Chapter 18 Trading and Plundering

"Hidden Eye?"

Hearing Neussel's words, Nefertari frowned slightly.

She was a young lady as pale as a stone statue, with hair as crimson as fire, full of strange life.

Her figure and skin are well maintained, but correspondingly, at a glance, it is impossible to determine her approximate age. The brilliance of the flame danced in her eyes, as if a blazing bonfire could be seen through that pupil.

She is one of the "wise men" of the city.

He is also a friend of Nieusser's childhood.

"Are you sure that's your name?"

"Well, they claim to be here to solve nightmares."

"Sporophyte mill nightmare? Are they serious?"

Nefertari paced twice in the room, his expression became slightly serious, and he asked Niusser again: "Have you checked it with the edict spell?"

"Of course I did, and did everything within my purview. My spells told me they didn't lie - there was such an organization and they belonged to it. But other than that, I didn't do anything. I can't find it, and I haven't heard the name at all."

Nieusser shrugged helplessly, looking at Nefertari who was circling the room with some uneasiness, a faint green light oozing out of his eyes: "That's why I came to you, let's see what you know. Will there be more than me?"

"It's a pity, Nieusser. I've never heard that name before."

Nefertari frowned: "But I may have some ideas... Maybe the problem is more serious. Wait a minute, I will do an experiment."

"—What? Nefi, what did you think of?"

Nieusser's eyes lit up, and he kept chasing after Nefertari's ass.

"Don't get so close to me—you stepped on my shoes, idiot! Now, bring me that bucket of worms in the basement, and I'll run a ceremony to test my guess."

Looking at Nieusser, who was running around with his head like a big dog, and stepped on his shoe with one foot, Nefertari felt his blood pressure rise in an instant.

"Bring them all? Or take one?"

"The ceremony only uses one, but how are you going to take it out?"

"...How do you take it out?"

Niusser asked following Nefertari's words.

The woman grinned suddenly, feeling a little pain in her brain for a moment, and added helplessly: "So don't take it out! You bring me that bucket!"

"Oh, it's over if you didn't say that."

The brown-haired, blue-eyed, strong and handsome Overseer Niusser nodded again and again and ran to Nefertari's basement.

Neferta used force to press his temple a few times, trying to calm down.

Nieuxel is good everywhere. I have a very smart brain, but I never use it...

She quickly decorated the ceremony site with crystal powder - a hexagram formed by two overlapping triangles. Take out the polished citrine fragments, place one, two and three crystals on the three tops of the hexagram at two o'clock, six o'clock and ten o'clock respectively, and place them behind the citrine. Three lights are on.

"Is this the bucket?"

Niusser came up with a small oak barrel and said with some trouble: "I only see this 'barrel'..."

It is said to be a barrel, but it is actually the size of a can of beer.

It had been submerged in ice water before, so it looked a little wet.

Before handing it to Nefertari, he diligently picked up the cotton cloth on the table and wiped the damp and cold wooden barrel.

"Well, you'll be fine, you don't have to go out. But don't disturb me."

Nefertari warned: "This is a ritual to communicate directly with the mysterious lady - from now on, don't make a sound until I say yes."

okokokok.

Niussel nodded silently, watching Nefertari perform the ceremony intently.

Nefertari shook his head helplessly and put the bucket in the corner of the table.

She opened the lid of the bucket, revealing the white translucent worms inside, about a dozen in number.

It looked like a child's ring finger-because the temperature gradually returned to normal, these 'true worms' whose epidermis had a layer of frost also began to slowly shake their bodies and slowly regained their activity.

Using a vessel made of glass, like a wine raisin, Neferta presented three worms. And carefully dumped it in the middle of the ceremony venue.

This is a monster called "True Wisdom".

In ancient times, ritualists believed that if someone suddenly studied or read like a demon, it was usually parasitized by the true knowledge insect.

When they touch the flesh and blood of living creatures, they will immediately turn into transparent spiritual bodies and become one with it; and if they touch any metal, they will become very fragile... It's the kind of metal chopsticks that lift them up, With a flick of the hand, it can be directly split into two halves.

The higher the temperature, the more active and agitated they become, becoming transparent spirits; when the ambient temperature is low enough, they become solid. This is also the reason why the ancients understood, "why the brain does not work well when the weather is hot".

Of course, the current ritualists have long known that the previous view of the true knowledge insect was incorrect.

In other words, the relationship is reversed.

It is not because of "being parasitized by the worm of true knowledge" that he seeks knowledge like a demon, but the desire for knowledge is refined and manifested by rituals, and there is "the worm of true knowledge". Once this "thirst for knowledge" is extracted, it will disappear together with the "original desire to ask for knowledge". Unless he is motivated again for some reason, he will no longer study skills, learn knowledge, and become half-crippled.

For various reasons, the ritual of "Activation Extraction: True Wisdom Insects" has spread widely, but so far, only the Underground Federation can produce a large number of True Wisdom Insects.

Because there are the most intelligent people in the world who are willing to study, read and strive to become "wise men".

There are also "smart people" who are most willing to "sell themselves" in exchange for money.

Whether it is passive plundering or active sales, the underground federation will have a large number of true knowledge insects for export every year.

It is true that the wise were the founders of the Underground Federation.

But at the same time...not all wise men are willing to give their wisdom to others selflessly.

The wise do not kill.

That's not a "mystery move".

But some wise men do not want many wise men to appear in their cities.

They will arrange rituals to directly take away the wisdom of others, or give them curses, make their minds gradually deteriorate, or take away the other's "thirst for knowledge", and even some wise people will give each other a too comfortable life , invite each other to eat, drink and have fun - according to different personalities, the means of the wise are not the same.

However, even a wise man who does not make "True Wisdom Insects" will inevitably buy some True Wisdom Insects from others.

Whether it is to use the True Wisdom Insect on yourself to make yourself study hard for a while, or use the True Wisdom Insect for rituals to obtain a short-term prophetic spell ability, it is a very practical "consumable".

Yes, consumables.

In the free underground federation, selling relationships is also quite free.

In the hands of these "wise men" who are proficient in all kinds of rituals, whether it is the common things of longevity, health, wisdom, strength, a part of the body... as well as the thirst for knowledge, one's love for oneself, the ability to master a certain language , beautiful faces, moving songs, and even illusory destiny can be freely transferred through various rituals.

Can be transferred... which means, can be sold.

Being able to reach a formal transaction means that the act itself will also be protected and supervised by the Silver Sir.

That's why, in the Underground Federation where everything can be sold and everything can be bought.

Only "taxes" are absolutely unavoidable.

This is not a tax to pay for a "king" who doesn't exist.

Instead, it is to make Yinjue recognize it as a "transaction" through the method of "tax".

- not plunder.