Chapter 501

"Hollowed out..." SABEL's expression became so stiff for the first time. The black market they were in was already a large one among the moral mother stars. Unexpectedly, they hollowed out all their family assets and still couldn't get together 1.5 million Mora.

"Forget it, it's a big deal to separate part of the interests. We'll go to the black market in other cities to collect funds!" Although it will slightly lose some profits, it is better than losing this business.

"I went to contact the black market in the main city of kunsha. There are some friends I know. There should be no big problem getting more than 100000 or 200000 trillion Mora coins." Rollos immediately began to contact friends in the black market in other cities.

"I also know some people who do money business. SABEL, you've been around for so long. Should you know some other friends?"

"OK, within half an hour, transfer all the available Mora coins to my account, and I'll solve the rest." Although she didn't want to ask her other brothers and sisters for help, SABEL couldn't care so much at this time!

Forty minutes later, she almost hollowed out the whole black market and used all the relationships that SABEL could use. She finally collected 1.5 million trillion Mora coins for Fang jueyu.

In order to facilitate use and calculation, there is also a token called moral coins on moral planet. Each moral coin represents one trillion, that is, one trillion moral coins.

This kind of moral coin has no particularly high value. It is like a check. It is just an equivalent for convenience.

1.5 million molars were directly transferred to Fang jueyu's account through SABEL's cosmic bank account.

"Fortunately, I didn't disgrace my life." SABEL wiped the sweat on her forehead, which was the largest money exchange business she had ever done so far, and Fang jueyu's 50000 trillion cosmic coins also won the largest part of them. Relying on these cosmic coins, she even had the opportunity to expand her own currency exchange!

"It's hard, sister SABEL." Fang jueyu knew it was not a very simple thing through SABEL's state when she was mobilizing funds just now. "If it's so troublesome, I might as well go directly to Muyun bank to exchange."

"Brother Fang, that's different. If you go to Muyun bank to exchange, it's a ratio of 1:25. Without any water, you'll lose 250000 trillion Mora coins. This is a small number."

"In fact, I don't care," Fang jueyu said indifferently. "I'll earn more. In fact, this 50000 trillion universal coin was only worth 1.25 trillion Mora coins, isn't it? I'm not at a loss. "

"Shit!" If Fang jueyu hadn't been on the side, he would have scolded his mother directly if he took the picture. This is a 250000 trillion Mora coin, a 10000 trillion universe coin. This is not a 10000 universe coin!

Ten thousand trillion cosmic coins can buy five silver wings like Fang jueyu. He doesn't care at all.

"Brother Fang, can I venture to ask how much money you have?" Natu asked weakly.

"Well... If I spend all my money on that silver wing demon, will it be enough for you to count for hundreds of lives?"

"Do you want to pull hatred like that?" If natu were an earthling, he would have begun to spit fragrance, "come on, you are a master who doesn't care about numbers at all. I recognize it now."

"Now that we have all our money, brother natu, why don't you take me to the slave exchange on the black market?" Fang jueyu can't wait.

"Why do I have a cold sweat for those slave traders?" Natu still remembers that Fang jueyu just said that he was going to buy 10000 level 7 or so gods. He was not sure whether there were 10000 ordinary gods in the hands of the slave traders in the black market.

"If I knew you were so rich, I would go into the slave business. I would make a lot of money today!" Said natu angrily.

"Hahaha, brother natu, if you have any friends in slave business, you might as well introduce them to me directly. They will always give you a big commission?"

"Brother Fang, you're kidding." natu's back cools. In fact, he can get some commission when he introduces business to SABEL. SABEL makes a lot of money and he also has a mouthful of soup to drink.

This is a big business of tens of thousands of trillion cosmic coins. Even if it is just a mouthful of soup, it is equivalent to the tax revenue of his hundreds of planets for hundreds of years.

500 billion cosmic money, which was directly transferred to his account by SABEL just now, which is almost enough for him to buy a good private spaceship.

"Hey." Natu sighed. It would be nice if he really knew a slave merchant. Maybe if he walked around with Fang jueyu, he could earn several trillion cosmic dollars, and even buy a private spaceship of class IV civilization.

Even his brothers and sisters, there are few people who can afford to fly a class IV spaceship.

Those rich people leak a little money from their fingers. It's enough for them to eat for a lifetime.

"I think my son, the master of three-level civilization, is just like a fake." Natu has always felt that he is quite rich and has a good face in this universe. Only today did he know what a real rich man is.

"If this boy goes to Muyun bank, will he directly exchange the bank for bankruptcy?" Taking the picture, I couldn't help guessing.

Originally, SABEL wanted to keep them for a meal, but Fang jueyu was anxious to go to the slave market. She didn't want to stay any longer. Moreover, the large amount of money she had just made was waiting for her to distribute the income. She was busy enough for the next period of time.

The slave trading market is the most important part of the whole black market and the place with the largest population flow. It just looks strange. It is not like an ordinary trading market, but like the arena of ancient Rome on earth.

"Brother Fang, this is the hard trading market!"

"The slave market looks really strange. Why is it like an arena?" Fang jueyu asked puzzled.

"Hahaha, you're right. This slave market is also half an arena," natu explained. "There are a large number of slave traders in every black market. They also need competition, so they must prove that their slaves are better than others, so they need this competition to improve the value of their slaves."

"So it is." Fang jueyu nodded, which was understandable.

Entering the slave market, all kinds of cries came from all directions. Most slave traders were soliciting customers like peddlers.

"The slaves of the Warhammer family come and have a look. They are born with divine power, rough skin and thick flesh. They are very suitable for coolies. The first-order Qianyuan people only need 1000 molas, and the ninth order Qianyuan people only need 100000 molas. Don't miss it when you pass by!"

"Shit!?" Fang jueyu stood stupidly in front of a stall.

On the earth, a first-class master of potential yuan is enough to become the core figure of a national power organization, sitting on countless wealth and power. In the black market of moral civilization, there is only one 1000 Mora coin. Converted, one is only 40 universal coins!

"Isn't it too cheap?" Fang jueyu kept twitching at the corners of his mouth, "it's the price of pheasants!"