This series of stories first convinced Mo Du that everything was to help her.
Imprisonment is not an option. Time is fast in this world if you avoid Haru's pursuit.
Pull out a god-level creature like the Deer King to endorse yourself and increase your credibility.
And finally told her that the Thieves Alliance was no longer worth leaving, and that she was the only one in the world who was still helping her...
Under Zhang Wei's calculation, Mo Du fell into the trap step by step.
Mo Du, who had also suffered a difficult childhood, still had doubts about Zhang Wei.
"You said that I have the blood of the Deer God, and all this was compiled, right? You want me to rebel against the Thieves Alliance?"
"I've told you everything I know, why would you lie to me?"
"What other world is there, the Deer God's, so far away!"
Huh?
Just after he was released, this little temper suddenly came back?
Zhang Wei still spoke like an old god: "You can investigate the matter between the Thief Alliance and Haru yourself. I believe you have the means. The world in this world is simpler, just find a populated place and ask for the date."
"Do I sound like the kind of person who tells lies that can be exposed as soon as they are exposed?"
What I really mean is that I am only interested in high-end lies.
Mo Du stood still for a long time, his little brows knitting together...
Random smiled bitterly and said: "Indeed, this kind of lie will be exposed as soon as it is poked."
Zhang Wei took out a package, which was the space equipment left by Haru.
"This is what Haru left behind when he was defeated. Do you believe it this time?"
"This is... a backpack made from the stomach of the Whale of Light!!!!"
Haru never leaves this priceless treasure!
And they are so rare that it is extremely difficult to find another one in the world.
Zhang Wei once again administered strong medicine.
"I'll give this backpack to you. Think of it as compensation for your ten years of youth."
Mo Du covered his mouth and said in shock: "You...what did you say!"
Priceless, priceless!
These four words are no joke!
At this moment, Mo Du completely gave up his doubts, because the value of this backpack was enough to buy ten of his own lives.
If you use this kind of thing to deceive yourself...you are not worthy of it!
Zhang Wei chuckled.
This backpack has a capacity of 10,000 liters, which is already an excellent space equipment.
But Zhang Wei has a collection of treasures in his hands, so this kind of backpack is meaningless.
"Take your backpack and let's go." Zhang Wei pressed for the second time.
Mo Du no longer hesitated and left far away.
Zhang Wei, on the other hand, walked away slowly in the opposite direction.
"99...98...97...21...20..."
Zhang Wei silently counted in his mind that if he exceeded this time limit, he would be in trouble.
This time is the limit of the distance between the two sides. Beyond this distance, Mo Du will most likely escape Zhang Wei's pursuit by relying on the art of transformation.
"5...4...3..."
"Wait a moment!"
Gan!
Finally here!
Zhang Wei really doesn't want to destroy the flower with his own hands.
Following a distant shout, Mo Du came running from a distance.
"Anything else?"
"Halfway through, I suddenly realized there was nowhere to go."
Mo Du had a mournful expression, but his tone was rarely cheerful.
"Why, do you still want to return to the other world?"
Mo Du was obviously startled, and then hummed: "You can defeat Haru, why should I enter the other world again! You can already protect me!"
"Huh? Why?"
"Don't you say that I have the blood of the Deer God, so the descendants of the Deer God must take care of each other?"
"Well, that makes sense."
"With the protection of someone as powerful as you, won't I be able to hit whoever I want and bully whomever I want? I won't give up on days like this."
"That's definitely not possible. Ghosts will help you bully people."
Zhang Wei didn't know whether to laugh or cry. The little girl's thoughts changed very quickly.
Zhang Weidao: "If you want to always be protected by me, there are conditions. You have to work hard."
"Ah? I still have to work!"
Mo Du lowered his head again and said reluctantly: "Then what do you want me to do? I can only steal things."
“Would it cost money?”
Mo Du was stunned for a moment.
"Is there such a good thing?"
Zhang Weidao: "I am the remnant of the Deer God. I need to worship the Deer God in the world here, and the Deer God likes orphan food that is on the verge of extinction. The more tributes and treasures they have, the more power the Deer God will reward."
"Then don't we still have to steal?"
"Bullshit! As a descendant of the Deer God, I need to steal?"
With that said, Zhang Wei took out an earthen jar from the collection hall, which was filled with white powder.
This jar was originally prepared for trading with the Secret Agents Association.
At that time, seeing their shocked expressions as if they had never seen the world before, I knew that this thing must be worth a lot of money.
"Salt...salt essence? Are all these salt essences?"
As a top thief, he studies all valuable things. Among the rarest consumables, salt essence has a place!
It is said that it can be exchanged for a thousand times the same weight of gold, and it has a price but no market!
Zhang Wei said proudly: "Take it for consumption!"
“Splurge!”
"luxury!"
"No need to save it for me!"
There is really no need to worry. Zhang Wei has resumed training in the past two days and still knocks on the salt wall every day.
Now the Collection Hall can replicate a full five kilograms a day...
The salt essence in Zhang Wei's hand already needs to be packed in sacks.
"Tell me now, will you spend money?"
"meeting!!!!"
Mo Du jumped three feet high!
Who can't do this?
If you can’t make money, can you still spend it?
Still counting lives, Mo Du felt like he would work all his life, receive commissions for normal promotions, and make a few world-shattering deals along the way.
The total amount of coffins I have saved is only over one million and less than two million beli.
One gram of salt essence can fetch at least 5,000 beli on the black market!
That's ten kilograms or ten thousand grams, which translates into fifty million beli!
If nothing happens, I will probably have to work hard for thirty lifetimes!!!
Zhang Wei handed over the salt essence, and Mo Du obviously felt that his legs were a little weak.
His hands wanted to shake, but Mo Du suppressed them desperately.
The backpack I just gave you was obviously a top-notch treasure, so why didn't you feel this kind of pressure?
Could it be that...this is Bailey's weight?
Mo Du took a breath, the power of money is so terrifying!
Zhang Weidao: "From now on, your task is to collect ingredients. The best ones are on the verge of extinction or out of print. What's more important is to protect yourself. It's a crime to have a treasure."
Mo Du could no longer describe his current mood.
Ever since I can remember, I have been fighting wild dogs for food in slums. After being adopted by the Sky Thief Alliance, I have been teaching assassination, theft and other projects all day long.
When you are fighting with your teammates in the same group, have you ever been concerned about your safety?
For these thieves, assassins, and thugs.
Life……
It's worthless.
Ten years of loneliness, and in this short hour, Mo Du had already had too many emotions.
Mo Du looked at the salt essence in his hand and suddenly laughed strangely.
"I understand, I understand!"
Zhang Wei:???
"This must be a dream, hahahaha~"
"After being locked up for so long, I actually had hallucinations."
"This Mengye is too...well, unscrupulous."
"If this illusion were more reasonable, I would definitely believe it."