Chapter 287: Shura Road with no hope of change
Chapter 287: Shura Road with no hope of change
In the hall, the sounds of chewing rose and fell, as if one were in a beast's den, and even the Beheaded family were chewing on the pork.
The Rakshasa people are born physical cultivators with vitality stronger than that of cockroaches. After being precisely sutured on the automatic operating table, the family of three whose heads had been separated from their bodies for almost an hour came back to life so easily.
The method used by the contemporary Rakshasa King Varanasi to obtain Shiva's blessing was beheading. He cut off nine heads in a row, and to show his sincerity of faith, he burned the severed heads on the spot, which moved the gods.
The reason why it was burned after being cut off was because the Rakshasa's head would not die after being separated from the body, and it would heal quickly if it was sewn back together. Only by burning it could one prove the determination to give up his life.
The physical cultivation of the chief's family was not as high as that of the Rakshasa King, so it was impossible for them to heal themselves. However, after a little treatment from Wen Rui, the number one doctor in the Three Realms, they recovered quickly.
The neck that had just been sewn up was already able to swallow food, and he ate raw pork with great relish.
On the other side of the hall, Wen Rui was rummaging through the pile of gems, his face not looking good.
"Boss, you don't seem very satisfied."
The Rakshasa woman said, "The quality of these gems is extremely high. If you take them to the mortal world, each one can be exchanged for ten thousand spirit stones. If they are inlaid on magic weapons and spiritual tools, the treasures produced can be upgraded by a full rank."
She picked up a piece of fire crystal jade the size of an egg, held it in front of her eyes and examined it carefully, saying, "I only used a few thousand kilograms of meat to exchange for so many gems. The profit has increased ten thousand times. It's obviously very profitable."
"It's just a small profit. We are not here to make a quick buck and leave, but to establish a business order."
Wen Rui frowned and said, "The level of civilization of the demons is lower than I thought. I don't know how much time and energy it will take to teach them the rules of trade."
"It's not that backward. In fact, there is a market in Lanka City." The Rakshasa woman said, "But it's only a slave market."
There are generally two kinds of food that the Rakshasas rely on for survival. One is bitter tubers, and the other is monster meat containing trace amounts of toxins.
After obtaining food, Rakshasa will eat it immediately to prevent it from being stolen or rotting.
Their bodies have a strong ability to absorb nutrients. They can eat a large amount of food in one meal, which is quickly converted into nutrients and stored in the body.
In this way, one can endure hunger for a long time like a camel without dying of weakness.
Because food was too scarce and famine had lasted for many years, the demons could fall into a hibernation-like state and wake up only when the weather improved.
Because of this racial characteristic, the Rakshasas have no habit of hoarding food, and apart from weapons and a small piece of animal skin on their bodies to cover their bodies, they have no personal belongings.
This time they were able to exchange for a lot of gems because the demons in this tribe lived a relatively stable life, which led to the custom of picking up gems and wearing them to decorate themselves.
Without surplus materials, there is no foundation for the formation of business, and the business activities of the demons are very backward.
Slaves became one of the few commodities with value.
After some investigation, Wen Rui asked the tribesmen in his not-so-fluent Rakshasa language, and finally found out the business environment in the Demon Realm. He said with a bitter face, "The Demons are far less receptive to trade than the Monsters. The Monsters live next to the humans, so they can at least observe and imitate, and have understood how trade works."
"Before the Chamber of Commerce warehouse was built in the Ten Thousand Mountains, there were already demon tribe villages trying to trade with nearby human countries." "Therefore, it is much easier to promote credit currency among the demon tribe."
At this point, Wen Rui looked at the group of demons eating raw meat and drinking blood on the other side of the hall, scratched his head and said, "Is it because this place is too remote? It will probably take hundreds of years for these wild demons to learn how to make money and spend money."
He stroked his chin and said, "The worst thing is that the demons have a very long lifespan and a very slow iteration rate. It takes hundreds of years for the younger generation, who are more receptive to new things and new concepts, to be replaced. How can I have so much time to waste here?"
The Rakshasa woman spread her hands and said, "That's why I escaped from the Demon Realm. There is absolutely no hope here."
"Alas..." Wen Rui sighed: "It seems that the extinction of some races is inevitable. The demons are much more difficult to educate than the monsters."
The Rakshasa woman was not worried about the future of her race at all. Instead, she felt a little secretly happy and asked expectantly, "Do you think this place is really worthless to develop and plan to give up? When will we return to the mortal world?"
Wen Rui's eyes twitched slightly, his expression became tangled, and he pondered for a long time before saying, "This is not a solution. Staying here is a waste of time. We really need to go back."
Upon hearing this, the Rakshasa woman was overjoyed and immediately took the initiative to pick up the pile of gems on the ground and moved them onto the transport ship very diligently.
Wen Rui Ze came in front of the chief of the demon tribe, raised his hand and gathered the nano units in his palm, which automatically combined into a communicator.
"This is my token of trust. If you get something good and want to exchange it for meat, just shout at this thing and I will send a messenger and a flying boat to you."
As he spoke, Wen Rui handed the communicator to the demon chieftain, and then said: "If a mortal or demon god comes with the same token in the future, you must respect him as you respect me, otherwise I will come immediately, destroy your village, and then kill you all!"
The demon chieftain who had escaped death no longer dared to have the slightest thought of resistance. He immediately prostrated himself on the ground respectfully, holding the communicator and kowtowed repeatedly.
After finishing the instructions, Wen Rui boarded the transport ship, controlled the spacecraft to accelerate the jump, drew a light track in the air, crashed into the hexagonal space tunnel, and disappeared in the thick clouds and fog.
A network beacon has been established near the tribe, and the navigation coordinates can be accurately located, so there will be no problem of getting lost even when jumping across millions of kilometers.
The next moment, a meteor streaked across the sky above the branch base of the Eastern Netherworld Ghost Domain. The meteor stopped abruptly when it was about to fall to the ground, and turned into a transport ship that slowly floated down.
After getting off the transport ship, Wen Rui came to the weak point of the boundary, took out the banana fan and fanned it hard, opening the passage between the two worlds, and returned to the mortal world with the Rakshasa woman.
When the man and the demon used the earth escape technique to return to the surface, the Rakshasa woman breathed in the fresh air and couldn't help but stretch herself comfortably.
The air in the Netherworld is extremely thin, while the air in the evil demon realm is filled with the stench of sulfide. It is indeed far less sweet than the air in the mortal world. No wonder Rakshasa woman, the demon, is so happy there.
"This side is still better. Let's go back to Shiwandashan now." She said happily to Wen Rui.
"No hurry, the matter in the Demon Realm is not over yet."
Wen Rui's face was as dark as water as he said, "Am I the kind of person who gives up easily? The plan of covering the three realms with business territory itself is fine, but the development of the Demon Realm has encountered some obstacles. Fortunately, I have been prepared and have already made Plan B."
(End of this chapter)