"I wonder what the Demon Tribe eats. If they don't eat food, what can I sell to them?"
Xiao Feng suddenly noticed this problem.
"What if they eat batteries? Or they don't eat at all?"
"Besides, the Demon Tribe is about to invade Blue Star. Selling things to them would be betraying humanity."
"Maybe I could sell them something poisonous? That would be helping humanity in a way!"
"Or sell them gutter oil food!"
Thinking of this, Xiao Feng couldn't help but feel proud of his idea.
He then opened the trading system.
The trading system required the input of space coordinates.
Xiao Feng entered the space coordinates of the Demon Tribe.
Immediately, a progress bar appeared.
The next moment, a list of names appeared on the virtual screen in front of him.
**[Jili Guala]**
**[Kang Ni Ji Wa]**
**[Wasa]**
**[Suo De Si Nai]**
...
A series of strange names appeared.
