Everyone is young and ignorant sometimes, even Cha, who is over five hundred years old.
The "Nine Planes in One Book" records mostly events from this century. It is barely detailed and has some accuracy, and there are no errors in the data.
Its only flaw is that the world is written so well.
In this book, it seems that every plane is a scenic spot with a pleasant climate and suitable for sightseeing - there is little communication between the planes in the Island Century, and most creatures do not know the specific conditions of other planes. Even if they know, no one Would you criticize such a popular science book?
The end of the road it writes also looks like such a scenic spot. The end of the road is not such a scenic spot.
In general scenic spots, there are always merchants selling small gifts.
There is also the end of the final path.
Except, its merchants are devils.
Real devil.
Five-hundred-year-old Yicha accidentally bought a monkey chestnut-sized bottle of silent ink from the devil. Of course, at that time, he didn't know that "buy" meant, nor did he know that after taking something, he had to pay "money" - how could he expect a demon to know about "money" when he just learned about plane travel? Woolen cloth?
In short, in his eyes, there was a guy with pointy ears, dark yellow eyes, a wrinkled face, and a pair of horns. He was carrying a basket made of unknown leather and took out a small round stone. Bottle, with a mysterious look on his face asked, "Would you like a good thing?"
The devil looked very similar to some demons - Yi Cha had a complete illusion of intimacy -
He said "Yes."
That's it.
He muddleheadedly agreed to the "devil's deal" without any conditions in acquiescence. So the devil took away things of equal value at will - the devil can take away many things.
"So what did he take?" Ke Qier was very interested. He had never heard Yicha talk about this matter in detail.
"Life forms."
"Appetite?"
"It's okay if you don't eat occasionally. I can replenish it with energy." Yi Cha shrugged.
"Feeling sleepy?"
In principle, angels don't sleep. But he knew that Icha considered this a hobby.
"Fortunately not. I will die." The devil does not necessarily need to sleep, but sleeping can regulate his thinking. He has a lot of thinking to adjust. Especially after listening to too much hell radio.
Keqier couldn't guess it.
"I lost my physical consciousness for three years. I couldn't move the right half of my body for three years." Yicha bared his teeth and smiled, just to get rid of the bad memories.
There were not many things that left him frightened, and this was definitely one of them.
"Actually, it's not bad. If only I could offer him any gems and gold I have in exchange for it before I get the bottle of ink. But I have to offer it first. If you let the devil speak first, you will have no choice but to let him do what he wants. This is I summed it up." He stretched.
"We won't take anything more. We won't ask for anything more." Ke Qier nodded worriedly, reminding himself to keep this in his mind. "It's best we don't run into the devil."
"It's best." Icha said.
…
There was a deep crack in the distance.
The sky turned pale in an instant. Then calm returned.
Icha picked up a six-sided die and listened. I found that the voice from Sariel's side was gone.
Maybe he left here with a "miracle".
It was pretty much what he expected, so it didn't cause too much of a stir in his heart.
They continued to discuss for a while.
After rummaging through every corner of his mind for information about the end of the world and "money" - Ke Qier added two "Owl's Wisdom" to them.
Echa called Ifomed and Naruf.
Ifomie said he knew nothing, and then quickly left the cramped stern of the ship. Naruf pointed out the reason with a wave of his hand. "Guys, you are going to blind me!"
They turn down their brightness.
Naruf surprisingly knew more about money than they did. It seems that what he said is true.
The era that Naruf lived in - roughly between the Expansion Century and the Real Century, all planes seemed to be prosperous and exchanges were intensive. "Money" was used very frequently at that time.
"Although we don't use it, guys from other planes do." The captain sat down on the guardrail, enjoying the heat from the bottom up.
She is currently wearing a bright red cloak with a row of beautiful beads hanging from the hem - if it weren't for the curtains, she could be said to be heroic, charming and cute. "Hey. It's just some gold and gems anyway. What's so hard about it?"
"It's not gold or stone this time. Have you ever heard of 'logic beads'?"
The captain thought idly for a moment, sniffing at an empty bottle. "That's the money from that weird place at the end of the road. It's for internal use. What do you want to do with it?"
"For... for flowers?" Ke Qier replied nervously.
"I can't get it. I've never been there! But my first mate said that thing can't be separated from the environment there. Can't you just use the zero-return coupon?"
"Return to zero coupons." Yi Cha repeated the word.
"Silence and vote." Ke Qier said.
"Return to Zero Coupon. Issued by Yu Hengzhe's Well. For such a large piece of skin, draw a circle in the middle." Naruf made a gesture about half the size of his palm and said with certainty. "Maybe the name has been changed now. Who knows! You can buy that thing anywhere."
"Times have changed, man," Icha sighed. There is a garden growing above the Yuhengzhe's Well. Now the currency called "Silent Point Coupon" is only circulated within Yuhengzhe Garden.
This is what the Island Century is like, with all kinds of connections desperately trying to break.
Every year there are fewer scholars willing to take a stroll in the Yuhengzhe Garden than the previous year.
"Oh? Really?" Naruf was surprised for half a second. "It's quite normal for such a long time." She raised her chin. "That would be difficult."
For a while, no one put forward more constructive opinions.
It seems that we still need to make some money.
Make some money.
Get some "Logic Beads" that both the "Terminus Firm" and the "Everything Guild" collect.
The easiest thing seems to be to bring gold, silver and precious stones to trade with the devil. Devil merchants accept basically any currency and sell many things - but it is always him who makes the profit.
"If nothing else works, go to the devil." Yi Cha broke the silence.
"We just said we wouldn't touch the devil," said Kircher.
"Isn't this all about making money?" Yi Cha said listlessly.
Ke Qier clenched his hands into a fist in front of his chest and shook them up and down.
"Excuse me... are there any ways to make money?" he asked Naruf awkwardly.
Yi Cha glanced at them and shook his head.
He recalled whether there was any information like "How to Make Money" in this world.
Maybe, but maybe because demons and angels don't pay much attention to the concept of "money", he couldn't think of anything similar.
Naruf is a demon anyway and is unlikely to understand this.
Despite this, the captain was very confident and waved his little hand. "Yes. Let me think about it!"
"Teacher. Uh... I'm sorry... Can I share some human experience?"
Nese didn't know when, but he emerged from the shadows on the other side.
