With his fate hanging by a thread, the Shell Merchant hurriedly told the truth of the matter, it turned out that in the recent period, the already extremely fragile trade route between the mainland and the Hell Sea had been inexplicably interrupted by nearly a third.

Whether it is a wealthy merchant who has a relationship with the indigenous tribe;

Or rely on the force of force, when encountering large tribes, try to contact and trade, when encountering small tribes, simply plunder the lord's fleet, many of them venture out to sea and never be heard from since.

Driven by huge profits, some merchants became braver than the warriors of the border, sharpening their heads and finding a way to 'die' in the Hell Islands, and it was for this reason that Luch was able to organize a fleet of tens of thousands of slaves in a very short period of time.

If this situation continues, it is only a matter of time before the shell merchant has the right to trade with Wu Li, and it can be said that it is like raising a hen that can lay a golden pill, and it is only a matter of time before he becomes a real aristocratic merchant in the city-state of Cataman.

But human greed always knows no bounds, and before leaving for the sea, he accidentally learned the heartwarming news from the mouth of a high-ranking collaborator's agent, the leader of a powerful tribe from the most powerful region of the Hell Islands, the 'Raging Seas', has appeared in Heinheimman City, wanting to know information about other areas of the Hell Sea, and is willing to pay a high price for it.

This rumor made Lu Qi's heart flutter, although the trade with the Wuli tribe was very profitable, there were many 'goods' that could not be traded, such as tickets that could sell tens of thousands of gold coins for a performance. If you can manipulate the gambling game, it is even more profitable, which is unimaginable to ordinary people.

the children of Hell who crawl on the ground with broken hands and feet for the entertainment and display of status of royalty or high lords;

and taming beasts, which are called 'partners' by the natives, and so on.

If you can make friends with the powerful tribes of the 'Angry Sea Area' and get the right to trade those who lack 'goods', it will naturally be the icing on the cake, so as soon as the fleet docked, the shell merchants were anxious to let the indigenous servants invite Zhang Lisheng, which led to the farce just now.

After listening to Lu Qi's story, the young man felt that although there were some incomprehensible points in his words, it didn't seem like a lie, especially since the reason for the sharp decline in the trade between the Hell Sea and the landers was actually due to the rapid expansion of the Wuli tribe. And those missing landers, merchants, and warriors are not dead. They were imprisoned in a land town built for them by the Wuli people.

It is also normal to say that the greed and adventurous spirit of shell businessmen have taken advantage of the hollowing out idea of 'believing in what they have rather than believing in what they don't have' because of the impact of this incident.

Thinking of this, the expression of the god Wu Li softened, and he waved his hand to make the native warriors retreat, and then smiled and said, "The leader of a powerful tribe from the 'Angry Seas' has gone to the Catamane city-state to inquire about other areas of the Hell Islands. It's a real anecdote. But you don't look like you're lying.

Forget Mr. Luch. As if none of this happened, please forgive me for being reckless and frightening you. I think you'd better take a break and calm down. ”

"Wait, wait Mr. Li Sheng, you will wonder if the indigenous tribal leaders of the 'Angry Seas' have come to the Catamane city-state to inquire about the news of the Hell Islands in other seas, because you are looking at the Hellpeople of the 'Angry Seas' with the eyes of the natives on the island under our feet.

With all due respect, that's not true, the leaders of the indigenous tribes of the 'Angry Seas', although I have never seen them, are said to be dressed in colorful silk, and their bodies are as smooth as water, even if they are presented to the king.

And for those indigenous nobles, standing on the ground is a kind of blasphemy, and the place where you pass must be sprinkled with flower petals..."Seeing that the tip of the spear on his throat was far away, Lu Qi's pale face finally had a trace of blood, and his greedy instinct was ready to move again after the danger, and when he saw the black-haired young man say goodbye to him, he hesitated, and his voice trembled a little to explain.

Hearing the shell merchant's description of the leader of the natives in the 'Angry Sea Area', Zhang Lisheng secretly laughed in his heart, as the only god of the huge tribe that conquered half of the islands in the ancient paper books and folklore of Hell Hell, he did not have such a style, and he really couldn't imagine that an ordinary Hell leader would have such an exaggerated pomp and circumstance.

However, although he felt that it was a false rumor, the young man did not question Lu Qi's statement, and after listening patiently, he asked, "Mr. Lu Qi, are you sure that there is a leader of the indigenous tribe from the 'Angry Sea' in Heinheim Manchester City?"

"I'm sure Mr. Li Sheng, I'm pretty sure. The Shell Merchant said categorically.

A native leader in the Catamane city-state of the 'Furious Seas' undoubtedly means a safe passage from the land city-states to the most powerful areas of the Infernaries, and as long as you master this route, getting from Scorpion Island to the 'Raging Seas' is just a big circle on the sea.

"Whether this matter is true or not, it's worth trying..."After listening to Lu Qi's answer, Zhang Lisheng was silent for a while, and muttered in a very low voice.

"What are you talking about, Mr. Li Sheng?" asked the shell merchant uneasily as he saw the black-haired young man's mouth squirm.

"I said I was going to go with you to meet the leader of the natives from the 'Furious Seas', and if he could really give me what I wanted, I would make this deal with him, and of course I would let you get what you wanted. ”

"Oh, thank you, thank you, Mr. Li Sheng, you are such a great and generous scholar, you will definitely start your own discipline like Hopkins in the future, well, biology, yes, you have already named it, biology, what a name. Lu Qi said incoherently in surprise.

"Alright, Mr. Luch, there is a proverb in my hometown that says, 'It is convenient to be convenient with others', and if you bring me news, I will bring you practical benefits. Zhang Lisheng smiled slightly and said, "Let's complete this slave transaction as soon as possible, this gold coin is in your pocket, so you can earn the next one." ”

"You're talking about the liquidity of wealth, I read this theory from Horner's "On Capital", I really didn't expect your knowledge to be so profound, no wonder you are called 'wise' by the natives," Hearing the young man's words, Lu Qi nodded again and again and was about to turn around, when suddenly his eyes rolled, and the flattering Zhang Lisheng said with a smile: "I'm going to let the guys of the caravan drive the slaves off the ship."

However, there is one thing I want you to help cover up, I didn't mention your name in organizing the caravan this time, you know, as the leader of the fleet, I must have authority to ensure that the transaction is carried out properly, and the authority of the wealthy merchant only comes from two aspects, one is the abundant funds..."

"Okay, Mr. Lu Qi, I understand what you mean," Zhang Lisheng interrupted the shell merchant indifferently, "Your trade rights with Wu Li come from your own good luck, and it has nothing to do with me.

I'm just a scholar from another continent that you didn't know when you were trading with the natives. ”

"Ah, you're so understanding," said Lu Qi, nodding with a smile, "then I'll go and unload the 'cargo' from the ship now, all of them are healthy and strong laborers, and there are very few old people and children." With that, he turned and strode out of the treehouse.

Soon after the departure of the shell merchants, the merchant ships moored in the harbor began to lower the wooden escalators, and at the same time the iron door on the deck covering the lower cargo compartment was opened, and the unkempt landers climbed out of the warehouse with great difficulty by the light and the shouts of the crew.

As soon as they stepped onto the deck, they were bound by hundreds of professional slave transporters with strings of thumb-thick but unusually firm hemp ropes, and they staggered sideways, holding on to the wooden ladder on one side, and walked numbly and slowly down the ship.

The number of ships brought by the shell merchant to Hongshan Harbor this time was almost the same as when he first met Zhang Lisheng, but the quality exceeded that of an unknown number, and the scene of 25,000 slaves staggering down the huge wooden ships dotted with natural harbors looked extremely tragic and tragic.

It was even more heartbreaking to see that the frightened cries of the slaves, who had already been numb to all the misery, disembarked and saw that they were not faced with the discerning buyers of the slave market, but the thousands of Hellmen riding on huge spiders with long purple hairs, armed with sharp spears and war knives.

Panic is contagious in the dense crowd, and in order to prevent riots and commotions, thousands of Wuli warriors swung their spears on the backs of the giant spiders, driving their mounts to run back and forth in the harbor, stabbing in and out of the open and howling mouths of the landers, shouting in a stiff voice in the language of the landers, "Death to those who make a sound, death to those who make a sound..."

On the side of one of the largest cargo ships in the fleet, a middle-aged man with a haggard face saw the natives wantonly killing the slaves who were screaming in horror, and anxiously avoided his feet and said: "Mr. Luch, Mr. Luch, look, you see, those barbarians are slaughtering slaves, this is really cruel, as the leader of the caravan, you should go and protest to them, protest..."

"I'm sorry Mr. Vitas, but according to my contract with the natives, the slaves are theirs once they disembark. ”

"You're saying that the slaves who were killed were counted alive?"

"Yes, each corpse can be exchanged for the same volume of Infernal wood, half the volume of ordinary ore, and the value of precious stones. ”

"Oh, now that ownership of the goods has been transferred in the Turen seaport, which is not subject to mainland law, you really have no position to protest.

I should apologize to you for making such an unreasonable request," Hearing the Shell Merchant mention the wood, ore, and precious stones of Hellfire, the middle-aged man's extremely haggard face suddenly regained a little brightness, and he took out a silk silk from his cuff and covered his nose, looking at the pools of blood under the ship, "But this is indeed too cruel, too cruel.

It's a pity that who made us merchants who kept the contract..." (To be continued......)