"Damn it! Damned Demacia, what does it have to do with me selling Intoxication!”
Drizzt listened to Boss Cui's shouts. After seventeen years, Drizzt finally understood where he was! The Valoran Continent! This world was not peaceful at all! The disputes between countries, the wars between tribes, and so on! Most importantly, there were gods in this world!
God! Drizzt felt like his brain was going to explode! This was a f * cking martial arts world! If he wasn't careful, he would die!
"Godfather! If you don't want us to sell it, we won't sell it, right?"
Hearing Drizzt's words, Boss Cui frowned!
"If you don't sell it, you'll feed hundreds of people in the village?”
The " intoxication " that Boss Cui mentioned was a kind of mental drug. Taking it could satisfy one's mental state, and it was addictive. The more one took it, the stronger the dependence! It was basically impossible to quit!
"Drizzt, father wants to see if your martial arts have fallen behind recently. Let's exchange a few moves!”
Drizzt's pupils constricted. How could he not understand that this old man was dissatisfied with his answer and wanted to teach him a lesson! His father was a one-star Tier 2 expert! Even after seventeen years of suffering, Drizzt had only become a Tier 1 5-star expert! The Valoran Continent's cultivation system was divided into nine levels, and each level had nine minor levels! It was said that only gods could step into the realm above grade-9!
"Godfather, wait! I have a way to get money!”
Boss Cui sat back down on the chair.
"Then tell me! If I'm not satisfied, I'll still have to see your martial arts!”
This damned old man! This was already a threat!
"Godfather! If we don't sell Intoxication, what do you think will happen to the towns under our control?”
Boss Cui frowned.
"No problem for a short period of time. There are stocks on the market! However, once the stock in the market was exhausted, it would be a big deal! Not to mention that we can't control these eight towns, even God can't control them! However, selling it would easily attract the Demacia army! Have you heard of the Fearless Vanguard? A fart can destroy our village!”
Drizzt looked at Boss Cui, who was frowning. This old thing had beaten him up many times since he was young!
"So godfather, you definitely can't sell it! Let's change our way of thinking. We don't sell 'intoxication' but painkillers and hypnotics. How about that? When they were addicted, they could only rely on sleeping pills to survive!”
Boss Cui slapped his thigh when he heard that!
"Damn it! That's right! I've always been worried that I'll lose control down there! But sleeping pills were basically available in every pharmacy!”
Drizzt coughed.
"Godfather! We are not peddlers! How could you forget our job!”
Boss Cui's eyes lit up."
"Damn it, that's right! He was a mountain bandit! As long as there is no riot below, whoever dares to cause trouble, I will kill all three of them myself! In the future, painkillers and hypnotics can only be made by my Whirlwind Stronghold!”
Seeing that the old man was no longer furious, Drizzt could not help but sigh!
"Hehe, son, you're indeed worse than me!”
Drizzt was speechless. Boss Cui hadn't had it easy these past few years. Tornado Mountain was not far from the border of Demacia, a country full of justice. Surviving in the cracks had exhausted Boss Cui's brain cells. Therefore, although they were carefree bandits, they usually didn't dare to be too presumptuous. Of course, no one cared about the bandits!
"Men! Pass down the order! In the future, the eight towns, including the subordinate villages, will not be allowed to sell painkillers and hypnotics! Our Whirlwind Mountain will open stores all over the world!”
"In the future, the towns will no longer supply 'Drunk'!”
Just as Boss Cui finished speaking, the ground exploded! They didn't sell 'Entoxy', and they only sold the work?
"Boss! What are we going to eat if this continues?"
"Yes, Boss!" Intoxicated is our village's income of more than 70! We can't live if we give up!"
Boss Cui was furious when he saw the chaotic crowd."
"Are you pigs? Wouldn't it be better to sell the hypnotic drug at the price of intoxication? If I don't provide 'intoxicating' drugs, can they bang their heads against the wall other than using sleeping pills?”
When everyone heard this, it really made sense! Who asked him to be the damned party A!
"Why don't we try?"
"Try it!"
......
Recently, Drizzt had been testing his magic talent, but he could not feel a single strand of hair!
"Do you want to be a warrior? He had never heard of any other way to obtain magic talent!”
In his previous life, he was just a mere bronze player! How could he know so much background story! I don't understand! Was he not the Master of Cards, Drizzt? This thought made him even more confused!
They were both transmigrated, so why the hell was he treated so badly? There was no cheat! What was that? You said you weren't afraid! And warrior talent? Drizzt's face was covered in tears. After seventeen years of beating, he was only a Tier 1 5-star expert. His limit in this life was probably Tier 3!
One shouldn't look down on a five-star stage one expert. An ordinary person's hands only had less than 200 kilograms of strength. Most adults had about 100 kilograms of strength. This stage one warrior had 500 kilograms of strength! It was not a problem for him to kill a bull with one punch!
Therefore, in this dangerous world, one must have the strength to protect themselves! The methods of a mage were strange and extremely lethal! Once he discovered that he had magic talent, he would basically reach the heavens in a single step! The country will send you to be specially nurtured to serve the country! Of course, this country did not include Demacia!
What do you mean you're a warrior? I'm sorry that the country still lacks a cannon fodder. I feel that you're quite suitable! Warriors didn't need talent. As long as you were willing to work hard and train hard every day, even if you didn't have any talent, you could still become a Stage 1 Warrior! As for mages, if you don't have talent, even if you work hard for a hundred years, there won't be any results! No means no! No matter how hard he tried, it would not work!
This also led to the noble status of mages. As long as you had magic talent, your life would be completely changed. You could jump from the lowest level of society to the nobility of the country!
Drizzt was also a little dejected. He was an expert in counterfeit gambling! With all kinds of tricks and extraordinary learning abilities, he almost thought of himself as the Master of Cards-Drizzt! Now, reality had given him another slap! Which card master would fight with a machete?
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