Chapter 254: Chapter 168 A Whole New Trade Method (One More Update)_2
Taking a book from the Goddess of Art, she flipped through the pages to see the strong and seductive human figures, and giggled for a while. Suddenly, with a fierce look in her eyes, she said seriously, “I declare that no thing may replicate you.”
This statement sounded utterly bizarre, but when Liuzi looked at the book, the information prompt on his glasses suddenly told him that the book could no longer be replicated.
Xiemen Waidao had the same glasses and saw the same message.
He skeptically tried to replicate the book and was surprised to find that no matter what method he used, the content of the book could not be copied.
Even attempting to manually transcribe it was impossible; all means of replicating these drawings were rendered ineffective. The specific principle was unclear.
“What’s going on here?” Liuzi asked, puzzled.
“The power of gods.” The Goddess of Art proudly puffed up her chest, “We gods are the embodiment of the Law, and we can command the world to accomplish things within our capacity. Although I have been reincarnated, as long as my desire to appreciate art is satisfied, then I can make slight adjustments to the world. The same principle applied to the jailbreak before.”
“I see, a reality interferer.” Liuzi nodded.
“Yeah, changing reality according to one’s thoughts, that must be it.” Xiemen Waidao also nodded, “But judging from the performance, she must be a Rookie Level reality interferer.”
“So basically, you just won’t believe that I am a god,” the Goddess of Art huffed in dissatisfaction.
“Who would believe someone who drools over art pieces every day is a god,” Liuzi snorted also, “and a goddess at that.”
“You!”
“Cut the crap and come over here to add an anti-copying mark to these, and if you do a good job, tonight you’ll be rewarded with one.”
“Yay!”
Encouraged by the promise of new drawings, the Goddess of Art quickly forgot the discrimination she had faced and began to focus on anti-counterfeiting.
With the help of the Goddess of Art, the anti-counterfeiting issue was smoothly resolved.
Every drawing was now anti-counterfeited, which slowed down the printing process, but it actually reduced the number of copies, further increasing the rarity of the artwork.
After resolving the anti-counterfeiting issue, the next step was to sell them.
Every pirate had a registered number, and just wandering near a planet would get them discovered, followed by arrest and a bullet straight to the head, no trial necessary.
The nearby black markets were no good either. The Freedom Alliance was just a small group, and artworks were likely to attract strong opponents. In that case, forget about making money; living through it would be a problem.
Stuck on this issue for a while, Xiemen Waidao finally came up with an idea.
“Let’s go robbing.”
“Hold on!” Liuzi held his head, “I get your itching for a crime, but not every solution involves robbery, okay?”
“You misunderstood me. I mean, let’s rob merchant ships.”
Following the polar bear in silence, Short Tail began to ponder what this so-called business could be.
Are we to help transport some drugs, or is it about a ransom?
As Short Tail indulged in his wild speculations, he arrived at a simple office and then saw the large chair.
Then, the chair spun around, and Xiemen Waidao the squirrel appeared, looking down at the rabbit below him with a voice feigned to be hoarse, “Welcome, Sir Short Tail.”
Short Tail bowed and took a seat in the chair pushed over by the polar bear.
After sitting down, he looked at Xiemen Waidao in front of him and asked, “May I know how to address you?”
“Xiemen Waidao.”
“...A unique name. You aren’t an ordinary squirrel, but an Envoy of an Outer God, right?”
“You’re quite insightful. How did you figure that out?”
“The name is peculiar; typically, that’s characteristic of an Envoy of the Outer Gods. We merchants need to be knowledgeable about many things, so these kinds of details are generally things we can find out about.”
Xiemen Waidao looked at the rabbit opposite him with satisfaction.
It’s a pleasure to deal with intelligent people, and even more so if they are as greedy as they are clever.
Using silence to heighten the atmosphere of the moment, Xiemen Waidao continued, “My subordinates must have already told you, I want to conduct a piece of business with you.”
“Yes, please tell me, what business is it?”
“Not so fast, take a look at this first.”
With a snap of his fingers, the polar bear handed over a beautifully wrapped painting.
The world was not short of beautiful things, but the object on the cover of the painting made Short Tail catch his breath and left him speechless for a moment.
Oh, Wealth God above, this thing is too artistic.
The intense shock left Short Tail stunned. The emotional impact of the art hit him like a hammer, smashing onto his forehead, causing his mind to buzz.
Especially after he turned to the first page, he felt as if he were facing an angel, experiencing an unprecedented wave of emotion that seemed to reveal why he had lived up to this day.
Holding the painting, his face streaming with tears, he said, “Oh Wealth God, is this the gift you have granted me before I die?”
Watching his excited reaction, Liuzi said quietly from a hidden spot, “Isn’t his reaction a bit exaggerated?”
The Goddess of Art beside him glanced at Liuzi with dissatisfaction and retorted, “You’re just a drawer, what do you know about art.”
Liuzi looked back at the Goddess of Art, deciding to drain whatever value was left in this person and then ditch her without mercy!
Such rampant insanity can’t be kept.