Chapter 1183 (1/2)

So she breathed out a little and said——

”(blood language) I'm a businessman, Ms. copper hand. Therefore, I'm afraid I will only use the thinking mode of businessmen to think about problems. ”

Copper hands continue to chew and nod, like you continue to say.

”(blood language) I think there should be only one way to make your blood and our human beings get along well with each other - trading.”

”(blood language) if your blood can create any labor products and use these things to trade with us, I believe that with the trade, it must be mutual recognition and in-depth communication between us.”

Ariel thought she had a good idea.

Although the idea is very good, she also feels that her idea may have great limitations.

This limitation comes from that she doesn't know what other methods can solve the current problem, so she has to first pull the problem to her best field, and then rely on her own experience and knowledge to see if she can find a way out.

However, after hearing Ariel's remarks, the copper hand couldn't help laughing.

She spits out the completely chewed leaves in her mouth, throws them aside in a similar waste bin, and says slowly——

”(blood language) transaction? That sounds very good. In fact, I also think you Terrans should think of this sooner or later. ”

Immediately, she recovered from her original slightly lazy sitting posture to a serious sitting posture, the smile on her face gradually closed, and her scarlet eyes revealed a trace of steadiness and... Cold.

”(blood language) who do you want us to kill?”

Ariel was stunned. For a moment, she thought she didn't understand each other's words, so she quickly asked back.

Unfortunately, the copper hand still answered Ariel's question in turn with such a question.

”(blood language) I think... You may be mistaken. I don't want you to kill anyone for me... ”

Ariel waved her hand again and again to bring the topic down.

The copper hand on the opposite side opened his mouth, showing a look of disdain, and slowly said: ”(blood language) who don't want us to kill? What do you want to do between our night people and you humans? ”

This time, she asked Ariel directly. Looking at her ugly expression, the copper hand continued: ”(blood language) our night family has strong power. Even the weakest members can easily kill more than ten or twenty of you at night. Is this the only power you humans can see us? You don't want to exchange money for our strength. What else can you exchange? Hehe, take our hands or arms to show, as some of your strange collections of high nobles? ”

Ariel knew that this was a mockery of the period just now when human beings must witness with their own eyes that the thieves in the blood clan were cut off.

However, Ariel now doesn't want to focus on the topic just now, but really think about how to make these blood families create some products that can be used to trade with humans?

It is better that these trading goods cannot be made by ordinary humans, or they need a lot of cost to make.

Woo woo... Damn, it's so hard!

The more I think about it, the more Ariel feels that things are really troublesome now!

In her original plan, shouldn't these blood families automatically get along well with humans after coming to Pelican city and working in their own factories? It's better now. They all look like they are dying. This is a situation completely opposite to their original assumption!

Moreover, the more she thought, the more Ariel felt that the copper hand was right.

For humans who can move around 24 hours, the ability of blood race, which can only move at night, to expand is too weak. Yes, they do have great power and many strange abilities. It can even be said that each blood clan has a strong affinity for blood magic.

But so what? These things are OK if they are to be employed. They don't need to create anything independently.

But what can they make with such talent to trade with humans?

Hehe, is the pottery made by the powerful blood clan stronger than that made by ordinary humans? Or can the wine brewed by the powerful blood clan at night be more sweet than the wine brewed by ordinary people during the day?

Just thinking about it, Ariel began to feel that her thoughts about these blood families were too frivolous and taken for granted.

Now there are not a hundred tools at your disposal.

But more than 100 other races that have their own consciousness, have their own ideas, and are generally excluded by ordinary human beings.

If you want to reunite with such a force, maybe your previous ideas are too childish

Ariel lowered her head and remained silent.

Seeing that she is so depressed now, the copper hand opposite has changed from sitting upright to a very relaxed and lazy posture again. She smiled and said: ”(blood language) don't worry, human girl. We have plenty of time. I'll give you a little advice. ”

Ariel raised her head and looked at the copper hand in front of her with dim eyes.

Although the copper hand in front of her can't be said to have much charm, it's strange that her body now emits a faint aroma?

”(blood language) instead of persuading us, you might as well persuade you that it's better to be human.” Copper stretched his hand, got up from the wooden pier, continued to fork his waist with one hand and said slowly, ”(blood language) we night people really have time. We can wait another 100 years. Through these three months of observation, I found that compared with us, you humans are the most radical race. As long as you Terrans don't take the initiative to fight with us, our village chiefs can restrain our men. Sneaking around may happen occasionally, but we won't take the initiative to attack you humans. You can rest assured of this. ”

ETUDE closed her eyes, raised her head, and sniffed again, and suddenly she said, ”(blood),” bronze lady, ”what brand of (ethnic) perfume do you use? Where did you get it? ”

The copper hand, who was still condescending, was stunned on the spot.

Obviously, for Ariel's sudden change of topic now, she can't answer some words, even some don't know what to say.

”(kinship) what... Tax? What? ”

It was the turn of the ETUDE, but she immediately realized that there was no word ”perfume” in the blood language.

”(blood language) it's... It's the smell on you. Light, some smoky taste, with a little spicy feeling. This taste is very special. Will you match this... Fragrance prop with strange but strong taste? ”

Just now, Ariel's consciousness focused on how to reconcile the contradiction between Terran and blood race, so she didn't notice much. But now, once I find this smell, I always feel that this smell seems to be in the whole room, and it is getting stronger and stronger.