Eminem Speros opened his eyes wide and gawked at the silver-haired boy sitting on the golden throne in front of him.
His chapped and dehydrated lips kept shaking.
"God ... the gods really exist ...! !"
Plop.
He knelt to the ground in Kahn, very pious way:
"Great God, please help me, I will give anything!"
Kahn heard his words and laughed.
"Please look up, Mr. Eminem Speros."
The little old man Eminem looked up and looked at Kahn's eyes full of reverence and entreaties.
Kahn looked at him, and all his attributes emerged in his eyes.
[Terran, 67, wizard of the fifth order, magic prop merchant …]
"Mr. Eminem Speros."
Kahn stood up from the golden chair, and the modern golden chair disappeared.
"I'm not a god. My name is Kahn. Like you, I'm a businessman."
"Businessman ...?"
Eminem one leng.
"Right."
Kahn nodded and smiled, "So it's useless for you to pray to me. As a businessman, I can only trade with you."
When Kahn said he was not a god, Eminem was disappointed, but at the same time he was relieved.
After all, it's a lot of pressure to face a god.
Next.
Kahn briefly introduced and told him about this space and the rules of trading with him.
Eminem Speros accepted it quickly.
After listening to Kahn.
He immediately said, "Great Mr. Kahn, if possible, I hope to trade with you pure drinking water, the more the better."
Kahn smiled, "Water is not a problem, but what are you going to exchange?"
"How about a crystal coin ...?"
Eminem asked tentatively.
Kahn smiled.
This guy is also a businessman, and he is still calculating at this time.
"Mr. Eminem Speros, water really isn't worth much, but it depends on when."
"I don't know the price of a crystal coin in your world."
"Maybe in your world, a crystal coin can indeed exchange a lot of water, but now ..."
Kahn looked at Eminem, and his eyes seemed to see through his heart.
"If I didn't guess wrong, you should be in an extremely water-deficient place now."
"Your body has reached its limit."
"If you don't drink water again, you will die!"
"Water is nothing at ordinary times, but for you now, water is a necessity to save your life. If you think your life is only worth a crystal coin, please go back."
After listening to what he said.
Eminem scratched his head in embarrassment.
It's seen through ...
Can't help it.
In order to survive, we have to bleed.
Eminem took out a bottle of medicine from the package behind him.
"Great Mr. Kahn, this is a magic potion. After drinking it, it can quickly heal the wound. How about I trade this potion with you for clean water?"
Kahn looked at his full package, took the red bottle of magic potion, and nodded, "Yes."
The little old man Eminem immediately face a pleased.
This is it?
Great!
This bottle of medicine is of low value among his magic props.
I thought it was going to bleed out.
I didn't expect it to be so easy.
Pa!
Kahn snapped his fingers.
A small glass of water appeared in front of Eminem.
Eminem's face froze.
"Great Mr. Kahn, this, this is …?"
"The water you want."
"It's water, yes, but this weight, isn't it a little ... less?"
"Less?"
Kahn smiled, "Mr. Eminem Speros, after my assessment, this magic potion you took out can only be exchanged for so much water of life."
Looking at the silver-haired boy with a smile in front of him, Eminem Speros's mouth twitched.
What a black-hearted profiteer! !
"What's the matter? Mr. Eminem, aren't you satisfied with this deal? If not, we can cancel the transaction. "
"No, don't cancel! Satisfied! I am very satisfied! That's it! "
The little old man Eminem hurried, his heart dripping with blood.
Usually, he is the only one who kills others, but one day he will be killed.
He took the small glass of water in the air.
I can't bear thirst any longer.
Drink it off.
Cool water ran down the thirsty throat.
It seems that the land of long drought attracts rain.
What a cool word!
The only drawback is that there are too few.
Eminem drank it in one gulp, lifted the cup, looked up, and let the last few drops of water drip into his mouth along the wall of the cup.
He licked the chapped corners of his mouth, wanting more.
Too little!
I want to drink more! More! !
Eminem's heart is shouting loudly.
It's not good to drink. Once you drink it, you are eager to drink more.
This desire from life instinct completely transcends reason.
He immediately dug out a few magic props from the parcel and took them to Kahn.
"Great Mr. Kahn, the value of these magic props is higher than that of the bottle of magic potion. I will exchange these with you for more water! ! Please give me more water! !"
Kahn smiles brightly:
"Of course it's no problem."
It's rare to meet such a good sheep.
Be sure to kill him this time!
Nothing in that package can escape!