To be honest, he was most afraid that the other party would be the kind of righteous people who were incomparably upright. Even if they had supreme skills, they would not be willing to be a fake expert. That would really be a waste of talent.
"… I don't want to care about these things. You talk to them."
Di Qi stretched out his hand and a few players appeared in front of him. They looked around excitedly and sensed the world. Was this the scene outside the chaos of the universe?
So a tenth-rank civilization was actually so prosperous. Were they standing on the streets?
Screenshot.
Screenshot.
They started the live broadcast.
[Shocking: The ultimate mystery outside the universe. What exactly is at the end of the universe? It's actually a white-haired old man setting up a stall on the street!]
They started the live broadcast.
They felt that this was too exciting!
Earth had just announced its recovery and Di Zun had descended. In the afternoon, he analyzed the truth of the ancient era. At night, Di Qi broke through and brought them up?
A day in the sky and a year in the earth. Indeed, the time span was huge. It was so exciting that they could not stop!
At this moment, the entire Earth was watching. Countless people posted, including some scientists, who were very excited.
"Is this outside the universe?"
"The parallel universe is actually constructed like this!"
"Unbelievable! Unbelievable! "
The people were in an uproar.
They were so excited that their eyes were brimming with tears. They were glad that they were born in this generation and had witnessed history. They felt that their civilization had encountered an unprecedented opportunity and was moving towards a beautiful future!
At this moment.
"They are good at this. You can just communicate with them." Di Qi left these people behind and turned to leave. "I still have to chase after them."
Under the dumbfounded gaze of the old man, he walked out and said with slight anger, "That kind of pirated goods is simply disgusting.
"That kind of pirated goods is simply disgusting. If I don't kill him, I won't be able to vent my hatred!"
"…"
The old man was completely dumbfounded.
But before he could react, he saw a few players patting him on the shoulder from behind and saying with a straight face, "Old man, what's your surname?"
He bowed slightly and said, "I'm Xuan Mou."
These players naturally came out of the Quantum Battle Bodies. Their real bodies were still in Di Qi's inner space. They were more cautious than anyone else and looked around curiously.
Soon, they began to listen to the old man's words and immediately understood what he was thinking.
At the same time, there were waves in their hearts.
"The age of sculpture art? Renimansa is talking about tenth-rank content? The truth of the ancient history? "
"I really want to listen to it!"
"Those are all a group of mortals?"
"What was the situation in the ancient era? These clay sculptures must have a lot to do with it!"
"We have to let Mount Akina deduce it!"
"Yes, let's see what the big boss thinks."
The forum was discussing, and the think tank was also mobilized to find the best way to deal with the problems encountered in front of them.
"So that's how it is. To make counterfeits, the old man is also a genius in a certain field." A player sitting in a booth thought for a moment and said, "But, old man, have you ever thought about it? Your counterfeiting business won't last long. "
Xuan Mou was stunned.
"The rarer something is, the more precious it is. It's so precious now because it's rare, but if counterfeits circulate on the market, will it still be so valuable?" The player asked.
The white-haired old man completely understood. He didn't think of this.
Indeed, this business wouldn't last long!
If it circulated on the market, it wouldn't be valuable anymore.
To be honest, if what the previous group of people said was true, it was made by the first group of creatures at the beginning of the chaos. Today, there are very few of them. These clay sculptures are tens of thousands of times more valuable than imagined!
But this is still based on the scarcity. This clay sculpture originally has no "value". It is not a dao artifact, it has no extraordinary power, it is not a hard currency. It can be a priceless treasure, or it can be worthless …
What people buy is the scarcity, and the historical story behind it.
"And if it circulates too much, it won't be valuable. Your idea is good, but you can't do that." These players looked serious, "We have to change our way of thinking. You are good at playing with antiques, but in this aspect of business, you still have to rely on us."
"Then what do you want to do?" Xuan Mou old man asked.
The player pointed to the sea in the distance, "We have to play with the mood. Aren't we fishing some ancient relics from the sea? We can do a farmhouse business in the golden fishery. "
"Golden fishery?" Xuan Mou old man didn't react.
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