If goblins are concerned about human rights, they will definitely protest the actions of the Flower Elf Lab.

Fortunately, because of the goblins' low strength and hiring price, the concept of 'cannon fodder' is deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and they don't care about the pain of death, so they have the perfect test subject.

The Flower Elves can breed strange food for goblins to eat, eliminating toxins and instability.

After the goblin hangs up, it can be detoxified and resurrected.

With the help of such excellent test subjects, the research of the flower elves was smooth sailing. Sugar cane is constantly refined, sweetened and softened.

When the flower elves are keen to experiment and create new plants, Jon comes back from a trip to collect information about the elves.

This time, he brought back very little information.

The approximate location of the elven community, as well as the living range.

"Lord Demon King, there is a magical barrier where those elves live, and they don't allow humans to enter the city where they live, and my attempt to infiltrate has failed."

Jon got down on one knee and put his right hand on his chest to report the situation.

Roy tapped on the table, not surprised by the result. As innate magical creatures, elves are very xenophobic and arrogant, and they are surrounded by the human empire, so it is natural for them to be vigilant. Although Jon's ability is outstanding, his personal strength is not outstanding, and it is quite difficult to sneak into the territory of these magical creatures.

"I'll deal with this later, and I'll give you an even more important task now."

Roy said with a smile.

Jon shuddered, looked up, and asked cautiously:

"Lord Demon King, please speak."

"Don't worry, it's not harmful to you~ On the contrary, let you enjoy the big fish and meat...... "......

City of Rondo.

Migaka Chamber of Commerce.

Peters played with the gold cards in his hand, a look of greed and excitement. White sugar, comparable to the royal supply, was sold for three times the price. casually changed hands and credited 3,000 gold coins.

Such a large sum of money can catch up with the income of the Chamber of Commerce in its heyday for a year.

It's a good feeling to slaughter a big head.

I don't know where those people who take the sugar come from, but it seems that the guy named Warren is quite shrewd, but he stupidly gave him the sugar. Quote the lowest price in the industry to get these best white sugars.

Before the Chamber of Commerce completely collapsed, he used the sales channels in his hands to make this last money.

Peters was satisfied.

Counting the nine gold cards in his hand, Peters smirked and returned to his bedroom.

Locking the doors and windows, a small mechanism near the head of the bed was activated, and a staircase descending appeared. Walk up a long staircase to a small secret room. It was where he hid his things, and few people knew how to get down except him.

"Good evening, Mr. Peters."

An abrupt voice rang out.

Peters screamed and sat down on the ground, his nine gold cards scattered on the ground. He immediately got up, picked up the card and hid it in his arms, and watched vigilantly at the uninvited guest who appeared in the secret room.

A teenager with black hair and black clothes.

He sat in the only chair in the room, flipping through a book in his hand, with a faint and kind smile on his face, as if he had come to visit an old friend's house.

"Who are you? Why is it here? ”

Peters shouted excitedly, reached into his arms, and took out the magic scroll he was using for self-defense.

"Mr. Peters, my sugar has made you so much money, you can't turn your face and deny people."

Roy smiled, and pointed to the small horn on his head that was bent backwards, and the faint demon coercion was released.

Peters' face changed drastically, and a fine cold sweat covered his forehead.

As a collection of evil, the demon king is the greatest scourge of the brave world, and the natives are naturally taught how to distinguish the demon king.

Peters has lived for such a long time, and he is still the president of the Chamber of Commerce, and he is also a human spirit. He recognized the situation in front of him and knelt directly in front of Roy. Holding 9 gold cards in both hands, he said in a trembling voice:

"Lord Demon King, the money is all for you! There's a lot of money in the small coffers! The little one has eyes and doesn't know Mount Tai, so it's a little dog! ”

"Mr. Peters, you are so kind. Come on, I didn't say I was here to rob, on the contrary, I came to talk to you about business. ”

Loy stepped forward with a smile and pulled Peters up, confessing his identity as the Demon King.

Peters, on the other hand, was confused.

Looking for yourself to talk about business?

Demon King, talk to yourself about business?!

Is this the sun coming out of the west?

"Lord Demon King, the little ones don't understand ......"

Peters asked cautiously.

Roy sat down in his chair and explained unhurriedly. After 10 minutes of talking, he drew a pie for Peters:

With the secret assistance of the Demon King, the Micca Chamber of Commerce rose with high technology, high-quality products, and absolute military escort. Monopolize the economic lifeline of the entire Dono, become the world's first chamber of commerce, and call for wind and rain to ravage the royal power and the aristocratic class.

Peters was silent after listening.

If another person said such a thing, he would definitely laugh off his big teeth.

However, in front of him is a demon king, a terrifying predator from the other plane, and a powerful existence with the possibility of subverting the world of the real brave.

Peters was silent, pulled out the large shoddy cigarette in his bag, lit one and smoked, puffing out the smoke.

Roy was not in a hurry, he waited quietly, just playing with a ledger in his hand.

After a long time, Peters took the last puff of his cigarette and threw away the cigarette butt to extinguish it.

"I promise."

The flatbread drawn by Roy was so fragrant that he couldn't resist the temptation.

The merchant pursues profits, and the benefits given by Roy are enough for him to trample on all the laws and morals in the world. What's more, Peters also knows that a demon king comes to him quietly in private, and if he can't negotiate, then he will be killed and killed.

Tempted by profit and threatened with death, Peters resolutely decided to seek the skin of the tiger.

The two sides reached a consensus.

"Very well, Mr. Peters, and it was a pleasure to talk to Smart."

Roy snapped his fingers.

In the darkness behind Peters, Jon stepped out.

"He will be our informant, and during this time, you will package him as a foreign and wealthy nobleman, and the money will be yours first. I'll let Jon tell you exactly what to do. ”

"Yes, Lord Demon King, rest assured~ Guarantee to complete the task!"

It's a matter of time to make a decision, but once a decision is made, people will take action. Peters confessed the new Lord, and his flattery was overflowing.

Roy was a little disgusted.

After explaining the matter, he successfully won over this greedy human.

Roy leaves the Migaka Chamber of Commerce. With two cat mothers, stroll through the streets of Lentor City.