Treasure chest merchants, from rewarding 10,000 times the critical hit to becoming a god

Chapter 110 The Little Devil’s Father
Hearing the other party's words, Chu Pingan smiled and said, "Okay, then it's you."

Not to mention one or two magic stones, even thousands or tens of thousands would not make much difference to him.

But the character he is maintaining now is not good enough.

"You are not familiar with this place. It is understandable that you spent a magic stone to hire a tour guide. Anyone who sees it will find it understandable."

Even if it's Yi Sen, there's nothing to say.

Therefore, he has to maintain this character before completing the advanced task.

I don’t know whether the product is good or not, but the price is cheap.

As for seeing the other party's change of mind, it is completely nonsense.

Similar situations happen everywhere all the time.

He is not a saint, so why should he feel pity for a stranger from another race?

Moreover.

Why was the other party beaten? Is he really worthy of sympathy?
I have to draw a question mark.

"Thank you, sir!"

Hearing Chu Ping'an's reply, the little devil's face lit up with joy. Just as he was about to thank him, it seemed as if the wound on his body was pulled again, and he grimaced in pain.

Without paying attention to this cheap thank you, Chu Pingan turned around and said, "Take me to the most prosperous trading place here."

"If the speed is too slow and wastes my time, I will change the tour guide without hesitation."

When the little devil heard this, he immediately wanted to follow, but as soon as he took a step, the wound on his body was hurt again.

A suppressed cry of pain escaped from his throat.

However, seeing Chu Ping'an who had already walked several meters away, he gritted his teeth, endured the pain and chased after him.

Looking at the little devil who caught up with him, Chu Ping'an said calmly: "As a tour guide, you are walking behind the client. Don't you want me to take you to where I want to go?"

"Sorry sir."

Having said this, the little devil took a deep breath and quickened his pace again.

The pain in his body became more and more obvious, so much so that the expression on his face became a little hideous.

Seeing this, Chu Ping'an retracted his gaze and placed it on the rule book in his hand that was given to him when he entered the city.

As the demons are a large tribe, they will have separate classes in demon language after entering the professional academy.

Although he did not enter the Professional Academy, with Chu Ping'an's current attributes, learning the languages ​​of various ethnic groups is only a matter of a moment.

Seeing Chu Ping'an put his eyes on the book in his hand, the little devil hesitated for a moment, but still reminded:
"Sir, it's best not to believe what's written here."

"Oh?"

Feeling Chu Ping'an's gaze, the little devil smiled bitterly and said, "I don't know what the rules are in other cities."

"But all the demons in the Phantom Demon City believe in only one thing."

"The magic stone is supreme."

"As long as you have enough magic stones, any rules can be temporarily supplemented or modified for you."

Because he had to endure the pain in his body, the little devil's words seemed intermittent.

"Oh?"

Chu Pingan spoke without raising his head, his tone calm: "How do you know?"

The demon race, which is open to all races, is like a world-famous tourist attraction.

If you want to develop better and attract more people, you naturally have to carefully maintain your reputation and optimize your services.

As long as we can attract enough people, why do we need to do such a thing that will only humiliate ourselves?
of course.

Another possibility cannot be ruled out.
But in general, what can a little devil at the bottom of the society know?
Seeing Chu Ping'an's disbelief, the little devil said calmly: "We who are in Chigui can see the dark clouds hanging over our heads without looking up."

interesting.

Chu Ping'an finally took his eyes off the book and looked at the little devil who was less than 1 meter in front of him: "Who taught you this?" As he said that, Chu Ping'an casually threw a healing skill at the other party.

With a flash of green light, the little devil's injuries were immediately healed.

The little devil was stunned for a moment, then said gratefully: "Thank you, sir!"

"Don't thank me, I just don't want to have to work so hard to say anything."

The little devil was startled, then a smile appeared on his face: "I know, sir, you are a good person."

? ?
Was he given the good guy card by the devil?
It always feels a little weird.

"Stop talking nonsense and answer my questions."

The little devil hesitated for a moment, but still said, "My father told me."

"Your father?"

Chu Ping'an looked at the other person thoughtfully.

However, the little devil did not notice Chu Pingan's reaction, and a proud look appeared on his face: "My father is a great man!"

After hearing what the other party said, Chu Ping'an didn't take it to heart.

Children are like this, they will blindly worship their relatives.

"But it's really not bad to be able to say such insightful words."

And this is exactly what Chu Pingan feels confused about.

At least the little devils at the bottom of society have no chance of getting education.

Based on his understanding of the demons, only demons of medium or higher rank would learn.

Then
"The father clearly had the conditions to study, but the conditions of his offspring were so poor. Was he abandoned because of his identity as a little devil?"

Thinking of this, Chu Pingan said, "Even though he was abandoned by his family, are you still speaking for him?"

"abandon?"

The little devil blinked blankly: "My lord, what do you mean by this?"

"From the time I was born until I became an adult, it has always been my father who has taken care of me!"

At this point, the little devil seemed depressed: "It's a pity that I'm too weak to help my father."

"I can barely earn any magic stones every day."

"I don't know when I can save enough medicine to cure my father's illness."

So the family has fallen into poverty?

Thinking of this, Chu Ping'an had no intention of further exploring the other party's family situation.

Set up the next barrier casually.

"Let's go back to the previous topic. Why do you say that as long as there are enough magic stones, the rules here can be changed?"

Although I don't have much expectations, it's pretty good as a pastime while traveling.

Hearing this, the little devil said seriously: "Sir, you also know that in the demon world, different cities are independent and have different rules."

"As the most famous city in the demon world, the rules of Phantom Demon City have become more and more perfect over time."

“But that was only in the past.”

"Against the past?"

"I also heard from my father that the situation in the demon world has undergone very complicated changes in the past few decades."

"It is well known that there are six supreme rulers in Magic City, but what outsiders do not know is that the six supreme rulers represent different forces and their respective interests also differ."

Supreme? ?
A little devil at the bottom of the society picked up randomly from the roadside, opened his mouth and said he was the Supreme.

It feels like meeting a beggar on the street, giving him a few copper coins out of pity, and then the beggar turns around and says, "The current emperor is his brother-in-law." It's so ridiculous.

(End of this chapter)