Chapter 265: The Cleaning Lady of the Demon Clan Ghost Market

Chapter 265: The Cleaning Lady of the Demon Clan Ghost Market

Chapter 265: The Cleaning Lady of the Demon Clan Ghost Market
The mountains are wild and high, with dense forests and filled with miasma.

One hundred thousand mountains is just a fictitious number. This mountainous and hilly area in the southwest of Jambu Continent covers an area of ​​tens of thousands of miles, and there are no less than one million mountains of all sizes.

In the present era, humans still mostly live in plains and river valleys. There are many uninhabited areas in the bitter cold lands of the north and the primeval forests of the south.

It is not suitable for human survival, but it is just right for the demon race who are more adaptable to the environment.

Amidst the mountains, there was a large area where all the trees had been cut down and the ground had been leveled to form a small mountain plain.

At the very center of the plain is a complex of reinforced concrete buildings, which include warehouses, buildings, helipads and material transfer yards.

This is one of the warehouses built by the Chamber of Commerce in the Shiwanda Mountains.

When the plan was first made, a large open space was reserved for the warehouse construction area, and the building complex only occupied one-tenth of the area of ​​the plain.

Outside the warehouse, many monsters moved in spontaneously and built countless sheds and tents on the small plain.

Some monsters who were not good at construction even dug holes in the ground as their shelter.

Surrounding the warehouse, a demon town has taken shape.

However, judging by human standards, it is at best a large slum.

The Chamber of Commerce did not manage the shanty towns outside the warehouses, but allowed them to grow wildly and expand at will.

The huts where the monsters live are built in a random pattern, and the roads are winding and twisting like a spider web.

However, the public security here is still acceptable. Although there are occasional cases of private fights resulting in death and unidentified corpses often appear on the roadside, there has never been a tragedy where a big monster went crazy and destroyed a large area of ​​the city.

The Chamber of Commerce doesn't bother to care about the little monsters killing each other. Monsters are natural enemies of each other, and the strong prey on the weak. Killing each other between different races is a traditional custom.

Big monsters need to be controlled only when they cause trouble. Under the strong suppression of the Bull Demon King, unspoken rules have gradually formed in the Ten Thousand Mountains.

When all the demon kings arrive at the trading town of the warehouse, they will lower their tails and act like demons. Even if they have deep hatred, they will leave the warehouse and be hundreds of miles away before taking action.

Otherwise, a huge white bull as big as a mountain would rush to the lair of the troublemaking demon king without any courtesy, and use its thick and sharp horns to completely overturn the hill where he lives.

On a muddy path in the shantytown, Wen Rui was walking side by side with the Rakshasa woman, just like a king and queen on an incognito visit, inspecting the territory and observing the people's livelihood.

"It stinks!" Wen Rui couldn't help but complain: "This stench is simply indescribable, long-lasting, mellow, and seems to be sticky. It stings the eyes and burns the throat. How can a monster living in a place like this endure it?"

The Rakshasa woman just smiled and said, "There are too many monsters, that's how it is. Of course a young man of noble birth like you can't stand it."

"In fact, I can adjust the olfactory nerves to turn odor into fragrance, and I can also form a layer of nano-filtration membrane outside the body to filter the air."

Wen Rui said: "But after all, we will be managing the Hundred Thousand Mountains in the future, and there will be a long time to deal with the monsters. It is necessary to get in touch with the ground and experience the living environment of ordinary monsters firsthand."

At this point, he paused, looked at the beautiful lady beside him, whose skin was whiter than snow and flawless, and asked in confusion: "How come you have adapted so well, and you look like you are not surprised at all?"

"I was born in the Rakshasa tribe in the Underworld. My hometown is not as good as here."

The Rakshasa woman said, "The Rakshasa tribe has a custom of blood sacrifice. They slaughter captives in the village every day and hang up the bodies and heads of the captives to intimidate the surrounding tribes. In my childhood memories, I can always smell the stench of rotting corpses."

"In addition, there is a serious lack of water in the earth. The Rakshasas drink blood and bathe in blood. The smell on their bodies is much stronger than that of monsters."

"This place is already pretty good." She pointed to the roadside as if to give an example and said, "Look, there are special monsters collecting corpses in the city. When an unknown corpse appears on the roadside, it will be cleaned up in less than half a day. Isn't that great?"

Wen Rui looked in the direction she pointed and saw several insect monsters in the form of beetles lying on a rotting rat monster corpse, gnawing at the rotten meat. "The monster species are too complex, which is also a problem."

Wen Rui frowned and said, "Well, from this point of view, the human race can establish civilization, which means they have innate advantages. As for educating the demon race, we can only take it one step at a time."

It’s no wonder that Wen Rui is helpless, the demon race is too diverse and the differences between species are huge.

Monsters that eat corpses are actually not too strange. There are many scavengers in nature, and it is normal for them to continue their habits after they transform into spirits.

Wen Rui has even seen monsters that feed on excrement.

The man and the demon continued to move forward, and soon came to an open-air square where many monsters gathered.

Some monsters were setting up stalls, piling up all kinds of goods for customers to choose and buy.

Some are performing to make a living, and some monsters with the natural powers of healing and detoxification are selling their skills and helping other monsters with their treatments.

A monster with the gift of digesting ore and regurgitating it into refined metal set up a smelting stall to process incoming materials.

Bird demons set up stalls to sell their own eggs, cow demons sold milk, aphid demons sold sweet water, and tree demons sold their own fruits...

All transactions in the market are conducted using credit coins issued by the Chamber of Commerce. It is precisely because of the emergence of this convenient equivalent that the market where the monsters spontaneously gather has prospered.

Given the average intelligence of the demon race, it is difficult to estimate the value of the items traded between the two parties during a barter.

What's more, it is difficult for so many monster tribes to find a safe and relatively fair trading environment when they gather together. They often start fighting over a disagreement or simply because they cannot understand each other's language.

Although the Chamber of Commerce did not manage the area outside the warehouse, it objectively provided general equivalents and a relatively good security environment, and the ghost market was established spontaneously.

The goods provided by the Chamber of Commerce are indeed exquisite and of high quality, but the prices are also expensive.

Ordinary monsters cannot afford the fine products of the Chamber of Commerce, so they shop in this ghost market and trade with other monsters to get what they need.

Wen Rui pointed at the bustling market and said to the Rakshasa woman, "Do you know why the human race was able to move from primitiveness to civilization?"

The Rakshasa woman cooperated well and asked, "Why?"

“Because we have experienced three major divisions of labor in society.”

Wen Rui said: "And every major division of labor promotes the development of production and commodity exchange."

"But given the current situation of the demon race being in disarray and with extremely low productivity, even if I open a class and teach them how to be civilized demons, it will be ineffective and futile."

"But driven by credit and interests, I don't need to teach the demons anything. As long as they have wisdom, they will naturally pursue a better way of life."

"I'm going to give you a profitable business right now."

Wen Rui pointed to a pile of excrement on the side of the road that had not yet been discovered by the flies: "From today on, I authorize you to sell the exclusive rights of the monster tribe's excrement to the Chamber of Commerce. This stuff is excellent fertilizer. Instead of piling it here to stink and feed the flies, it is better to collect it, ferment it, and transport it back to fertilize the fields."

The Rakshasa woman said angrily, "As your partner, you actually asked me to pick up manure for you?"

"You don't know how profitable this fertilizer business is. I won't give it to anyone else who wants to do it!"

Wen Rui curled his lips and said, "Bull Demon King has obediently become a security guard, so what's wrong with you being a cleaner? Who told you two to be uneducated? You haven't even graduated from elementary school, so you can only do these dirty and tiring jobs. If you want to get a better position from me, you should study more."

(End of this chapter)