He took out the emblem of the Djinn God and rubbed it twice in his hand. As a breeze blew,

The marshmallow-like djinn appeared next to the pirate.

"Let's not talk about business this time."

The pirate raised his hand, interrupting the Djinn's intention to ask, and said:

"Let's talk business. I have a big deal to discuss with you. Let's cooperate. You find customers, I ship the goods, and we get a 30-70 share of the profit."

"I think this distribution standard can be discussed again, my friend."

The djinn shook its fluffy and soft body, looked at the pirate with its blurry eyes, clasped its paws together and said unsteadily:

"Although I don't understand what you want to do in partnership with me, I think 50/50 is a very appropriate ratio."

"Hey, don't talk so much, you'll know after you read it.

The pirate snorted and leaned down to take a glass of water from the pool at his feet.

When Hisari returned to the pirates with the two monkeys, under the gaze of the djinn, Black condensed a shadow flying knife in his hand, and stabbed into the neck of the monkey on his left with a pop.

The strike was precise, causing the cute rabbit to fall to the ground in an instant.

He laughed, held up the dead rabbit and shook it to the djinn, poured half of the spring water into the dead rabbit's mouth, and then motioned to Miss Hisali Black Crow to pour the remaining half into the living rabbit's mouth.

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Under the gaze of the djinn and Miss Druid, something magical happened.

The living rabbit didn't run a few steps before twitching and falling to the ground.

Its vitality was rapidly drained, while the bleeding wound of the dead rabbit in Black's hand healed quickly, and it came back to life a few seconds later with blank eyes blinking.

Moreover, its vitality is much stronger than before, and its body has expanded.

It turned into a big, ferocious rabbit.

"After roasting it, this fat pork belly will taste the best."

Black threw the big boy to Hisari and gave instructions, then turned back to the djinn and said:

"Look, this is the business I want to do with you."

He pointed to the pool at his feet and explained:

"This thing is the Fountain of Youth in Pandaria's legend. It is said that drinking the water here will give you endless life, and in fact it is true.

As long as you don't care about other people's lives, you do have an infinite life to enjoy."

The pirate glanced at the ruins of Duyang behind him and said:

"This city is a remnant of the most prosperous dynasty of the mogu people. It was once the most brutal mogu people and the city most likely to maintain the hope of the empire after the great thunder god tyrant.

At its most prosperous time, hundreds of thousands of mogu troops lived here.

But look now, there are less than a thousand people left here.

There are no creatures in this jungle that can pose a threat to them. The main culprit for the destruction of the Duyang clan is this spring. Their warlord relied on it to survive until just now. Well, about ten minutes ago, that stupid undead was killed

I killed him with my own hands.

This spring water can transform life force into another form and transfer it between different lives. The best thing about it is that it has no side effects and will not bring about physiological changes to the user like other forbidden magics.

It has no shortcomings except evil.

And I want to sell this eternal poison to anyone in the world who desires it, and you are my best channel distributor, my dear djinn.

Do you think this business can be done?"

"This is a hugely profitable deal."

The djinn shook its body and smiled like a storm. It laughed and said:

"Three to seven, right? I agree! When do we start?"

"Of course now!"

The pirate pursed his lips and smiled, picked up a finger and shook it, saying:

"But I promised the guardians of this spring that we must restrain the serious consequences it may bring. After all, immortality sounds very expensive.

Therefore, our pricing is also more expensive.

Just a glass of water can superimpose a complete life on another dying person and give him a second life. Such a good thing cannot be measured by money.

So my dear djinn, please tell our customers not to humiliate us with vulgar money!

“Then how should we price it?”

The genie asked doubtfully.

Blake held out two fingers and said:

"Two requests, one big and one small. The small request is yours. I don't care what you want him to do. It can be exchanged for money. The price is up to you.

But it is my request, he must do it!

No matter how difficult it is!

When he fulfills our requirements perfectly, people who long for eternal life will be able to get this nectar representing life. I think this pricing method will be perfect.

What do you think?"

"Ah, I've never done anything like this before,"

The genie hesitated a little and said:

"I doubt the sales of this water of eternal life."

"Then let me introduce you to a potential customer."

Black laughed and said to the Djinn:

"In the powerful Barov family of the Kingdom of Alterac, although dear Count Barov is still in his prime, he is already troubled by the loss of energy and enthusiasm.

As far as I know, he has begun experimenting with the Troll Witch Doctor's herbs in an attempt to regain the energy of his youth.

But that stuff is poisonous!

We want to think about the physical and mental health of our client, go find him and show him our gift."

The pirate took a glass of water from the pool next to him, handed it to the djinn, and said:
Chapter completed!