Global Game: Ten Billion Spirit Energy Coins From The Start
/ Global Game: Ten Billion Spirit Energy Coins From The Start Chapter 1361
Chapter 1361: 1277, Plan Thwarted (2)_5 Chapter 1361: 1277, Plan Thwarted (2)_5 The Fige Hub was so chaotic and disordered that even the Planet Level powerhouses under its control were unclean.
A corpse of a middle-tier Planet Level being, especially the corpse of the Dark Thunder Dragon from the top-tier Dragon Race, was undoubtedly a treasure that would attract other Planet Level powerhouses.
They feared they might be able to sell it, but not escape with their lives.
No sooner had they sold Darak's corpse than a Planet Level powerhouse would show up and kill them.
“Ah, I'm still too weak,” Su Yu sighed, looking up.
If he had already advanced to Planet Level, the success rate of the whole plan would have significantly increased.
“Then how about we sell it in batches? Just sell a bit at a time?” Lying on Su Yu's shoulder, Cat Morning Star tried to offer a suggestion.
“Selling in batches isn't easy to manage, is it?” Su Yu frowned, “After all, this is Planet Level material, even selling a little would definitely attract attention.
Besides, Darak's corpse is so large, if we sold it bit by bit, how long would it take?”
“That's true,” Morning Star swished its tail.
Darak's corpse was like a small mountain, it would indeed take a very long time to sell in parts.
And it would be best for them to sell the corpse quickly and return to Blue Star. The longer they stayed here, the more likely they were to attract the attention of Planet Level beings.
“Blue Whale,” Su Yu pondered for a while before inquiring of the AI, “If we sell parts of Darak's corpse, say, I only sold one cubic meter of dragon meat, would the powerful beings here be able to determine the time of Darak's death from the dragon meat?”
“Yes,” AI Blue Whale quickly responded, “Any God Level with significant combat experience could figure it out.”
“Hmm…” Su Yu stroked his chin, murmuring, “Then we really can't afford to sell in batches. Selling in parts would easily lead others to see that Darak had recently died and guess that I still have other parts left.”
“Blue Whale,” Cat Morning Star asked, “Is there a way to disguise the time of death of the dragon meat? Like could we treat it with something so that the people here couldn't tell when it died?”
“Yes,” AI Blue Whale answered, “Using a 'high-level information disruptor' would work, which is readily available on Fige's shopping site and not expensive.”
“That's good,” Morning Star relaxed.
Since there was a disruptor, they could completely sell the treated dragon meat, which would be much safer.
“By the way, are there any Black Markets in the Fige Hub?” Su Yu suddenly asked.
Selling openly was still not very safe; if there was a Black Market, they could sell through that channel, which would be safer.
“Uh… the old Fige Hub certainly didn't have one,” the tone of AI Blue Whale was a bit stiff.
Previously, with the super AI Hymn present, if there had been a Black Market, it would have been a miracle.
Blue Whale continued, “But now, I'm not sure.”
“If we could use the Black Market, that would be great,” Su Yu muttered to himself.
He casually opened the bracelet Glenn Sylvie had given him, ready to check the price of the “high-level disruptor.”
No matter what, Darak's corpse was definitely going to be sold, and it had to be dealt with.
If they could find a Black Market, they'd buy from there; if not, they'd have to sell to the officials. Su Yu had devised a plan before coming to the Fige Hub.
The plan was simple: sell Darak's corpse, buy materials for restructuring the body, and then return to Blue Star immediately.
However, the plan didn't seem so easy to execute.
Selling Darak's corpse was simple enough, but the problem was what to do afterward?
The Fige Hub was so chaotic and disordered that even the Planet Level powerhouses under its control were unclean.
A corpse of a middle-tier Planet Level being, especially the corpse of the Dark Thunder Dragon from the top-tier Dragon Race, was undoubtedly a treasure that would attract other Planet Level powerhouses.
They feared they might be able to sell it, but not escape with their lives.
No sooner had they sold Darak's corpse than a Planet Level powerhouse would show up and kill them.
“Ah, I'm still too weak,” Su Yu sighed, looking up.
If he had already advanced to Planet Level, the success rate of the whole plan would have significantly increased.
“Then how about we sell it in batches? Just sell a bit at a time?” Lying on Su Yu's shoulder, Cat Morning Star tried to offer a suggestion.
“Selling in batches isn't easy to manage, is it?” Su Yu frowned, “After all, this is Planet Level material, even selling a little would definitely attract attention.
Besides, Darak's corpse is so large, if we sold it bit by bit, how long would it take?”
“That's true,” Morning Star swished its tail.
Darak's corpse was like a small mountain, it would indeed take a very long time to sell in parts.
And it would be best for them to sell the corpse quickly and return to Blue Star. The longer they stayed here, the more likely they were to attract the attention of Planet Level beings.
“Blue Whale,” Su Yu frowned for a good while before inquiring of the AI, “If we sell parts of Darack corpse, say, I only sold one cubic meter of dragon meat, would the powerful beings here be able to determine the time of Darak's death from the dragon meat?”
“Yes,” AI Blue Whale quickly responded, “Any God Level with significant combat experience could figure it out.”
“Hmm…” Su Yu stroked his chin, murmuring, “Then we really can't afford to sell in batches. Selling in parts would easily lead others to see that Darak had recently died and guess that I still have other parts left.”
“Blue Whale,” Cat Morning Star asked, “Is there a way to disguise the time of death of the dragon meat? Like could we treat it with something so that the people here couldn't tell when it died?”
Chapter end
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