This Group of Players Are All Slimes

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Now Peter is completely a young man from the outside.

He has short blond hair, and his eyes are full of wisdom accumulated over the years, which gives him a contradictory but appropriate temperament.

Casually tearing open the packaging of the snacks on the table, he slowly soaked them with his saliva, enjoying the sweetness, and said with satisfaction, "It's delicious. Is this a product from the hot spring city?"

"Yes." Hei Shi lowered his head and said.

Moving his back, Peter felt the chair under him. The soft touch seemed to reach the depths of his soul, and he couldn't help moaning.

"Is this kind of rubber chair also from the city of hot springs?"

"Yes."

"The mural on the wall, the cigar for me, the color chart you keep in your pocket?"

"...Yes. But I can explain."

"No need, no need." Peter waved his hand, "I can understand, after all, the other party has a complete range of goods, and the price is fair, there is no reason not to buy. So, you have lost nothing."

"We didn't lose..."

Peter looked at Heishi with a smile, then slowly took off his gloves, and began to gently pat Heishi's cheek with the gloves.

"You know what I hate second? Dishonest people."

"I'm not lying, we did not lose, as long as the time is up, we can get ten times the profit!"

"I know, during the time I was outside, I saw all your plans very clearly. Then do you know who I hate first? That is a fool!"

Heishi's face was flushed after being slapped, and he couldn't speak a word.

After the ridicule was over, Peter sat down again, tore open another bag of snacks, and slowly put the peanuts inside into his mouth.

After eating the bag of peanuts, Peter said, "Where do you think the foundation of the Treasure Hunter Association is?"

"Three cities?"

Peter sighed a long time: "That's why I hate idiots. I would have gone to see Cui En if I knew it. People, people! The foundation of the Treasure Hunter Association will always be people!"

Standing up, he pushed open the window, pointed to the outside and said: "Look clearly, why we were able to obtain three cities in Grolin, because we can provide treasure hunters with a good opportunity to work hard. Here, they Their lives are worth more than other places, so they will come to us and work for us."

"I understand." Heishi suddenly realized, "But what does this have to do with our loss?"

"Because they have found an easier way to sell their lives, that is, stocks. As long as they move their hands, the money will flow in. The original relationship of the Treasure Hunters Association is very simple. When treasure hunters find treasures, the association is responsible for selling and taking a commission. As long as the amount of the commission is not so cruel that the treasure hunters go berserk, then this relationship can continue. However, the emergence of stocks destroyed this relationship and destroyed the relationship between us and treasure hunters. Is there still a need for the Hunter Association to survive?"

After tearing open another pack of nuts, Peter said as he ate, "What's even more stupid is that you idiots have set the points tenfold. Your actions are sending weapons to the enemy, and you are speeding up your own death."

It was only at this time that Heishi understood the relationship, and his head was covered in cold sweat.

"Then we... set the points back?"

"It's too late." Peter shrugged his shoulders, "It's too late for everything. Now 90% of treasure hunters have invested their savings in stocks, and if you set them back, it will only cause the stock market to crash. And their idiots will not The problem comes down to the Merchant Association, but to the Treasure Hunter Association. After all, the pricing power of the points is in our hands. At that time, the Merchant Association can win over almost all the treasure hunters as long as it pays a small profit. This is a very A clever method, a method of using huge capital to embezzle us."

"Then what should we do? Just watch them take away the vice president's position?" Heishi asked desperately.

Peter stood up, lovingly stroking Heishi's face: "Although you are an idiot, you are still my favorite idiot. You have lost completely, but we still have a chance to salvage this round."

Heishi breathed a sigh of relief.

Now eighty-five years old, Peter was his and Trien's teacher and the person who raised them.

For Peter, they have always had a father-like respect and an idol-like yearning.

Although the other party often ridiculed them, Black Stone always believed that this was a special kind of whipping and a motivation to motivate them.

As long as the other party is willing to make a move, then everything is not worth mentioning.

"Okay, Lord Peter, what should we do?"

"Give me the list of treasure hunters who are still loyal to us. I have my own arrangements."

"Yes, my lord. I have one last question. How did you regain your youth?"

"Don't ask what you shouldn't ask, go ahead."

Sending the Black Stone away, Peter took off the glove on the other hand, revealing the imprint of the candidate hero underneath.

Different from the imprint of the alternate brave who usually symbolizes the gods, this imprint is obviously more gloomy and bloodier.

Touching this mark, the clown's sinister laughter seemed to ring in his ears again.

"You don't want to die yet, do you? Then I'll give you a chance. Your soul will be in my hands forever, and you'll be my captive for the rest of your life. You'll be in pain and torment forever, unless you give your closest Dedicated to me. Go cheat, go kill, go kill your companions, and then draw strength from the death of your companions. Hehehe~"

Afterwards, he was resurrected.

Silently returning to True Blood City, he became familiar with the curse a little bit, and roughly understood the type of curse that the clown cast on him.

First, don't die.

No matter what kind of damage he receives, he can be resurrected quickly in a short period of time without any sequelae.

Second, the companion's last wish.

This last wish seems to be realized through the power of the candidate hero. The mark of the candidate hero imposed on him has been corrupted. It can transform the strength of his companions into the strength of his own body, so that he can continue to become stronger.

The deeper the relationship between each other, the stronger the power after transformation.

The people who were killed by the swordsman before were all his companions, but these people are not clean, so it doesn't matter if they die, but it is a good thing.

Being able to be their own strength is the best thing they have ever done in their lives.

Staring at the scarlet mark, Peter could feel the temptation brought by it.

A couple of dozen ordinary guys alone would have been enough to restore his youth and restore his strength to its full glory.

If it was his two disciples who died, then...

Throwing this dangerous thought out of his mind, he silently waited for Blackstone's list.

"It's just some scum, and it shouldn't be a problem to send them away. What I did was not wrong, and what I did was for the Treasure Hunter Association."

Although he has been comforting himself like this, Peter can still feel another voice ringing in his mind:

"No, you've been doing it for yourself."

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