The mercenary enrollment office of the Blood Sale Market, the servant demons were extremely busy. The mercenaries who had just received the reward ended their contracts and became high-quality free advertisements. In addition, chasing demons seems easier and safer than resisting demons, so those who want to make a fortune are very enthusiastic.
But there is one thing they probably didn't think about: hell was not conquered by the demon, which means that the defensive battle is always victorious. Also, the bottomless abyss has not been attacked by the devil, and even the gray ruin plane between the two has no master, which means that the pursuit will always fail. In places like hell and the abyss, the mercenary theory of the material world (mortal world) is not always correct here.
Feiqi flew over the crowd and came to Kurdan. Several servant demons fired kisses at him, and Kurdan drove all his subordinates away in disgust, which completely eliminated their chance to "encounter" Feiqi. "What are you doing? You can't just want me to advance to you, right?"
"No, I don't have that kind of idea or need at all. I'm here to discuss a business." Feich stood in front of Kurdan, and the Deep Demon sitting on the throne did not intend to give him a chair. Feich also understood that appreciation and cooperation potential are the same thing, but the level gap is a priority that is far higher than anything else.
"I found the Devil Cannon in the siege weapon camp and achieved a high record with it. I came here today to talk about this business. Simply put, I want to sell the Devil Cannon."
"Sell?" Kurdan narrowed his eyes. He looked around vigilantly, then gently tapped on the armrest of his throne. A spell wave spread around, wrapping the Desire Demon and the Deep Demon. Feiqi looked around roughly. This should be some kind of magic circle to prevent spying.
"Before talking about interests, I want to talk about motivation first. Why did you ask me to cooperate?"
"Because you gave me the position of the commander of the siege weapon camp, I should express my gratitude. I remember that it was the war zone map you showed me. Based on the combat situation, the siege weapon camp is the safest and least likely to have problems. The others are basically used as bait and dig pits for other world mercenaries. This can become the basis for our cooperation."
The Deep Demon shook his head: "Then I may just be in a good mood, or I have cheated enough people and decided to let you go, or you are simply lucky. So this reason can't convince me."
"Because you still have ambition and ambition." Feiqi smiled faintly, turned to his side, with his hands on his back, looking mysterious. He said, "Hell is not a nursing home or a prison, but a base. In the mortal world, if angels and good gods want to establish their prestige, they need to use the name of our devil to intimidate them first, so that they can eat some leftovers. Aren't the so-called brilliant, brilliant, majestic and great, all based on the reputation of hell? But what would they think if they heard that the devil was beaten up by the devil in hell? The general trend is the most important. In the face of the general trend of hell, what is the war loss ratio?"
"What are the plans that lord?"
"There is no plan, I'm just looking for talents for the plan and conducting investigations," said Feiqi. "At most we can only guess what he thinks, but not speculate on the plan. This is dangerous, very dangerous."
"That's right." The Demon of the Deep leaned back on the throne, closed his eyes and pondered. After a while, he said, "Okay, the foundation is already there, it's time to talk about how to execute it. Do you think the war zone commander Latis would let you sell such a powerful weapon?"
"He won't. He asked me to demolish all the devil cannons or transport them to the command camp. I think after they are transported there, the cannons will be useless unless his camp is about to suffer a level of destruction." Feige said: "It's obvious that devil cannons are impossible to sell."
"Then what are you talking about with me?" Kurdan smiled slightly: "I guess you already have an idea?"
"My craftsman can reduce the power of the Devil Cannon, which may decrease a little, but it is definitely more portable and can be pushed to the front line. The Hell Flame Spell can also be changed. After all, the flame will burn the loot, while the ice is much better, and it will become very easy for the Ice Demon to control it. I can't find any problem with changing the Devil Cannon to Latis, but I must have a good sales channel."
"I have sales channels, but you must have Latis's eyeliner in your camp, and even your craftsmen will take the initiative to inform you. How do you solve this problem?"
Feiqi nodded: "I can guarantee that all the craftsmen involved in this matter, the soul contract is in my hands."
"Ah, that's much better. Let me think about whether this model is feasible..." The Deep Demon began to calculate, but Feiqi felt that it was just using this to observe itself. The relationship between the devil is mostly a chain of commands for superior and subordinate relationships, and there is very little cooperation at the same level, while the high-level devil and the middle-level devil are basically not visible. "Since the channel is with me, I should account for 80% of the profit."
Feiqi shook his head and sighed: "Yes, profit doesn't matter, it's important to advance this."
"Profit doesn't matter?" The Deep Prison Demon observed Feiqi's attitude, and when he heard this, he became a little nervous. It could put his composure to go to the war zone camp every time to kneel down on one knee for the Deep Prison Demon on the level. Profits have never been indifferent. Taking profits so importantly, it will naturally overestimate others' attention to profits. So, Kurdan asked for the first time: "How do you think profits should be distributed?"
"I have calculated that the cost of a modified devil cannon is about 500 spiritual coins. If the quantity increases, the price will definitely drop. I will sell it to you at this price. You can sell it as much as you want, and give me 20% of the profit. If you don't make any money, the owner will think that I am too stupid and have no future."
The Demon Refining thought about it and felt that Feiqi was not fooling it. The devil cannon is indeed a very expensive weapon. A hundred years ago, several were built in the siege weapon camp, each of which required almost eight hundred spiritual coins. Even if the water inside was squeezed out and then narrowed, the five hundred spiritual coins were within a reasonable range. Feiqi also said that the scale would increase and the price would be reduced...
"If you increase investment, such as if I give you more profits, can you quickly expand production?" Kurdan felt that he had a fever and decided to give up profits. A devil who did not talk about profits or advancement in front of the Deep Demon, which shows that the tasks Fitch shoulders are far more important than profits and advancement. There is no spirit of self-sacrificing oneself among the devils, but there are too many fools who cannot see good opportunities and cannot seize good opportunities. Kurdan believes that Fitch came with opportunities, so he cannot miss it!
"Because I need to control the number of participants of the camp craftsmen, it cannot be too fast. I will try my best. After all, the best situation is to sell as much as possible before the next war, so that Latis would not have time to object. Do you think if the record is too good, will the war zone commander fail to get the reward and go bankrupt?"
"It won't go bankrupt once or twice, but the bloody battle will always continue. The demons never have a memory. The commander's spiritual coins will sooner or later...hehe." Kurdan smiled. He thought he understood Feiqi's hint: When the commander goes bankrupt, someone needs to take over. Who is the most suitable? Kurdan thought of himself.
"I will make a sample as soon as possible, determine the cost and manufacturing capacity, and then we can start."
The Deep Demon nodded, then reached out to high-high with Feiqi. Even if the matter was finalized, after Feiqi left, Kurdan took out a pen and paper to make plans and selected suitable targets among potential customers. It had not done such a thing in person for a long time. The servants and demons saw it and dared not ask, for fear that they would be silenced if they knew something.
The cost of advanced devils of different levels is different. The inferior demon only needs 6 spirit coins to advance to the small devil. The barbarian demon advances to the next level. Whether it is the steel demon or the chain demon, it only needs about one hundred spirit coins. As a devil, Feiqi does not have the ability to hold rituals for them, so he used the spirit coins to send the two barbarian demon captains away, which was considered fulfilling his promise.
"Kazmuk, there is good news and bad news. Which one do you want to hear first?" Feiqi called the Fire Dwarf to his commander's tent and said with a smile.
"Sir, good news in hell is often bad news, so I'd better listen to the good news first." The Fire Dwarf lowered his head respectfully, pinched his hands together in front of him, looking like he was left to fate.
"Okay. The siege weapon camp has a very good record this time, and I got some rewards. The two barb demon captains have already received enough advanced spirit coins just now, and I am very fair. There is also your share of these rewards. I won't give you the vain, I will get your soul contract directly."
Kazmuk suddenly raised his head, his eyes flashed with excitement for the first time. However, the excitement and hope gradually faded after five seconds. He said, "Sir, I just changed my master and now I have served you, and my service has not changed, right?"
"The good news is: it has changed." Feiqi said: "I am a fair person, and I do what I say. It doesn't matter whether you believe it or not. I just want you to remember this. From now on, the tasks I assigned are the most important, a hundred times more important than the work of a siege weapon camp. You just need to serve me well, and you don't have to worry about anything else. Do you understand?"
"I understand, now I want to call you by my master?"
"I'd better call me sir. In the camp, I'm still the commander, and you're the administrator of the craftsman." Feich observed Kazmuk's expression, and saw that he was becoming more and more worried, so he said, "Want to know the bad news? The bad news is that there are some regulations in your soul contract. You saw it but didn't understand it, and signed it with only a little understanding. Your remaining working time is not twelve years, but more than one hundred years, and I think you will never obey this number of years."
Feiqi took out the soul contract and told him the difference between "survival" and "life" in hell. "If you work on the fire element plane to repay debts, then there is no difference between survival and life; but your terms are to repay debts in hell, and the situation is very different. But now it is simple. As long as I reach out and tear it, the contract will end and you will be free."
Kazmuk stared at the contract with his eyes tightly, took a deep breath, and suddenly reached out to grab the contract, making a move to tear it. He breathed rapidly, his hands trembled, and his eyes looked at Fitch.
"Tear, I understand you. I will never be willing to tear you if you don't have it with your own hands. Even if I tell you that it's useless, you will still have the same thoughts." Feiqi smiled and sat upright on the chair. "But I warn you in advance: After tearing the contract, don't think about attacking me again. I will fight back hard. According to the soul contract, even if you are killed, I can find a bad demon body to stuff your soul in. You still have to serve me. But at that time you were like a walking corpse, and there was no possibility of liberation, which was even more miserable than now."
Kazmuk was in a dilemma, the flames on his body were sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and finally gritted his teeth and tore the soul contract scroll into pieces. He gasped, as if more than a hundred years of resentment burst out at this time, and then he felt as if he had lost his strength and suddenly collapsed on the ground.
The fragments of the contract scroll were right in front of him, motionless between his legs, like ordinary pieces of paper. "I won't give you false hope," Fitch said, waved his hand, and the fragments of the soul contract flew up, and then reorganized in his hands, as intact as before, without any damage or loss. "Your behavior just now increased your service life by one year. Although it was unwise, it was irrelevant. As long as you serve me well, I will let you free."
"Isn't this a false hope? I don't know if I can live another hundred years."
"In hell? A hundred years is difficult for non-devils. But I said, I will not give you false hope, and whether you believe it or not, you just need to remember it." Feiqi turned his wrist and the soul contract was taken into his body. "In this way, you already understand the current subordinate relationship. Do you know why I want to redeem your soul contract?"
The fire dwarf shook his head.
"It's a waste to have you build trenchers, air-proof crossbows and mobile arrow towers in the artisan camp! I think you can make more profits by creating more profitable things. In hell, at least at the Blood Sale Fair, you are the third strongest craftsman I've ever seen."
"Third?" The fire dwarf frowned: "Sir, I have seen your lantern, and the craftsmanship on it is indeed better than mine. Who is the other strong craftsman?"
"Isn't this nonsense? If you don't have the strength to be stronger than you, how do I know you are strong?" Feichi laughed: "Your skills are good, but your ability to create new things? I have a design that makes money and has found a channel. Now I'm missing a maker. After mastering your soul contract, I can hand over this task to you with confidence, right?"
"Sir, are you going to make a devil cannon?"
"Is there any other use for such a bulky thing besides giving it to the war zone commander for some favors? What I give you is an improved cannon, called the human cannon, which can deal with demons as ordinary humans. Each cannon is like takeaway at a price of five hundred spirit coins, and I estimate that its cost is up to one hundred and fifty spirit coins."
Chapter completed!