People in the heavens are as rich as the enemies of the country

"Are you okay, Mr. Sun?"

Audrey has been observing Zheng Zheng's expression. Through the gray mist that covered his face, from the other party's body and movements, Audrey could also see that the other party's expectations from the beginning gradually turned to panic. In the end, it leads to despair and the process of surviving the disaster.

The keen observational skills given to her by the audience sequence allow her to experience those emotions more deeply.

"Don't touch the devil!" Taiyang was startled by Audrey's words, and finally woke up from his fear and shouted.

"What happened?" Audrey glanced at the Fool without revealing any trace. In her opinion, with Mr. Fool watching from above, no matter how dangerous it was, he would not be in any danger.

Mr. Sun must have been frightened.

"The devil's deal," the sun said in a daze: "He will take away everything from us, flesh and blood, memory, and soul, and nothing will be left!"

Audrey frowned and asked straight to the core: "What deal did you make with Mr. Devil?"

"The formula. The formula for the potion." Taiyang took a deep breath: "Three hundred gold pounds were traded."

"Then what?"

"No more." The sun responded instinctively: "I successfully broke off the contact with the devil."

Audrey was a little confused and said, "It sounds like a fairly fair deal."

"If you come into contact with the devil, you must make a deal!" Sun emphasized: "Otherwise, he will force the deal!"

"I understand." Audrey nodded: "Not every god is as kind and tolerant as Mr. Fool. Mr. Sun, from the current point of view, Mr. Devil's authority lies in transactions. Since you have contacted him, If you don’t trade, what’s the difference between that and playing with the gods?”

"You have angered the gods, but you are still able to sit here alive and complete the deal. Obviously, Mr. Devil is not as unreasonable as you said."

Of course, there must be Mr. Fool’s influence.

Audrey thinks so.

Mr. Devil is definitely dangerous, but since Mr. Fool allows it, it must be within a controllable range.

"So, I need to think about the bargaining chip in advance." Audrey looked at the Fool: "Right?"

"You just need to pay attention to one thing." The Fool reminded: "Control your desires."

Perhaps the simplest things, or even repetitive things, can be exchanged for a lot of money from the devil. This makes it easy for people to become addicted to it, until they find that their things are selling more and more, and when they finally fall completely, they are already regretting it. .

The Fool was suddenly stunned for a moment when he thought of this.

Miss Justice doesn't seem to have this problem.

Wealth of several thousand gold pounds, or even tens of thousands of gold pounds, is not a big temptation at all for her.

What she cares more about should be the excitement of contact with unknown gods and the mysterious knowledge, right?

"Can I start contacting Mr. Devil?" Audrey's innocent and rational voice sounded.

The Fool nodded gently: "You can start at any time."

Audrey then controlled his spirituality to contact the crimson light, and soon, he saw the indescribable darkness.

Before the devil's words could be heard, she smiled and said respectfully: "Good evening, Mr. Devil."

"Good evening, Miss Hall."

That deep voice sounded.

Mr. Devil is more polite and easy to get along with than expected.

Audrey thought, no wonder the other party can have contact with Mr. Fool.

However, did He actually call out his name? Yes, after all, he is a god, how can he hide it from the other party's gaze.

"What do you want? Or, what did you bring?" the devil began to ask.

"I hope to obtain Audience Path Sequence 8: The Mind Reader's Potion Formula." Audrey said.

"Of course, Miss Hall." The devil said without hesitation: "You only need to pay a little finger or lose half of your hair to get this potion formula."

The devil said happily: "Based on your appearance, the price of your body is much higher than that of the last customer."

Audrey: "."

Suddenly I felt that the other person was not only rude, but also very difficult to get along with.

"Can I use money as a bargaining chip?" Audrey asked tentatively.

"It's a pity, Miss Hall." The devil said: "It is up to me to decide what should be used as a bargaining chip. Of course you are not short of money, but obviously, I am not short of it."

Audrey's red lips parted slightly, wanting to ask the other party, is the agreement fair?

But she restrained herself, questioning a god was not a rational choice.

"You seem to be doubting my fairness." The devil saw through her thoughts, but was not angry. He even explained: "I have always been fair. Don't worry, the chips I give are all equal."

But it is unacceptable to others.

Audrey suddenly realized that this is the scary thing about Mr. Devil. He is fair, but that fairness is what Mr. Devil himself considers to be fair. He puts a price on everything.

"I understand, Mr. Devil." Audrey still maintained her politeness, "Then, I give up obtaining the mind-reading potion formula."

"Of course, transactions are always voluntary." The devil said: "So, what can you sell to me?"

Darkness surged.

"If the demand he raised does not reach a deal, will Mr. Devil take the initiative to seek a deal?" Audrey observed all this with the instinct of the audience: "Moreover, Mr. Devil should always put forward an unacceptable price. This As a result, so-called transactions often turn into unilateral sales.”

With the example of Mr. Sun, Audrey said directly: "I hope to sell a copy of Sequence 9: The Spectator's Potion Formula."

"300 gold pounds, Miss Hall." The devil said: "You will soon receive an anonymous account and password."

"Then, deal done."

The darkness faded, and Audrey stroked her delicate chin and fell into deep thought.

Mr. Devil is indeed dangerous, but he follows certain rules. If you can find the points that can be exploited, maybe contact with Mr. Devil is not a bad thing.

Even in the worst possible outcome, the Tarot Society is just one more way to sell materials and knowledge.

"The impromptu party is over."

Mr. Fool's voice came from above.

Audrey and Yang Yang stood up quickly: "Follow your will."

The crimson color swept past, leaving only the figure of the Fool sitting alone on the high-backed chair above the gray mist.

He took a deep breath.

"I got some more rules about the devil."

"It seems that if you want to make a deal with the devil in the future, you have to be more careful."

"However, let's deal with the most important thing first. I have been delayed above the gray fog for too long. It may be almost dawn."

His spirituality reaches towards the crimson stars.

"Devil, I have fulfilled my promise."

"So, tell me, what will happen after dawn?"

I have been in the car for more than ten hours today, and I have just arrived home. I am posting the chapters in the notebook that I wrote on the road and the battery has run out long ago.

It’s too late and I don’t have time to update. I will update tomorrow.