Chapter 2002: Offer

The 　　　　 dog matter was over, and the storytelling attracted Difan’s attention. Su Ming walked back to the counter and put aside the tea he hadn’t drunk.
　　 "Collector, I want to make a deal with the elders through you."
　　 The colored lights on the pillars flickered. Not far away, a monkey-like creature opened its ears in the glass box, as if eavesdropping.
　　 Emperor Fan waved his hand to signal the maids to leave, he took a deep breath:
"please say."
　　 The death knell took a handful of black mud from his pocket, slowly placed it on the counter table, and made a please gesture:
　　 "This is the goods I can provide. I want to use it to exchange information and the dog."
　　Di Fan smiled, and pointed the orchid with his hands up to his chest, signaling the Supreme Master to wait.
　　 He took a look at the counter, took out a technological device that could be stuck in his eye socket, reached out his hand to grab the squirming black mud, and observed it carefully.
　　 Collectors don’t need gloves or anything. Maybe it’s the daring of the art master, or the curiosity to see something he has never seen before. He even smelled the mud carefully.
　　 Su Ming can see his face wrinkled, presumably the fragrance is very high.
　　 This is a part of the black clay figure. The death knell and the liches dismembered it. This is about the size of a small arm.
The collector’s magnifying glass is also not simple. It can adjust the focus automatically, and may even have the effect of an electron microscope. In short, he grasps the black mud as if he is appraising gems, and even checks against the light on the side. transparency.
　　Su Ming just took out a bottle of wine and waited patiently.
　　 About five minutes later, Emperor Fan put down the mud ball and equipment, with an incomprehensible expression on his face, appearing in a daze.
　　 "What is it that I haven't seen before? It's not a living thing, it's not an element, it's not a dead thing, it can move, and it also has a stress response. I haven't seen this kind of treasure since I have lived for so long."
"I haven't had time to name it, but you also know that existences like eternity, death, and swallowing stars are called conceptual manifestations." Su Ming put down the bottle and said slowly: "This This kind of thing, I guess the way it constitutes it is very similar. It is a manifestation of'emotions', to be precise, a manifestation of'hatred'."
　　 Emperor Brahma slowly nodded his head, tilted his head, and took a few steps back, carefully examining the black mud on the counter, and then walked back:
"This is really interesting to me. Such an interesting monster is very collectible. Please state your terms, Supreme Master. If I can do it, I will never shirk it. Of course, if you want any currency or I can also exchange simple goods."
　　 The tea cup with a green leaf radiating heat under the light, Su Ming shook his head:
"One of the conditions is that I want the dog, it comes from the earth, and I want to exchange it back. The second condition, I need you to help me contact the observers, traders, and thinkers. I want to know now Where is Odin, what is he doing, where he has been through recently."
"The strange creature called a dog by humans, I can trade it to you. After all, I have a few other dogs and a talking duck." Difan first nodded, and then hesitated: "But you can't use one. I changed a few things from me so that the numbers don’t match up. I can accept that the number of my collections grows slowly or does not change, but decreases...hehe."
　　 Collector is this problem. His hobby is collecting, and the number is a very important indicator.
　　 He has collected all kinds of things in the universe for so many years, and he has long been unable to remember what he has collected, but he must remember the total number of collections. This is his hobby.
　　 And the second point of the transaction proposed by the death knell is to trade the ‘favors’ between the Emperor Fan and the other elders. The three people are three different favors, which are obviously regarded as some kind of collection by him.
　　 Originally, it was impossible to exchange, and it was all due to the name of Emperor Wei Shan.
　　 Mud exchanges for dogs, Emperor Fan can agree, after all, he still has several other breeds of dogs, and the black mud monster has never been seen before.
　　 But at the same time, the death knell still needs to use mud to exchange consumables, so one exchange for four means that the total number of his collection is reduced, which is not good.
　　 "That's it." Su Ming touched his chin, and took out a black slate, a small white flower, and a bottle of potion from his pocket: "Then I will add some chips, can I trade now?"
　　 These things are a console of the space necromancer, a specimen of Azeroth's Ning Shenhua, and a bottle of compound soup potion with cat hair added.
　　 are all things that the Marvel Universe does not have, or in other words, they are all super collections that Emperor Fan has never seen.
　　 The role and value of the props are not important. The collector's goal is to collect. He only needs the things he hasn't seen before, even if it is garbage from another world.
　　 After he got these things, he wouldn't study it, just locked in an underground warehouse like treasures. After about a hundred thousand years to wipe the dust? Then I wondered where I got it from.
　　 But now the death knell is four for four. Now the data on the book has been leveled out, and the transaction is already possible.
　　 Di Fan rubbed his hands in excitement, not to mention, just the green light tadpoles that kept flowing on the black slab made him interested.
　　 "Can I take a closer look at these treasures? Oh! My universe, how come there are so many novel things."
　　 This time he put on his gloves carefully and moved his fingers like a pianist.
"Please, after all, if the transaction goes smoothly, they will soon be your property." Su Ming bit a few words hard,'smooth','your', these tone changes were also faithfully performed by the Universe Translator Sent into the ears of collectors.
　　 got the death knell's permission, Difan immediately began to inspect the goods, even he found a vase, poured some strange liquid for the Ningshen flower, and brought it back to life.
　　 Su Ming also explained in a timely manner what these things are. Of course, they are half-truths. He can't tell the Emperor that these are aliens from the universe, but the excuse is obtained from archeology in the lost civilization.
Just a piece of black stone slab of the undead in space has jammed the ancient existence like the collector. He can't understand the composition of the black stone and the form of energy in it, let alone the tadpole still flowing, as if something unknown is going on. Calculation.
　　 The second kind. Plants that I haven't seen before can be regarded as a kind of trade goods. They are naturally valuable. Fortunately, they are understandable.
　　 Especially the last kind of drink that can make people become cat people in a short time, it is really fun.
　　Difan directly ordered one of the maids to take a sip of the compound medicine, and watched the red-skinned woman grow long brown hair. He was very happy, and he was emotional almost from beginning to end:
　　 "It's amazing~EbookFREE.me~ It's amazing!"
　　 He looked at the props on the counter feverishly, and almost without thinking, he took out a device that looked like a typewriter, and began to contact the three elders who requested the death knell.
　　 He must agree to this trading condition. If the transaction fails, the death knell will take away a few treasures, it will be his life!
　　 Especially after seeing their wonders, it is even more addictive!
　　 I know the origin of the collection of ‘Human Qing’, and I can ‘restock’ in the future, but if he misses these unique collections in front of him, he will almost want to kill himself.
　　 If the precious collections are in the hands of others, Divan has 10,000 ways to get them. In the past, it was not that no one could not negotiate business with him, but he would hire a large number of predators to get what he wanted.
　　You don’t like money? Want to exchange my collection?
　　 That's not okay. Looking back, I hired a group of people who like money to kill you. They will naturally send your treasures to me. Wouldn't this be worthless money in exchange for precious collections?
　　 The elders of the universe are not stupid. They will always make decisions that are beneficial to them. This is how they can live for tens of billions of years until today.
　　 Therefore, facing the death knell, you must trade.
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