Black Knight From Blue Star

Chapter 689 An unexpected way to make money

Just as Hardy was preparing to attack the city, the scouts discovered a group of flame imps behind their encirclement, approximately in the east direction.

 This incident surprised Hardy.

 Most demons are not engaged in production and are used to hunting.

 As long as there is a chance, any living thing may become their food.

  Including members of the same clan.

 Of course, there are several ethnic groups that are exceptions.

For example, succubi, they are cannibals in another sense.

 Headless Horsemen, they have their own land and their own military organization to protect themselves. They mainly survive by absorbing the energy floating in the air.

 And...the lowest level in the demon world, but also the only producer, the flame imp.

 About a hundred, they can use fireball.

Its fur is tinged with silvery white, and the flames on its fur are light blue, making it look like it is old at first glance.

 After a while, an older Flame Imp said: "We...are...farming here."

 “What are you doing here?” Hardy asked calmly, standing in front of them.

Now, the reconnaissance team actually found a group of flame imps in a small camp to the north of the city.

 He personally does not have a deep hatred for the Flame Imp.

Furthermore, the flame imps are also architects, and most of the houses in the demon world were built by them.

 Because these little guys... are just producers and builders of the demon world.

 A group of flame imps were silent, they were just silent out of habit.

 Essentially, this is a group of civilians with little fighting capacity.

 Looking at the flame imp kneeling on the ground, Hardy frowned slightly.

Hardy was not in a hurry and just looked at them quietly.

 After being killed by the reconnaissance team, more than a dozen of them were killed, and the remaining ninety all knelt down and surrendered.

The Flame Imp can transform all energy-containing substances into a paste. Although a certain amount of 'energy' will be lost, other races can also eat it.

 The Flame Imp immediately responded: "Yes, this...honored sir."

 “Take me to see it.”

In the language system of the Flame Imp, there is no word for farming. It can only be expressed by words that are similar to humans.

This flame imp is becoming more and more fluent in human common language.

 “Are you making grain ointment?” Hadi asked.

The old flame kid stood up, but still lowered his head, not daring to look at Hardy.

 Then Hardy stood in front of these flame imps.

And Hadi said to the others: "You continue to watch these little things. If they dare to resist or escape, they will be killed."

More than a dozen scout cavalry surrounded these flame imps.

Although the Flame Imp is a demonic creature and can use very powerful fireballs, which is fine for scaring civilians, it is of little use against these scout cavalry who have followed Hardy in several battles.

 With a dozen of them, they can easily kill these flame imps.

 The Flame Imp took Hardy to a cave.

This cave is very short. If Hardy wants to go in, he has to crawl in on his stomach.

 “Dear Sir...our anointing field is within.”

Hardy was stunned for a moment, and then asked: "You let me in?"

The little flame devil shook his head: "Don't dare. If you have anything you want to know, just ask me."

 “How big is the anointed field inside?”

The Flame Imp thought for a while and said: "A hundred tribesmen holding hands and surrounding it will be as big as it is."

Hardy thought carefully about the height and wingspan of the flame imp, and then converted it and realized that it was about three hundred square meters.

 It seems that the fields here are not big.     But...those are the paste fields of the finished product, considered the essence.

 The area of ​​three hundred square meters is already very large.

 “Bring some out and show me.”

The flame imp got in and quickly got out again.

Its hands, which looked like mouse paws, came out holding a ball of paste that looked like green jelly.

Hadi took a look and smelled the fragrance of the grass and trees, and subconsciously asked: "Isn't this the grain ointment you usually make?"

 In his memory, the grain paste made by the Flame Imp was dark black and smelled very bad.

 It almost feels like a daddy.

The flame kid hurriedly explained: "This world has enough magic power... the food is delicious. The food and ointment are also delicious!"

Handy understood what he said.

ˆAlthough the processing technology is the same, the raw materials are different, so the finished products are also different.

Hardy brought up the system interface, and now he can also 'identify' items in this world.

 Green grain paste (high quality)

  +20 satiety.

  +130MP/hour.

 Tasty value: 7.

 Seeing this effect, Hardy was stunned for a moment.

 What a good thing.

It can fill the stomach and restore magic points, and the amount is quite large. Although it only lasts for an hour, compared to the extremely expensive alchemy potion, this thing is worth it.

 Because the little flame devils, if you do whatever you want, they will become a big pool.

 Hardy seems to have seen a new way to make money.

 Of course...he won't eat this.

 Because he had spent a few days in the demon world and knew how this thing was made.

The flame imps first swallow the magic-containing substance into their stomachs, ferment it for at least three hours, and then spit it out.

During this process, the flame imp's body will absorb part of the magic power and excrete unnecessary substances at the same time. The remaining nutritious substances will be mixed with the magic power, spit out by them, and stored in the same place.

 This process was a bit difficult for Hardy to accept.

 But...just because he can't accept it, doesn't mean that others can't accept it.

This thing is very delicious. It can fill your stomach and restore your magic power. As long as the price is not too expensive, a lot of people are rushing to get it.

Hardy looked at the flame imp carefully.

I found that although the opponent was old, he was in good spirits, and compared to the flame imp in the devil world, he looked a little... fat!

But just think about it.

 The human world has sufficient magic power and abundant supplies.

 For these flame brats, just eating grass can fill their stomachs. It’s strange that they don’t gain weight.

Hadi subconsciously touched his chin, and then asked: "You are my captives now. Are you willing to become my slaves and work for me?"

The flame kid's eyes burst with joy, and he immediately knelt down, holding the ball of green jelly in his hands, raised it high, and said devoutly: "We are willing."

This flame kid knows very well that given the current conflict between humans and demons, it would be extremely merciful for humans not to kill them after they catch them.

There is nothing wrong with being a slave. Anyway, you are still a slave in the devil world.

 In the human world, at least we can have enough to eat and eat well.

Hardy nodded with satisfaction, took the Flame Imp back to where he was before, and said to the scout cavalry around him: "Take them back one kilometer and keep an eye on them. Remember, they are very important. We all will do the same in the future. Some of the pensions and retirement benefits have to fall on them.”

The human cavalry who were originally a little disdainful of these flame imps, their eyes immediately shone.

 Money... as long as you are a human being, you will like it.

 (End of this chapter)