"Have you recorded what I said just now?" Fang Jueyu turned his head and looked at Tiram.

"You don't remember it, right?" Fang Jueyu's face turned dark. He had wasted so much saliva just now, and this Tiram was still dazed in the corner?

"Mr. Ma, do you really want to buy so many slaves?" Tilam looked disbelieving. He had been in business for so many years, and he didn't know how many planets he had sold had already filled, but this was the first time he had seen such a "sweeping goods".

"Nonsense, I have nothing to do to make you happy?" Fang Jueyu said nothing like Tiram. "I can't do tens of thousands of gigabytes in a minute. Is it interesting to do such a thing?"

"It's just Mr. Ma, I'll take the liberty to ask, what do you need so many slaves to do? Is your civilization ready to go to war with other civilizations?" Tiram asked.

In fact, he wanted to know if Fang Jueyu really needed so many slaves instead of pursuing himself. This kind of situation of buying slaves in large quantities has not happened, and there are quite a few, but in general, slaves are purchased for war.

But those who come to buy slaves will never come alone like Fang Jueyu, without any entourage. Generally, a lot of individual buyers can buy more than a dozen of these high-level slaves.

What Fang Jueyu said just now, there are definitely three thousand without four or five thousand. Thousands of slaves at the level of divine power can even barely form a small third-level primary civilization. What is this to do?

"Buy it yourself!" Of course Fang Jueyu refused to tell him that he bought this batch of slaves to prevent foreign civilizations from invading his planet. "You should only be responsible for selling, and you don't need to understand the purpose of the buyer, right?"

"Yes, yes, I'm talking too much." Faced with the intimidation of the two divine bodyguards, Tiram naturally did not talk back to Fang Jueyu casually.

As for the two bodyguards, they have begun to doubt their lives. Mr. Ma wants to buy so many slaves of the gods, so why do they have to do? Isn’t this an unnecessary move?

After so many years of bodyguard career, they felt that their existence seemed redundant for the first time.

"Hurry up, write it down for me," Fang Jueyu continued to flip through the inventory behind.

Finally, Fang Jueyu turned to the last page and the inventory finally bottomed out.

"Xiao Yi, didn't I tell you, if I got ten thousand slaves, I told me? Are you asleep?" Fang Jueyu asked.

"Host, there are only more than 6,000."

"Ah? So little?" Fang Jueyu was stunned. He thought he had already collected ten thousand slaves.

"Or that's all? Not to mention resisting a team of third-level civilizations, even if this third-level civilization is fully launched, it may not be able to move a hair on your earth."

"No, don't you know that I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. If I can't make up the integers, I will feel uncomfortable all over. I must get together ten thousand slaves!"

"It's up to you!" Xiao Yi said helplessly.

"Mr. Tiram, is there anything else?" Fang Jueyu looked at him.

"Ah?" Tiram was stunned, "Mr. Ma, all my inventory here is here with you."

"That's all?" Fang Jueyu originally wanted to gather an army of seventh-level divine people, but it seemed that it was not that easy. As long as he was a level four or above, he bought all the divine people, but he didn't expect that there would be only more than 6,000.

"Mr. Tiram, your inventory is not big enough." Fang Jueyu showed a disgusting expression, "With this little inventory, can you say that he is the largest slave supplier in the entire black market?"

After hearing this, Tyram almost burst into tears. Did he think the divine power is a cabbage?

Only with an average of 100,000 civilized planets can one be born with a divine power. A second-level civilization only has dozens of divine powers at most. Even if it is a third-level civilization, it is already very good to have a hundred divine powers.

In addition, the divine power has a relatively high status in the universe. Does he really think that the divine power level slaves are so easy to get?

Most slave suppliers are not sold by divine people at all. Even if there are, it would be great to have dozens of stocks. He has thousands of stocks, which is definitely unique. This is because behind him there is a considerable cosmic slave trading group.

"Mr. Ma, how many slaves do you need? It's better to give me a letter of approval." Tiram asked simply.

"Ten thousand people! Don't want those who are less powerful than the fourth level of the divine power."

"My mother!" Hearing this number, Tiram's heartbeat almost stopped for a moment. "Mr. Ma, ten thousand divine abilities, even if they are all in the fourth level, they still need 25,000 mega-mora coins."

"Do you think I can't afford it?" Fang Jueyu snorted coldly, "Do you know Shabel?"

"Of course I know each other, Sabel and I have had a lot of dealings." Tiram didn't know what Fang Jueyu meant to say these.

"You may be able to learn about what happened in this black market currency exchange market just now." Fang Jueyu said mysteriously.

Tiram showed a strange look and immediately connected his portable intelligent system to their black market network. Although it was just a black market, there was still a platform similar to a forum inside.

"What? Currency exchange transactions in the entire black market were suspended? Why did this happen?" Tiram immediately discovered some unusual news.

"All the Mora coins circulating in the entire black market currency market were exchanged by unknown people, and even some of them were mobilized from the black market in other cities?"

It is unclear how many mora coins are there in the currency exchange center of the entire black market, but it is definitely more than one million gigabytes. Someone has such terrifying financial resources to exchange all mora coins in the entire black market?

"Wait, he asked me to ask this news, could it be said?" Thinking of this possibility, Tiram's eyes instantly fell on Fang Jueyu.

"Mr. Ma, what did you do?"

"What do you think?" Fang Jueyu smiled, "Do you still doubt I have the financial resources?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, Mr. Ma, I'm just blind." The news that came out of the black market is definitely unfair. The cessation of business of the three major currency exchanges is the best proof.

If the person who did this is really Mr. Ma in front of him, then that means he is now in a huge amount of millions of mora coins!

This money is not impossible to buy ten thousand warriors of the fourth level of the Divine Power, even if it is ten thousand warriors of the Ninth level of the Divine Power, it is not impossible!

"Okay, don't be surprised, just a little bit of money," Fang Jueyu said, "It's not that I only have so much money, it's that your black market can only have such little money for me to change, do you understand?"

"I understand! I understand!" Tyram's eyes could emit light. This is a God of Wealth! If he really bought 10,000 slaves from the gods, then he could make a profit from it to the explosion!

"Is there any? If not, I'll go somewhere else?" Fang Jueyu looked impatient.

"Yes! Yes!" Tiram suddenly panicked, "Mr. Ma, you can't find a second Tiram in this black market. Although I only have so much inventory, I'm going to tell you that I'm just a supplier. There is a big boss behind me, so I still have a way to mobilize more slaves!"
Chapter completed!