Klein recalled that whether it was in his previous life or in this world, there were indeed legends about the devil using profit to lure people to fall and then buy human souls.

Therefore, it is indeed reasonable that the devil can be associated with the gold pound.

Damn, how can the numbers of tens of thousands of gold pounds come out of the mouth of the devil so lightly!

Crane's income in the Nightwatchman squad is now only 10 pounds a week, which is very high in Tingen, enough for Klein to live very decently. Of course, under the premise of everyday life.

Those extraordinary materials are just too expensive!

And tens of thousands of gold pounds? With your own income, even if you add those extra money, you can't reach it in a lifetime! This amount of money may be enough to successfully advance to Sequence 5.

It's a pity that this money can only be thought about.

"The devil says that knowledge can also be used as a bargaining chip, and the knowledge about Chinese in my mind must be very valuable in this world, after all, it is related to the diary of Kassel the Great."

Crane couldn't hold back his guess: "Maybe the devil will be willing to give tens of thousands, or even hundreds of thousands of gold pounds, and even ask him to do it once, but unfortunately, the secret of the past life must not be known to any being." ”

Crane counted his other chips, and was saddened to find that he was worthless except for those that could never be sold.

"Each of your fingers is worth 300 gold pounds, your hair is worth 50 gold pounds, every centimeter of your height is worth 20 gold pounds, and every centimeter of your length is worth 100 gold pounds."

The devil made a thoughtful offer to Crane in his deep tone.

"Your ability, just promoted Sequence 8 - Joker."

"Worth 3,000 gold pounds."

"The potion recipe you know, Sequence 9 is worth 300 gold pounds, Sequence 8 is worth 500 gold pounds, the potion materials you have, the Sequence 9 main materials are worth 200 pounds, and Sequence 8 is worth 400 pounds, the seals you have"

"Alright, alright." Crane rubbed his brow.

It's not a pleasant feeling to listen to the little by little quotes that people have for everything they have.

Especially the meticulous quotes about his own limbs made him feel like a pig on the board.

However, I have to say that the devil's offer is indeed fair, even higher than the market price, for example, his own ability, the money required to promote the clown is only about 1,000 gold pounds, and the remaining more than 1,000 gold pounds should be the price given by the process of digesting the potion.

And those recipes and potion materials have increased by tens to hundreds of gold pounds on the basis of the market price.

"I wonder if I'll forget that knowledge when I sell it to you?" Klein asked this most crucial question.

"Of course not, knowledge can be replicated and disseminated." The devil said with a wicked taste, "Unless you sell me your memories, which, by the way, is a great sum of money, and it is worth thirty-six thousand five hundred gold pounds." ”

"No need." Klein thinks his memories are definitely more valuable.

No, damn it, these are priceless! I was almost caught up in the devil.

"It is safest to trade with the devil with knowledge."

Klein thought silently:

"And it's very profitable, after all, selling those potion formulas to the devil doesn't delay me from selling them to the Tarot Society or other extraordinary people again."

"Although you can only earn a few hundred or even more than a thousand gold pounds, this is a gold pound for prostitution, don't don't want it in vain."

Klein then asked, "If I sell you some knowledge, how will you pay me gold pounds?" ”

"What about bearer accounts?" The devil said, "Or do you want me, or my dependents, to give you cash in person, which requires an additional fee." ”

"A bearer account is fine." Klein said hurriedly.

He didn't want to see the devil or His Dependents at all!

Moreover, he was glad that the devil used the common gray transaction method of bearer accounts, and if the other party gave money directly above the gray fog, he would be even more worried.

Now, at least the other party doesn't have the ability, or is not willing to pay that price, and directly let the real items go into the gray fog.

"I want to sell a few copies of my knowledge about potion recipes." Klein thought for a moment and said, "Five parts of Sequence 9, three parts of Sequence 8, and one part of Sequence 7. ”

"The soothsayer, apprentice, assassin, spectator, hymn of Sequence 9, the clown, the instigator, the conspirator, the convoke, the Prayer of Light, and the witch of Sequence 7."

"A total of 4,000 gold pounds." The devil uttered a number that made Klein's heart skip a beat.

He also had the complete potion recipe for the Priest of Light and the Darkless Witch recipe for Sequence 4 for the Sun sequence, and the Witch sequence for Sequence 6: The Witch of Pleasure, but he decided to keep it for the time being and not sell so much at once.

The first deal with the devil had to be taken with some reservations.

"If the devil is really honest about dealing, then I will be rich this time." Klein couldn't help but diverge his thoughts: "It's very difficult for this knowledge of potion formulas to find other transcendents to sell, let alone sell them in a package, and the price is so high. ”

He stopped thinking more, such as how to spend the money, how to explain it to his sister and eldest brother, and made his tone as calm and calm as possible, and said, "Mr. Devil, this price is very fair, I am willing to trade." ”

"Good." He heard the devil say, "Then tell me these recipes, and later I will tell you a bearer account and password for the National Bank of Rune." ”

“.”

Need to tell? Shouldn't the devil's deal copy those memories the moment he agrees?

"Also, if the devil could do this, he would have known that I was not from this world, and knew that my real name was Zhou Mingrui, maybe because the existence of the gray mist isolated his ability."

Klein guessed, "So, you have to stay away from the devil and his favorite, and try to keep the rest of the transaction above the gray mist." ”

Little by little, he told the recipe of the potion he knew, and there was nothing false about it.

He believed that as a devil who could predict the future, he definitely had the ability to identify the true and the false, and even the other party might already know the formulas of these potions, after all, it was only a low-order formula.

"The deal is done." With the devil's deep voice, Crane breathed a sigh of relief.

The next thing you need to do is to wait for the authenticity of the bearer account to be confirmed, and then you can take a step closer to trading with the devil.

Klein wasn't going to be blinded by the gold pounds and forget about the mortal danger that was going to happen tomorrow.

The spirit broke off from the crimson star, and the deep, eerie darkness disappeared above the gray mist, and Crane froze for a moment with a complicated expression.

He spoke to the unknown with almost despair, but he didn't expect this to be the case.

Devil?

A devil who bluntly covets his gray fog, but upholds the principle of fairness?

I don't know if it's a blessing or a curse for the future, but at least for now, I have one more way to get money and even extra help.

It's like yes. A gold finger with hidden dangers?

Beckland.

The gray mist in front of Townsend vanished like an illusion.

He looked at the piece of paper that lay out on the study, which was densely filled with various potion sequences.

"It's been a reward."

Townsend smiled with satisfaction.

For only four thousand gold pounds, to get so many potion formulas at one time, I have to say that Crane, the protagonist of this world, is really cool to pick.

His gaze fell on the black purse that lay aside.

It was able to go so smoothly, the giver of this wallet, the mysterious existence with malicious intentions, and the other party would always maintain the secrecy of this body before he came, as he expected before.

Townsend sighed softly.

The Tarot people believe that Klein, who is disguised as a fool, is the true god, and they are afraid of the risk of contact with the gods, but they take advantage of the power of the gods to strengthen themselves.

Klein also believes that he is a true god disguised as a devil, and he knows the risks of trading with the devil, but he also wants to use his financial resources and foresight to get out of trouble.

And he is really watched by an unknown existence, of course he knows the risks of the black wallet, but before that, it does not prevent him from using the gaze of that existence to seek some benefits.

What about nesting dolls here?

"Maybe the wallet giver is in the same situation as me." Townsend thought wickedly, and finally put away the £4,000 worth of paper on the table, and went downstairs.

Beckland's rookie, Professor Rhett, who was outside in full view, was still pitifully in the living room on the first floor, thankfully, he finally had the courage to sleep on the couch without having to endure the hard table.

"Baggins Raeli." Seeing Townsend coming down, Professor Red quickly stood up and greeted him uncomfortably.

"I need you to do something."

Townsend said bluntly: "Go to the National Bank of Rune and set up a bearer account and deposit 4,000 gold pounds into it." ”

"Okay, I'll do this early tomorrow morning." Professor Red said quickly.

"No, go now."

"It's late, the banks are closed." Professor Red looked at Townsend and finally shut up.

"Well, it just so happens that I met the manager of the National Bank today, and I think for the sake of the gold pound, he will be willing to work overtime."

Tang Sen nodded with satisfaction: "Go and go back quickly." ”

The devil doesn't want to go to the bank to deposit money himself.

Otherwise, if Mr. Fool knew about it, his expression would be very exciting.

(End of chapter)