met free Chapter 1266: Can chew the leaves of the sacred tree
Chapter 1266: Can chew the leaves of the sacred tree
Chapter 1266: Can chew the leaves of the sacred tree
No wonder Diakos' eyes sparkled. The trade route it opened up could actually share the profits? Doesn't that mean that after opening up a trade route, it can just sit back and collect money?
"That's about right. From now on, I will take 5% of the profits from any trade that the Chamber of Commerce conducts through my trade routes. I can collect money without doing anything. I should be able to collect crystals without doing anything." Diakos said with a smile.
"How long can you keep it? Will you be given a 5% commission for every transaction? Are others willing to keep giving it? If you leave the Chamber of Commerce and do private transactions, you won't get any money at all, right?" Negris said.
Diakos rubbed his hands and said, "The president said that he guaranteed me that I would receive the trade tax for at least ten years. If I still can't control the trade route after ten years, then I'm a fool and he won't care about me anymore."
"Uh, what does that mean? How do we control the trade routes? Can the trade routes be locked up and not let others use them?" Nagris asked in confusion.
"There are too many methods. The president said that by building logistics, building post stations, building caravans, building guard teams, building... building bandit groups... we can basically control the trade routes firmly." Diakos said.
"Good man, this damn profiteer has taught you everything. That's why you want to buy our stick insects and use them as pack animals, right?" Negris complained.
He even taught them how to form a bandit gang to increase transportation costs and force the caravans to use escort services. It turns out he didn't hide the silver coins.
"Yes, sir, your stick insect has a brand. I thought you brought it for sale. Most of the ones sold here are flightless species. The flying species are too powerful. Without the forbidden brand, I can't control them." Diakos said.
Even Gompasa, who was once the lowest level of the earth class, is a descendant, much stronger than a sub-descendant like Diakos. It's just that in the slave market, the descendants pulled up may be slaves, but sub-descendants usually come to buy slaves.
Anthony then asked, "How long have you been here? Tell us about the situation here. For example, how many people are there? What is produced? What is the demand? How many forces are there? Who governs this place? And so on."
"Yes, sir. I have been here for a long time. I arrived before the second light disaster. Oh, they don't call it a light disaster here, they call it the boiling of the divine star. I can't calculate the exact population. This place is too big. I have been here for so long, but I haven't even turned two leaves.
Two leaves may sound insignificant, but each leaf is almost 2,000 kilometers long and 1,000 kilometers wide, and it is double-sided. After turning the two leaves, that is 8 million square kilometers...
The side facing downwards faces the sun and is the sunny side. When a light disaster occurs, few people can stay there. The side where they are now is the shady side. Although there is no direct sunlight, the surrounding leaves will reflect the light and the light level is not low.
"The main products produced here are Origin Crystals, which are of this type. They contain powerful Origin Power, which is something that every Divine Star Clan and Sub-Clan needs. As for the demand..." At this point, Diakos smiled bitterly:
"I really don't know what the people here need. They don't need to eat or drink, nor do they need to study to make money. They won't die as long as the God Star is destroyed. Even the light-blocking cloaks that everyone in my tribe wants are not liked by the descendants here. They are not as fragile as us, and when the light disaster comes, they will adapt after enduring it."
"I haven't opened up any trade routes yet, just like a story the president told me: a shoemaker came to a new continent, only to find that people here didn't wear shoes." Diakos said distressedly.
Anthony comforted him, "Go on, and I'll tell you what the ethnic groups here need."
Diakos looked at Anthony doubtfully and continued, "The manager here is the tree god. It protects all living things, but it usually doesn't care about our fights. If anyone fights, the tree god won't care. Just don't burn this place down."
Negris couldn't help rolling his eyes. The temperature on the sunny side here was several thousand degrees, which could even melt rocks. Who could burn this place?
But everyone understood what Diakos meant. The tree gods would not care about fights and brawls. They would probably kill or injure some people, and the sacred trees of all realms would not care either, because plants are very "natural", and birth, aging, sickness and death are all part of nature. As long as there is no large-scale extinction, they probably won't care.
But the tree god is still the tree god. Now this sacred tree of all worlds is parasitized by the Kuman snake, and no one knows what its personality is.
"The Tree God doesn't care about trivial matters, but usually there are some Void Tree People and high-level God Star Clan people to maintain order. However, I don't know what happened recently. The leader of the Void Tree People disappeared, and only some ordinary Void Tree People and God Star Clan people are left. A few days ago, the God Tree threw out a vine and it went to an unknown place. I guess something must have happened outside." Diakos suddenly lowered his voice and said in a low voice.
Nagris curled his lips and said, "This Void Treeman leader, isn't he called Mort?"
Diakos was stunned for a moment: "It is indeed called Mort, how did you know?"
Nagris curled his lips and said nothing. Of course he knew that Mort had been killed by the Blue God Star.
After introducing what he knew, Diakos asked, "Sir, do you know what the Divine Star Clan needs?"
As a descendant of the Star God, Diakos didn't even know what the Star God people needed, so how could Anthony dare to say he knew? It was a little unconvinced.
Anthony smiled faintly: "Life needs are divided into five levels. The lowest level is physiological needs, such as eating, drinking water, and sleeping. The Divine Star Clan does not have these, and neither do you, the Second Clan, right?"
Diakos nodded.
"The second is safety needs. You wanted to buy a blackout cloak, was it because the light disaster made you unsafe?" Anthony asked.
Diakos nodded thoughtfully.
"Next are social needs, respect needs, and self-actualization needs. Apart from anything else, do you know what the stick insect's strongest need is? It wants to upgrade. It can't fly, and it wants to upgrade to a flying species." Anthony gestured to Gampasa and said.
As expected of a businessman, Diakos blinked and immediately realized something was wrong. He looked at Gampasa, then at Anthony, and asked in shock: "It can't fly? But now... can you upgrade it?"
Anthony nodded and was about to say something when Angel, who had been squatting on the ground, suddenly stood up.
In the pit at Ang's feet, among the broken shells, a shiny black insect fluttered its wings, gnawed on the wood in the pit, and laid an egg with great effort.
Nagris was trembling with fear. Although he knew that Ang would succeed, he was still shocked after he completed it. In just half an hour, Ang had cultivated an insect that could withstand temperatures of thousands of degrees and even gnaw on the leaves of the sacred tree.