Their commission was suspicious.

"These breads contain information about how to become a qualified doctor. I can give you one to try. If you're not satisfied, you don't have to pay."

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Good luck, but this person is way too wary, isn't he?

"Since it's a freebie, why not take advantage of it? Give me one!" Sangbo was clearly convinced.

"Alright, we've found the sucker. Natasha, do you believe I can use him as a guinea pig and he'll thank me?" Chen Luo whispered to Natasha as he got the bread.

"This isn't a good idea..."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. At most, you'll have to lie in bed for an afternoon, and this is a hospital, so it's fine."

Chen Luo knew the limits of the memory bread, but he needed to convince Natasha.

"Here you go." After speaking to Natasha, Chen Luo kindly handed a whole loaf of bread to Sambo.

"I don't know why, but I always feel like I'm meeting someone from the same profession when I see you," Sangbo muttered to himself.

Especially that feeling of being tricked, it's so familiar.

Chapter 1397 The Star God of Pleasure is very satisfied with your performance and has rewarded you.

"How are you feeling?" Natasha asked Sambo with concern.

Sambo was, after all, the one who obtained some special medical supplies for Natasha through special channels before she received Chen Luo's assistance. It was necessary for Natasha to care about him.

Sambo purchased those medicines from the upper levels, and since the passage between the upper and lower levels was sealed off by the Great Guardian more than a decade ago, it has become virtually impossible for anyone to travel back and forth.

Sambo has mastered a special passage.

Sambo also used this channel to help purchase medical supplies needed for certain special illnesses.

It's a bit expensive, but it's better than having no medicine at all.

"I feel alright, just a little bit dizzy, but I have indeed learned a lot about medicine," Sangbo said while rubbing his head.

Although my head is a little swollen, it feels really good to have knowledge poured into my head from "books".

The key point is that this is a trial version of the memory bread, so you don't have to pay for it.

Make big!

"I always felt that these memory breads should be eaten separately. If you eat 10 breads at once, you won't feel full, but you will feel dizzy."

“However, this memory bread is indeed as my colleague… oh no, my new friend said, it is priceless. I’m sure the gentlemen in the upper districts wouldn’t mind buying some memory bread to turn their good-for-nothing kids into talents.” Although he was a little dizzy, Sambo’s eyes were shining.

As everyone knows, Sambo is a merchant who loves doing business, and Seele's scythe was sold to her by Sambo.

My head may be severed, my blood may flow, but business cannot be abandoned!

"Brother, this business is worth doing!" Sangbo said warmly, shaking Chen Luo's hand.

“A bread this precious deserves to shine in a more important place, right? Name your price.” Sambo pointed to the Memory Bread in the corner of the clinic.

There's a saying that if you persuade someone to study medicine, you'll be struck by lightning. But if you just eat this bread, you can become a qualified doctor, saving you countless years of hard work.

Doctors are highly respected in the upper echelons.

Sambo, who constantly moved goods between the upper and lower levels, was very familiar with this.

“You’re right. Such precious bread should be used in more important places. So I’ve decided to donate the remaining four loaves of bread to Natasha’s clinic for free, so that Natasha can use them to train more medical professionals, help people in the lower districts get better medical care, and reduce casualties.” Chen Luo nodded in agreement.

"Huh? What? What did you just say?" Sangbo was stunned.

Are you saying you want to donate these precious memory breads to the clinic?

And it's being given away for free?

“Don’t you think this is a more appropriate way to handle these breads? Let the bread be used where it’s meant to be used,” Chen Luo said.

"But didn't you just say this business was worth doing? Aren't you going to do business? Why are you suddenly going to donate it?" Sangbo was a little confused.

Is this person playing a trick on him?

"Because from your experience eating it, it looks pretty good. So I've changed my mind."

Chen Luo couldn't very well say outright that he intended for you to set an example for Natasha and convince her of the effectiveness of these memory breads, could he?

While there's probably nothing wrong with just telling the truth, wouldn't that reduce the fun?

Anyway, Sambo didn't lose anything, and he even gained knowledge about doctors, so it shouldn't be a problem for Chen Luo to have some fun, right?

“Brother, don’t do that. I think these four loaves of bread don’t necessarily have to be donated to the clinic. The clinic only needs two loaves. Divide these two loaves, a total of 20 loaves, among 10 people, so that each of them knows some medical knowledge. That would be enough to deal with the problems in the lower districts. I’ll only buy two loaves, how about that? Name your price.” Sambo was not one to give up easily.

"Oh, only two servings?" Chen Luo raised an eyebrow.

"That's right, that's right. Two portions are enough."

"That's right, only two portions are needed. First, take one portion of the Memory Bread and find a wealthy and powerful family whose descendants are somewhat unworthy. Sell the Memory Bread to them at a discounted price. The only requirement is that they use the Memory Bread and achieve some results before helping to promote it."

"Then, once the memory bread has gained a reputation, we'll sell it at a high price to the second person willing to try it, further increasing its credibility."

"After establishing a reputation by using two highly respected families as examples, we can sell the most ordinary bread as 'Memory Bread' and then rake in a hefty sum from the upper-class district!"

"Thus, a world where only the gentlemen of the upper class get hurt has been achieved!"

"!!!" Sangbo subconsciously took a step back, looking at Chen Luo with great apprehension.

"Hmm, are you wondering why I know what you're thinking?" Chen Luo tilted his head, looking at Sambo's wary expression.

"Can you read minds?"

“No, that’s because… that’s what I think too. Let me reintroduce myself. My name is Chen Luo, and I’m a merchant. Although I was a shady merchant for a while due to someone’s threats, I’ve quit now.” Chen Luo extended his hand to Sambo again, a gesture of friendship.

"..."

Damn, we're definitely in the same industry!

However, Sambo had to admit that Chen Luo's products were indeed too tempting.

Putting everything else aside, just these memory breads in front of him are enough to make Sambo a fortune.

"How about we split it 50/50?" Sangbo asked.

"What, 55 points?"

“We’ll split the money we swindled from the upper district fifty-fifty,” Sangbo said through gritted teeth.

"91".

"What? Nine out of ten? You're nine and I'm one?" Sangbo's voice was much louder.

"Otherwise, how could it be that you get nine and I get one?" Chen Luo said matter-of-factly.

"Even if the Memory Bread is in your possession, this is still going too far! Ninety-one percent, even a dog wouldn't do that."

"Oh, then never mind."

“…Why don’t you try to bargain a bit, brother? Are you really a merchant?” Sangbo couldn’t help but say.

“I used to be a traveling merchant, but now I have no interest in money.”

"Then you can have them all, as long as you sell me two Memory Breads."

"What are you thinking? I don't need it, but the people in the lower districts do. After you've scammed them, 10% is yours and 90% is mine. But I don't want any money for that 90%. I need you to exchange it for the supplies the lower districts need, such as food, clothing, medicine, items, special medicines, and so on."

"What do you want to do?" Sambo's expression was a mixture of understanding and disbelief.

"Of course, it should be donated to the lower-class areas."

"..."

Sambo suspected that his colleague was playing a trick on him.

"Of course, if you feel this suggestion is not good, then we can change it to split it 50/50."

"Really?"

"But there are additional requirements."

"Tell me your additional requirements."

"After you've swindled the money, you need to categorize the victims based on their background. If they are good people, return all the money you swindled. Only the money from the remaining rich and heartless people can be split 50/50. Remember to exchange my 50% for supplies needed in the lower districts and bring them back."

"...Even if I wanted to bring them, I couldn't. How could I carry so many things by myself?"

Sangbo was utterly speechless at Chen Luo's suggestion.

If you have money, why do you insist on using it to provide supplies to people in lower-class areas? You don't even look like someone from the lower-class areas.

Moreover, returning all the money to good people and splitting it 50/50 between the rich and unkind seems a bit too restrictive, doesn't it?

"Of course, if you're not lying and are genuinely planning to sell real goods as a middleman, then it's an equal exchange. I can provide you with memory bread and special storage items. How about we split the profits 30/70?" Chen Luo asked, stroking his chin.

“Okay, okay, this is it,” Sambo said immediately.

If Sambo hadn't never even heard of memory bread, he wouldn't have been led by the nose by Chen Luo.

However, Chen Luo's memory bread has really high development value.

"Come on, let's sign a contract." Chen Luo pulled out a contract.

"You've already prepared the contract? Brother, tell me the truth, you didn't actually intend for this last method of buying and selling to be your sole purpose from the beginning, did you?" Sangbo couldn't help but ask.

"Who knows? So are you going to sign or not?" Chen Luo asked.

"Sign, why won't you sign?"

Anyway, it's not an imaginary contract that can't be violated at all. We can just find a loophole later.

The more fundamental reason why Sambo was able to cooperate so readily was that he had already earned enough even without violating the contract.

Seeing the contract vanish into thin air, Sambo couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

The deal was done.

"Good brother, you dared to sign this contract so readily. Even Aha wouldn't dare." Chen Luo looked at Sangbo with some admiration.

"what?"

"Oh, by the way, are you interested in buying some tracking materials?"

"what?"

“Don’t be so surprised. This thing seems to be called the Footprint of Destiny. Aha said that eating it will improve your destiny.” A spherical object appeared in Chen Luo’s hand.

"Are you a traveler on the path of joy?" After having this thought, Sangbo's gaze towards Chen Luo became strange.

All believers in the Destiny path will reveal their Destiny path, but there is not a single openly professed believer in the Joy path.

After all, if the person who's supposed to be entertaining reveals their identity, how can they still find entertainment?

“If I were a person who enjoys life, or if I were a life-taker, I would use this myself. Why would it be your turn? I am just an ordinary person.”

"As for why Aha gave this to me, he probably thinks it's very amusing for someone who enjoys watching others have their fun."

The God of Joy is very pleased with your performance and has rewarded you with a "Footprint of Destiny".

Sangbo felt a little pressured under Chen Luo's prolonged gaze.

Chapter 1398 Chen Luo: Damn it, these guys (specifically referring to Aha) are hopeless!

Aha, the Star God of Joy, can be said to be one of the most powerful Star Gods among those dozen or so Star Gods. He once climbed to the top of the Tree of Imaginary Numbers.

Do you know who left that scar on the chest of the Destroyer Star God?

He was slashed by a powerful figure who called himself "The Fool," and there's a 90% chance that this Fool is actually the clown Aha.

Aha's strength lies in the fact that the Star Gods he can't defeat won't attack him, because the Star Gods are bound by their destiny and must follow it. Those who aren't bound and can attack Aha are simply no match for him.

Because Ahab's destiny is pleasure, he can take action against anyone for the sake of having fun.

Similarly, Aha is the one who pays the most attention to Chen Luo. After Chen Luo rejected and recruited the other star gods, they disappeared without a trace. Only the star god of joy, Aha, has been paying attention to Chen Luo.

As for the reason? It could be that the Star God of Joy is strong enough, or it could be that Aha had already cast some glances in this direction, thus noticing more information about Chen Luo.

For example... Imaginary Stigmata.

Compared to Chen Luo's talent, the Imaginary Tree Stigmata was even more conspicuous, and for some reason, the Quantum Sea on his right hand was also displayed.