The correct way to open the elf

Chapter 242 How to Believe
This can be seen from the price of salt sold by Xiangpu City. The high-quality salt produced in Xiangpu City is cheaper than the garbage salt in their human mines.

Although the goblins are greedy, the price of salt they sell is still acceptable to most wealthy people.

Later, old man Cromwell thought about it from the perspective of Cattail City, and then he understood that Feng Yu had told him that Cattail City was the Cattail City of the four tribes. No matter what the actual situation was, it was correct in name.

Moreover, these four tribes all have hatred towards humans, which Cromwell also knows. Although it is not the fault of his Moran Empire, humans cannot escape the hostility of minority races.

This means that if one wants to get salt in Pupu City, the key does not lie in Feng Yu, but in the official management body of Pupu City, namely the Pupu City Council.

In other words, if you want to buy salt in Xiangpu City or even discuss the issue of salt fields, you must at least give the residents of the four tribes in Xiangpu City a reasonable and logical reason to let them accept that something that should "belong" to them is being handed over to humans.

Cromwell suddenly realized that as a human being in the city of Cattail where four races coexist, Feng Yu must have a status no matter what he does to maintain his reputation in the city of Cattail.

Only when the parliament nodded and the residents of Cattail City accepted it, would Feng Yu be willing to discuss cooperation or transactions with him. Otherwise, Feng Yu would never take the initiative to cooperate with them humans.

Although Cromwell thought he had figured it out, he didn't know how to solve it. After that, although he didn't leave, Feng Yu didn't go out for a stroll.

Because apart from the night when he coaxed Nicole to sleep, he had been staying at the research institute or his office in the industrial zone at night recently. As for why he stayed here, it was because these two places had lights at night, incandescent lamps.

An electric light with an ultra-fine special metal filament made by an alchemist, an inert gas filler used in airships, and a glass bulb.

The night when the lights were on made Feng Yu, who was sitting under the lights to work, feel as if he had returned to Earth when he was a child and did his homework under the light bulbs. Recently, he has been busy here, and Nicole even comes here to accompany him many times.

The little girl also liked electric lights, but she was a little afraid that the red and white glass bulb would explode, so she always stayed away from it, unlike Feng Yu who sat under the light bulb.

When Cromwell found Feng Yu, Feng Yu was surprised, and Cromwell was even more surprised.

"How did you find this place, old man?"

"What is this thing? Why is there no magical fluctuation?"

They both spoke at the same time, but neither could hear what the other said.

Feng Yu said, "If you don't understand my question, I will refuse to answer any questions tonight. I'll ask again, old man, how did you find me?"

The houses in Cattail City are all the same, and it is impossible to recruit someone who is not familiar with him to be in his position.

Cromwell showed a mysterious smile on his face, but this smile seemed particularly obscene to Feng Yu.

"Look in your left coat pocket."

Feng Yu reached out and took out a small silver-white object that was not much bigger than a button.

"what is this?"

"Didn't I tell you that magic items will emit magic fluctuations when used? This is a little thing that has no use other than emitting weak magic fluctuations."

"You are a magic saint after all, how can you do such a thing!"

"You never treated me as a magic saint. You always called me an old man, but you didn't allow me to do things that old men do.

Now it's your turn to answer me, what is this thing and why is it so bright? "

Feng Yu looked at the two wires running through the beams to the light bulbs, and suddenly an idea popped up in his mind: Can I trick this old man into grabbing the wires with both hands? !

Later he thought about it and decided to just solve the problem at once. If not, the Mage Saint would be angry, and his small body would have a hard time withstanding the Mage Saint's anger.

"That's electricity, the power of thunder in the sky during a thunderstorm."

Seeing Cromwell Feng looking at him with contempt, Feng Yu almost went crazy.

"I'm telling you, old man, I've never lied to you since I met you."

"How do you want me to believe it? Lei Ting, why don't you say that this is the power of the Moon Goddess?"

"How can the moon be as bright as this thing?!"

"Uh..." Now it was Cromwell's turn to be speechless.

“See those two lines? The power of thunder flows through them. If the power of thunder passes through the things inside the glass, it will light up.

If you don't believe it, you can touch the two lines with your hand.

But let me make it clear first, if lightning strikes a human or an animal, it will definitely kill them, so it’s okay if you want to try, but don’t blame me if anything goes wrong.”

Feng Yu muttered to himself, hoping that the Sage of Mage would be curious and try it out himself.

Cromwell walked out after hearing this, and came back after a while, but there was a desert rat floating strangely behind him.

Looking at the rippling hair on the wasteland rat, while the mage who was close by didn't even move a hair, it was clear that Cromwell had control over wind magic.

Feng Yu gave a thumbs up and said, "With your ability, it would be a waste if you don't go to solve the rat infestation in the wasteland."

Cromwell rolled his eyes at him and said, "Didn't you say that thunder can kill people and animals? Try it now. I want to see who dares to brazenly claim to control thunder."

Feng Yu rolled his eyes and said, "How about we make a bet before we try?"

"What do you mean?"

"If I can prove that this is the power of thunder, I will set a condition for you to fulfill. If I cannot prove it, or if my proof does not convince you, then you set a condition for me to fulfill.

Any conditions are fine, as long as they don’t involve murder or arson, or go against morality. Even if you want a secret recipe for salt, I can give it to you.”

Cromwell looked at Feng Yu with disdain: "Who are you pretending to be? Do you think I would make such a bet?"

"Don't you believe it?"

"Stop talking nonsense and prove it to me."

"Then take a look."

Feng Yu pulled out two more wires, touched the exposed copper wires in front of the old man, and then connected the wires to a knife switch.

When the rat's head and tail touched the exposed copper wire at one end of the electric wire at the same time, the light in the house dimmed noticeably, and then the rat stretched out its limbs and lay motionless.

"It's really dead!" Cromwell murmured.

"Why don't you try touching it? Maybe this thing has no effect on a mage!"

Cromwell rolled his eyes and said, "Is there any other way to prove it?"

Feng Yu walked to the switch and turned off the light. Then, in the darkness, he brought the two wires in his hand close to each other, producing several sparks that were particularly noticeable in the darkness.

(End of this chapter)