My brother is so cunning.

The wild mountains are high, densely forested, and filled with miasma.

One hundred thousand mountains is just an imaginary number. Looking south to this mountainous and hilly area in the southwest of the continent, there are tens of thousands of miles in radius, and the number of large and small mountains is no less than a million.

In the current era, humans still mostly live in plains and river valleys. There are many inaccessible and uninhabited areas in the bitter cold lands of the north and virgin forests in the south.

It's not suitable for human beings to survive, but it's just right for the monsters who are more adaptable to the environment.

Among the mountains, there was a large area of ​​trees that had been cut down suddenly, and the ground also passed through a small, flat mountain plain.

In the center of the plain is a complex of reinforced concrete buildings, including warehouses, buildings, aprons and material transfer yards.

This is one of the warehouses built by the Chamber of Commerce in Shiwandashan.

During the initial planning, a large area of ​​open space was reserved for the warehouse construction area, and the building complex only occupied one-tenth of the area of ​​the plain.

Outside the warehouse, many demon clans moved spontaneously and set up countless shacks and tents on the small plain.

Some demon clans who are not good at building even directly dug holes in the ground as shelter.

Around the warehouse, a demon town has begun to take shape.

However, judging by human standards, it is a large slum at best.

The Chamber of Commerce did not carry out any management of the shanty towns outside the warehouse, and only allowed them to grow wildly and expand wantonly.

The shacks where the monsters live are built irregularly, and the roads are winding and twisted, like spider webs.

However, the public security here is not bad. Although there are occasional cases of private fights to death, and unknown corpses often appear on the roadside, there has never been a tragedy where a big demon goes crazy and destroys a large area of ​​the city.

The little monsters are killing each other so the Chamber of Commerce is too lazy to care. The monsters are natural enemies of each other and the weak eat the strong. It is a traditional custom for different races to kill each other.

Only when the big demon makes trouble does it need to be controlled. Under the strong pressure of the Bull Demon King, unspoken rules have gradually formed in Shiwan Mountain.

When demon kings from all walks of life come to the trading town where the warehouse is located, they will turn their tails between their legs and become demons. If they have deep hatreds, they will have to leave the warehouse hundreds of miles away before they attack.

Otherwise, a big white bull as huge as a mountain would rush unceremoniously to the lair of the troubled demon king and use its thick and sharp horns to completely overturn the mountain top where he lived.

On a muddy path in the shantytown, Wen Ruizheng and the Rakshasa girl were walking side by side, just like a king and a queen paying a private visit incognito, inspecting the territory and observing the people's livelihood.

"It stinks like hell!" Wen Rui couldn't help complaining: "This stench is simply indescribable. It's long-lasting, mellow, and seems to be sticky. It irritates the eyes and irritates the throat. How can a monster living in a place like this endure it? ?”

The Rakshasa girl just smiled slightly: "There are too many monsters, that's what it is. Of course a noble-born young man like you can't stand it."

"In fact, I can adjust the olfactory nerves to turn odor into fragrance, and I can also form a nanofiltration membrane outside the body to filter the air."

Wen Rui said: "But after all, we have to manage the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the future, and we still have a long time to deal with monsters. It is necessary to stay grounded and experience the living environment of ordinary little monsters firsthand."

Having said this, he paused, looked at Yu Jie, the beautiful lady with skin as good as snow, and asked in confusion: "Sister, how come you have adapted so well, and you look like you are not surprised."

"I was born in the Rakshasa tribe of the underworld, and my hometown is not as good as here."

The Rakshasa girl said: "The Rakshasa tribe has the custom of blood sacrifice. They slaughter captives in the village every day, and hang the bodies and heads of the captives to deter surrounding tribes. In my childhood memories, I can always smell the stench of rotting corpses."

"In addition, there is a serious lack of water in the world. Rakshasas drink blood and bathe in it. The smell on their bodies is much stronger than that of monsters."

"This place is pretty good." She pointed to the roadside as if to give an example: "Look, there are special monsters collecting corpses in the city. Unknown corpses appear on the roadside, and they are cleaned up in less than half a day. Jing, isn’t it good?”

Wen Rui looked in the direction she pointed, and saw several beetle-shaped insect demons lying on a rotting rat corpse, munching on the carrion.

"The demon species is too complex, which is also a problem."

Wen Rui frowned and said: "Well, looking at it this way, the human race has its own innate advantages in establishing civilization, and the way to educate the demon race can only be done step by step."

It's no wonder Wen Rui was helpless, the demon race was too diverse, and the differences between species were huge.

Monsters that eat corpses are actually not too weird. There are many scavengers in nature. After they transform into spirits, it is normal for them to continue their habits.

Wen Rui has even seen monsters that eat excrement.

One person and one demon continued to move forward, and soon came to an open square, where many monsters gathered.

Some monsters were setting up stalls, piling random goods into piles for customers to choose and buy.

Some are performing arts, and some monsters with healing and detoxifying talents are selling their skills to help other monsters heal.

A monster gifted with the ability to digest ore and regurgitate refined metal set up a smelting stall for processing supplied materials.

The bird demons set up stalls to sell the eggs they laid, the cow demons sold milk, the aphid demons sold sweet water, and the tree demons sold their own fruits...

All transactions in the market use credit coins issued by the Chamber of Commerce. It is precisely because of the emergence of this convenient equivalent that the market where the monsters gathered spontaneously prospered.

With the average intelligence of the demon clan, it is difficult to value the transaction items of both parties during barter.

What’s more, it is difficult for many monsters to find a safe and relatively fair trading environment when they gather together. They often fight each other because of a disagreement or because they simply cannot understand each other’s language.

Although the Chamber of Commerce does not manage the outer area of ​​the warehouse, it objectively provides general equivalents and a relatively good security environment, so the ghost market is spontaneously established.

The goods provided by the Chamber of Commerce are indeed exquisite and of high quality, but the price is also expensive.

Ordinary monsters cannot afford the Chamber of Commerce’s fine products, so they shop in this ghost market and trade with other monsters to get what they need.

Wen Rui pointed at the bustling market and said to the Rakshasa woman: "Do you know why the human race can move from primitive to civilized?"

The Rakshasa woman cooperated and said: "Why?"

"Because we have experienced three major social divisions of labor."

Wen Rui said: "And each major division of labor has promoted the development of production and commodity exchange."

"But given the current situation of the demon race being in disarray and with extremely low productivity, even if I open a class and teach them to be civilized demons, it will be ineffective and futile."

"But driven by credit and interests, I don't need to teach the demon race anything. As long as they have wisdom, they will naturally pursue a better way of life."

"I will give you a profitable business now."

Wen Rui Pointing to a pile of excrement on the roadside that had not been discovered by the flies, he said, "From today on, I authorize you to sell the franchise of demon excrement to the Chamber of Commerce. This stuff is excellent fertilizer. Instead of piling it here to stink and feed flies, it is better to collect it and ferment it, and then transport it back to fertilize the fields."

Rakshasa woman said angrily, "As your partner, you actually asked me to pick up excrement for you?"

"You don't know how much profit this fertilizer business has. I won't give it to others who want to do it!"

Wen Rui pouted, "Bull Demon King has obediently become a security guard, so what's wrong with you being a cleaner? Who told you two to be uneducated? You haven't even graduated from elementary school, so you can only do these dirty and tiring jobs. If you want to get a better position from me, you should read more books."