Panlong: Science Comes to the Magical Universe

Chapter 48: Pusiluo Appears

In hell, or the divine plane, it is not an exaggeration to say that strong people form their own forces.

The weak bandit groups of middle gods and the tribes formed by ordinary upper gods are essentially the same.

However, what Lord Huo Si just said was that having one's own industry is completely different.

Whether they are bandits or tribes, their operating rules are actually to kill people and rob treasures.

In essence, they acquire godhood through killing, and maintain it with a constant supply of fresh blood from the material plane.

If you want to own your own industry, you must have a special industrial chain.

For example, there are those who specialize in refining artifacts to sell, which is a simple way, or there are practitioners who specialize in making golden soul beads, masters who specialize in making metal life, etc.

However, the only ones who can do this are at least the families formed by the Seven-Star Demons. After all, without sufficient strength, the wealth will only be robbed.

Moreover, the strength possessed by these masters is not comparable to that of ordinary weak upper gods.

"Leylin, you can study the structures of these artifacts and metal life forms to see how they differ from what we made, and compare their performance and cost."

Huo Si ignored Kormon's brainstorming and looked at Leylin first.

"Don't worry, sir."

Leylin nodded, indicating that it was okay.

"Adkins, take these medicines and analyze and study them carefully to see if they can be replicated." Huo Si turned and looked at Adkins.

"Leave it to me, sir. I will make sure these drugs can be mass-produced as soon as possible!"

Adkins immediately assured him that he had experience in these matters.

"Beirut, just focus on your cultivation and eating the godhood, and wait until you break through to become a higher god. As for you, Pusiluo, don't you want to fight the city lord? Go to the ring!"

Huos finally looked at Beirut and Pusiluo. Beirut was not strong enough now. As for Pusiluo, his personality was only suitable for fighting. It was better to let him fight with peace of mind.

"Okay, sir, leave it to me. I promise that I will become the city lord soon. Come with me, boy!"

After Pusiluo finished speaking, he hurriedly pulled Kormon away.

"Wait, Pusiluo Da..."

Before he could even utter the word "human", Kormon was dragged out by Pusiluo.

"This kid, all right, let's start getting ready!"

Huo Si looked at Pusiluo like this, but didn't care. He took out a lot of equipment from the storage box and began to check the amethyst and the golden soul bead.

Amethyst and Soul Gold Beads are essentially the same, and both can be of great help to the soul, but Amethyst is difficult to absorb, while Soul Gold Beads are easy to absorb, and the price difference is ten times.

In hell, the gods who can refine golden soul beads must be strong enough to at least not be too weak, and the refining process also requires a lot of time and energy.

But for Huo Si, this is not a problem. He believes that as long as he is given some time, he can create an automated industrial chain and directly transform amethyst into golden soul beads.

Then, you just need to invest a certain amount of capital to buy amethyst, and then sell the golden soul beads, and you will be able to make a fortune in no time.

Lin Lei in the original novel had also considered this, but Lin Lei's main artifact could only refine purple crystals for his own use, but could not condense them into gold beads to sell for money.

Of course, later on, they had countless amethysts from the Amethyst Mountains, so they naturally would not be short of money.

……

On the other side, Pusiluo pulled Kormon and ran towards the challenge stage at a high speed.

"Boy, hurry up and tell me in detail the rules of this competition!"

Pusiluo finally threw Kormon down and asked directly.

"Sir, there are generally three types of arena matches, including lower gods, middle gods, and upper gods."

Kermon finally took a breath and continued:

"However, few people watch the other two, and the rewards are pitifully small, so the upper gods are always the most enthusiastic."

"Oh? There is a reward, how much is it exactly?"

Pusiluo rubbed his hands, eager to try.

"Sir, I don't really know the details, but I just know that for every ten consecutive victories, the City Lord's Mansion will have corresponding rewards."

Kormon continued to explain.

"Oh? What if some people participate multiple times in a row? Wouldn't they be able to get endless rewards?"

Pusiluo thought for a moment and then asked.

"No, although the City Lord's Mansion does not explicitly prohibit continuous participation, there are corresponding measures for those who take advantage of this."

"When encountering such a person, the City Lord's Mansion will arrange a strong opponent for him. Although he can admit defeat in the ring match, it is also allowed to accidentally kill someone."

"Oh? The City Lord's Mansion has arranged some strong men!"

Pusiluo narrowed his eyes and showed an expression that he wanted to give it a try.

"That's right. Generally speaking, once you win more than fifty games in a row, the City Lord's Mansion will send out strong men to take action. Otherwise, winning a hundred games would be too easy."

Seeing Pusiluo's expression, Kormon was speechless for explanation.

"That's right, this is normal."

Pusiluo nodded to show his understanding.

In a ring match, sometimes, you may be lucky and encounter weak opponents. Such a victory over hundreds of opponents has too little gold content.

Therefore, at a certain stage, it is normal for the city lord to send his subordinates to participate.

Only those who have defeated the city lord's subordinates are qualified to challenge the city lord.

"Claire! Claire!" As the two approached the ring match arena, before they entered the door, they heard a lot of cheers coming from inside the arena.

"How is this going?"

Pusiluo turned to look at Kormon in confusion.

"Lord Pusiluo, this must be because some powerful person has won many times in a row, so the audience is cheering."

Kormon explained, wiping the sweat from his forehead.

Normally, a god-level strong man would not sweat, but Lord Pusiluo was moving so fast that he felt like he was floating along the way.

Moreover, he was still somewhat unsure about Lord Pusiluo's nonchalant attitude.

"You two, do you want to watch the game or participate in it? Please pay 100 ink stones for watching the game."

At the entrance of the stadium, two receptionists spoke as usual.

"This kid is watching the game, I want to participate! How much?"

Pusiluo answered carelessly, looking like a wealthy man.

"Well, sir, there is no fee to participate in the competition, but in the competition, life and death do not matter."

The receptionist's expression froze for a moment, then she continued to answer.

"I see, then take me there!"

Pusiluo waved his hand and said impatiently,

"Yes, sir, please follow me."

The receptionist immediately smiled and took Pusiluo to the back passage. At the same time, she couldn't help complaining in her heart that there were very few challengers as impatient as Pusiluo.

"Sir, you are lucky. You can appear in just two games."

Taking Pusiluo into the backstage, the receptionist handed Pusiluo a number tag.

"There are two more games to go. What a hassle."

Pusiluo curled his lips and said that he wanted to go up directly now.

"This, sir, the two battles were actually very quick."

The receptionist didn't know what to say for a moment, so she could only speak.

Most of the time, one has to wait for several days before taking part in the ring matches. Pusiluo was lucky enough to be able to go after just two matches.

"I know, I know, I just said it casually."

Pusiluo waved his hand, indicating that the other party could leave.

……

Twenty minutes later, a blonde girl successfully killed her opponent again.

"Claire successfully defended her title. Let us congratulate Claire on her 29th consecutive victory. Next up is the 30th fight. Let us wait and see whether Claire can continue her glory!"

A host was leading the atmosphere of the whole venue while shouting loudly.

"Hurry up and get the next one, there's no one who can fight these days!"

Claire yawned and shouted at the host in boredom.

As a superior god with strength close to that of a six-star demon, Claire has been in Shuiyue City for more than hundreds of millions of years.

From being a weak middle-level god at the beginning to being the glorious god today, Claire has also saved a lot of money.

But she knew very well that only if she had a house of her own in the city could she be considered to have truly settled down. Otherwise, she would just be a passer-by.

Therefore, Claire makes money in many places. Not only has she participated in many demon missions, but she also goes to some special places to make money, and the ring competition is one of them.

Although the competition in the city is theoretically a channel to challenge the city lord, in reality, more often than not, it is just a means for the city lord's mansion to earn ticket revenue.

After all, there are usually more than ten thousand people watching at the venue, and one hundred Moshi per person per day is one million.

Even so, there is still an endless stream of people who want to watch. After all, the lifespan of a god-level strong man is infinite, and no matter how they live, everyone still likes the exciting battles in the end.

This is not the first time Claire has participated in a ring match. In a ring match, every time a player wins ten consecutive games, he or she will receive a certain amount of bonus.

Of course, in the later stages, the City Lord's Mansion would directly arrange for the strong men inside the City Lord's Mansion to take action, so Claire did not plan to fight for too long. At most, she would withdraw after winning fifty games.

As for a hundred victories, she didn't even dare to think about it. She didn't know how many billions of years had passed since Blue Moon City last had a hundred victories.

If she wants to be invincible, it is absolutely impossible without the strength of a six-star demon. She still knows her own limitations.

"It seems that our Claire can't wait any longer. Then, welcome to the challenger, Pusiluo!"

As the host's voice sounded, the red-haired sturdy man stepped into the ring step by step, and the impatient Pusiluo finally walked into the venue.

"Really? I've waited so long, now we can finally start."

Pusiluo simply stretched and looked at Claire casually.

"Oh, you're Clyde!"

Hearing this, Claire frowned instantly. She was a little confused by Pusiluo's attitude.

All the previous challengers had serious expressions and did not dare to be careless in the slightest.

The red-haired burly man in front of him named Pusiluo actually looked nonchalant, as if fighting with him was as easy as playing house to him.

Such a person is either a fool or a super strong person, a super strong person whom he can never defeat.

Having lived in hell for many years, Claire still has basic caution. In this case, Claire generally would not bet that the other party is the former.

(End of this chapter)