"How many for how many?" Hearing Fang jueyu's tone, SABEL smiled directly.
Although SABEL and natu are on an equal footing, their age is not at the same level. Although SABEL looks young, a human source can easily live for thousands of years. SABEL is already over 500 years old.
In this black market of moral civilization, she has been wandering for more than 200 years before she created her own industries. Her accumulated wealth over the years is not even much less than that of a master of second-order civilization, and her annual income absolutely exceeds billions of cosmic coins!
To tell the truth, she is willing to make friends with natu. She just looks at the friendship between her two fathers. Otherwise, natu is really not qualified to make friends with her.
Because of her outstanding management ability, her business is growing. SABEL's father has invested a lot of cosmic coins in her currency exchange. The exchange here can definitely meet more than one-third of the needs of the black market!
After doing money business here for more than 200 years, SABEL has never heard anyone say that she wants to replace all the mora coins circulating there, which is an astronomical figure.
"Brother Fang, sister Fang has been doing business here for 200 years, but she hasn't seen you speak so loudly," SABEL said in a very thin tone. "Although your spaceship is expensive, it should be bought by your elders? First time out? "
"Sister SABEL has good eyesight. It's really the first time I left our civilization."
"Who brought the task of his elders to buy slaves?" SABEL is trying to find out how much money Fang jueyu will bring.
Fang jueyu may not have much money, but his background is not good. If he was ordered by his family to buy it, it is not impossible to bring thousands of trillion cosmic coins.
But even thousands of trillion cosmic coins can't exhaust all her working capital.
"No, it's my father who got a ticket to the cosmic slave Expo, so let me come out and increase my experience. I may buy some back."
"That's right." SABEL's eyes were faintly disappointed. In this way, Fang jueyu probably wouldn't have too much money. It's estimated that it's good to have tens of trillions of cosmic coins, isn't it?
However, tens of trillions of cosmic money is not a small business. There are countless black markets on the whole moral planet. According to her usual passenger flow, tens of trillions of cosmic money is almost the total amount of business in a day.
"Brother Fang, how many slaves are you going to buy back?"
"I'm going to buy 10000 for the time being." Fang jueyu replied.
"Well, it seems that your family is really not small. There are so many energy source level slaves. Is it to take care of the place to live for you?" Obviously, both natu and SABEL believe that the 10000 slaves Fang jueyu wants are only at the level of energy source.
"In this way, how about we exchange 50 trillion cosmic coins for our brothers? I won't let you lose on the exchange rate. 1:29 is a very fair exchange rate. "
"Well, it's OK. If you go to other currency exchanges, you can only get a ratio of 1:28."
"Huh? Only 50 trillion? Maybe it's not enough. Isn't it that the cheapest gods and slaves need about 10 billion cosmic coins? " Fang jueyu showed a natural expression.
"Wait!" Natu and SABEL suddenly realized that they seemed to have misinterpreted Fang jueyu's meaning, "brother Fang, what you want to buy is not a slave of the energy source level?"
"No, I'm going to buy 10000 slaves at the God power level. If I can buy them, I also want to buy some slaves at the controller level." Even natu is protected by several divine powers. How can it be justified if he doesn't have several controllers and bodyguards?
"Xiao Yi, what kind of slaves do you think I should buy?"
"Host, I think the civilization that is about to come to the earth should be one of those who have been to the earth. If they know the situation of the earth, it is estimated that they will send a group of warriors at the level of divine power in addition to the cosmic warships. Of course, the number will not be particularly large and the strength will not be particularly strong. 10000 divine powers above level 7 are absolutely enough to deal with it."
The situation Xiao Yi envisaged is already the worst. You know, on average, there are not many divine beings in a secondary civilization.
"The price of an ordinary race of seventh-order gods should be about 2 trillion cosmic coins. If there are 10000, I have to prepare 200 billion cosmic coins. One trillion is equal to one trillion, that is, 20000 trillion. Tut Tut, this way of calculating numbers is really not used to."
"Host, aren't you going to try to buy several master level warriors? Simply prepare 50000 trillion cosmic coins! "
"Well, it should be almost enough. If it doesn't work, it's enough to exchange one before the official cosmic slave Expo."
"Sister SABEL, I'm going to exchange 50000 trillion cosmic coins. Can you exchange so many Mora coins for me?"
"What? Five... Five trillion? " Hearing this amazing figure, natu and SABEL couldn't calm down. He was close to 1.5 trillion Mora coins. Did he want to buy 10000 slaves at the peak of divine power?
What the hell is he doing? Is it to build a three-level civilization?
Natu's father is the master of a three-level civilization, and only hundreds of thousands of God powers can be mobilized under his hands! As for those above the seventh level, only 100000 will survive.
They are not even sure whether they can buy 10000 level 7 or above supernatural powers on the black market. Where is he buying slaves? Is he fucking wholesale or purchasing?
"Sister SABEL, don't you have so many Mora coins?" Fang jueyu noticed the embarrassment on SABEL's face. It's impossible for such a large fourth level civilization to have millions of trillion Mora coins, right?
Of course, it's just millions of trillion Mora coins, even tens of millions or even hundreds of millions of trillion. Such a large civilization can naturally be taken out.
But I know that there are countless banks in the whole civilization, and there are countless large and small banks on moral's mother planet alone.
As for the black market, there are thousands on the planet, and there are thousands of currency exchange houses with the same scale as SABEL. She controls only a small part, which is enough for her normal operation.
God wants to do such a big business one day?
SABEL looked at Fang jueyu's expression as if she were joking. If the business was really done, her profits would even be equivalent to decades of business. How could she miss such a big business?
"Yes! Yes! " Fearing that this business would not succeed, SABEL immediately began to calm Fang jueyu.
"Give me an hour!" Indeed, SABEL really doesn't have so many Mora coins. I'm afraid the working capital she can put together is about 300000 trillion.
But you know, she is not the only currency exchange in the black market.
"Brother Fang, please sit down for a while. Since you are a friend of natu brothers, that is my friend, I will give you a ratio of 1:30 for this exchange business. Give me an hour, and I will certainly get you 1.5 million Mora."
"OK, I'll wait here." Fang jueyu was not in a hurry. He found a comfortable seat and sat down.
"Yeah? Brother natu, what's the matter with you? You have facial paralysis? " Fang jueyu suddenly noticed that natu was looking at him with a monster look.
"No, I'm really wondering if your family runs a bank in the top civilization..."