Chapter 471 Monkey Shit

"For an item worth four million gold, most of it was spent on high-quality magic iron ore, a full 200,000 tons?

What is he going to do? Is he going to build a steel forest for himself?"

Dimitri, who was listening to the servant's report, was surprised. Elves worship nature, and the most commonly used building materials are white stone and logs.

Buying so much ore, in addition to using it yourself, you can only sell it.

But who can you sell it to?

The only people who like ore are the dwarves in the dwarf highlands.

Fine wine and ore are the dwarves' favorite.

And the elves hate the mountain dwarves who dig in the ground, always covered in dust and have no artistic beauty.

In addition, some elves even hate ore and iron products.

Iron products are rarely seen in the Elf Forest.

So the answer of selling to the elves can be ruled out.

After thinking about it, Dimiter suddenly laughed:

"Why bother with this? We have to transport all the ore we bought. We'll know where it is when the time comes.

What else did he buy?"

Costin, who was tall and dignified, looked more like an aristocrat than a servant and said respectfully:

"A silver spoon feathered serpent's blood, a set of magic rituals used by demigods, and a lot of old wizard's notes.

You know, the entry qualification for the royal treasury goods is 10,000 gold.

Many noble descendants from impoverished families have to collect the price of 10,000 gold. The valuable items are often put together for sale.

Items such as sets of antique tableware or historical notebooks are usually stacked together.

Most of them are outdated information, and it is difficult to measure whether they are valuable or not.

I guess he bought them with the mentality of Taobao. "

"Then he underestimated the royal appraisers in the royal treasury.

Even I would misjudge something, but they would never make a mistake. It is likely that they bought at a loss."

Dimitri, who was lying on the sofa and stroking his chin, had a hint of curiosity in his eyes.

The silver spoon feathered serpent is a rare sacred beast. Legend has it that kind people will encounter good things when they meet it, and vicious people will be swallowed by it.

Even in the Empire, a country with a long history and vast territory, only three silver spoon feathered serpents have been found in history, and they are all dead.

These silver spoon feathered serpents naturally cannot be wasted after they die. One was made into a specimen and placed in the royal exhibition hall.

The other two were disassembled into various materials, most of which were wasted by the demigod mages and magic saints under the banner of research, and nothing was found.

This was the last piece of blood, and it was worth a sky-high price of 500,000 gold.

You should know that this is just an ordinary holy-level magic beast blood, and even the demigod mages have not figured out what it is used for.

Let alone others.

Its only value is that it is rare, very rare to extremely rare.

Because it is rare, it is expensive, and because it is useless, it has become a treasure at the bottom of the warehouse and has not been sold for most years.

Dimiter was very curious why the strange elf chose this most impractical material among all the magic treasures.

"Eh? Something is wrong. I spent 3.1 million to buy the magic iron ore, 170,000 to pack the magic books, and 500,000 for the blood of the holy beast, leaving only 230,000.

230,000 can buy the magic ritual made by the demigod? What kind of ritual is so cheap?"

"It is a set of space rituals left by the demigod Syrio. It should be used in conjunction with a specific teleportation array. The ritual alone is not very meaningful.

After studying it, the mages in the Space Demigod Tower felt that this thing was of no use, so they threw it into the royal treasury for sale."

"Space ritual?"

After thinking for a while, Dimiter smiled:

"This guy should also be a mage who is quite proficient in teleportation magic. The artifact that can be teleported is a complete set.

No wonder he is interested in the things left by the Space Demigod."

"The space teleportation array is an imperial secret..."

"Huh, secret?"

Dimiter sneered when he heard it, and anyone could see the anger in his eyes.

"The teleportation array of the orcs has been opened to this duke's private island, and it's still a secret?

It is estimated that the orcs, dwarves, elves, and even the surrounding countries have all spread it, and we are still foolishly saying that it is a secret.

Ha, how ridiculous."

But no matter how angry he was, Dimiter knew that he had no right to govern those termites in the empire.

Because this would arouse the emperor's suspicion.

A good brother can be obsessed with magic and spend money, but he cannot be a wise and benevolent monarch.

Dimitri always remembers his identity and position.

And if those termites are really caught one by one, I am afraid that the entire Central Empire will collapse.

"Arrange someone to keep a close eye on the movements of those magic iron mines for me, and report immediately when there is any news."

"As you wish, Grand Duke."

...

On the other side, Kun happily counted the harvest this time.

A traitor bird actually exchanged so many good things, it is simply his lucky bird.

Birds like this, um... Never mind. If there were more birds like this, Yongxu Continent might have sold out. It's better to have fewer.

Magic iron ore is a strategic resource. Most countries won't sell it, let alone 200,000 tons.

Only the Central Empire, which occupies a vast territory, has endless magic iron ore.

The blood of the silver spoon feather snake was prepared for his pet, that is, the sheep-horned deer Xiaohei.

A bloodline fusion potion is enough to help Xiao Hei open the door to the fourth level.

Half-saint and half-evil, and can also affect destiny to a certain extent, perfectly adapted to the use of the Desert.

It's just too expensive, it's really expensive.

The poor lord's heart is bleeding.

Then the royal treasure house is clearly treating him as a sucker.

Fortunately, he was smart and bought another set of demigod rituals with his backhand, making the losses back.

At first glance, it is a precious magic prop from the hands of Mr. Valentina and the demigod of space, Cialio.

When Kun saw this thing on the item list, he wanted to scold people. Which one of the most prodigal things that lost their fortunes to the great artery took out all the things and sold them?

You are so outstanding, why don’t you just sell the Demigod Mage Tower together?

The starry sky orbital meter is a demigod-level secret ritual prop specially made by the demigod Silio in conjunction with the teleportation array of the Great Breakthrough.

There is only one purpose, positioning the world!

The vast starry sky is dark and deep, and there are infinitely many worlds.

But the premise is that you can locate the other person's world at this far and insurmountable distance.

The most precious and secret thing that is not protected by the true god or has developed into a world that is no longer coveted by other world civilizations is the coordinates of the world.

You can't even locate the world, so how can you use the Great Breakthrough Teleportation Array to send soldiers there?

Is it spreading randomly based on your feelings?

I guess even if one person tries it alone and uses up all the human race as consumables, I can't find the place of another world.

Compared with the vast and deserted universe, the world with life is like a clear spring in the desert, precious and rare.

He doesn't need the function of positioning the world.

But using this space ritual and borrowing Li Tianyun's Sky Divine Eye, he was sure to position the Dark Star.

This is an important message that no amount of gold coins can be exchanged.

Value is no longer a measure of money.

It was because this thing was not well preserved and was damaged. He still had to tinker for a while before he could figure out the working principle of this thing and repair it as before.

“This should be connected here.

Well, this rune is incomplete, but fortunately, I remember this rune. ”

Just as Kun Yixin was studying the orbital meter of the starry sky, the spicy rabbit looked like he was eating a big melon, and ran over with a pair of heavy ears and insisted on sharing it with him.

"Master, guess who I saw at the royal dinner. I will definitely scare you when I say it."

Kuntou said perfunctorily:

"Who, it's impossible that it's the elf prince Laron?

Didn't fight? ”

The spicy rabbit head said angrily:

"How could it be that scumbag? That guy might be where he is flying with the Empire Princess now.

I'm afraid I've long forgotten that Sister Kalima and his daughter. ”

“Laron is wrong, is Kalima right?

I had warned her long ago, but she firmly believed that love can change the world, well, she once believed it. ”

"Then, even if it's wrong, Little Elvi is right, he's innocent.

Oh, where did you ask me to kidnap? This is not what I want to say.

It was the white fox in the shuffle fox group. The last time I deceived us into the Sun Temple, I saw her at the royal dinner. ”

“Felixir?

Ah, you mean that albino fox, the God of Dark Moon’s God’s God’s Descendant? ”

After flipping through the less important memory bank, I remembered a little bit who this person was.

"That's her."

The spicy rabbit waving his fists and said excitedly:

"That bad woman has now transformed herself into the seventh concubine of the imperial emperor Xinna. This royal dinner was actually held for her.

I heard that because of my beauty and kindness, I am just favored by the emperor. ”

"She didn't even go back to the Temple of Ten Thousand Beasts?

That's right, after messing up the plan of Moon God, the Dragon God probably won't offend the crazy woman of Dark Moon for a little fox.

After all the calculations, the goddess of the Sky, which is not very good at dealing with Goddess of Dark Moon, can hide for a while. ”

Kun thought he would never see the other party again in his life, after all, Yongxu Continent is so big.

I guess in a while, he will delete the other party's memory.

As a result, they first met in the Sunset Desert and met again in the distant capital of the Central Empire.

"It's really ape dung."