Global Game: Ten Billion Spirit Energy Coins From The Start - Chapter 1357

Chapter 1357: 1277, Plan Thwarted (2) Chapter 1357: 1277, Plan Thwarted (2) PS: Sorry, I just received a notice that I need to update 60,000 characters this month, but I haven’t had much time to finish writing, so I can only copy from the beginning.

This chapter will be filled in later, I will definitely make up for it as soon as possible, I’m really very sorry!

Before coming to Fige Hub, Su Yu had formulated a plan.

The plan was simple: sell Darak’s corpse, buy the materials needed for reshaping the body, and then immediately return to Blue Star.

However, this plan didn’t seem so easy to carry out.

Selling Darak’s corpse was relatively simple, but then came the problem–what after the sale?

The current Fige Hub is so chaotic and disorderly that even the followers of Planet Level powerhouses are unscrupulous.

The corpse of a Middle Planet Level being, especially that of a top-tier Dragon Race like a Dark Thunder Dragon, is worth a fortune, and would undoubtedly attract the covetous glances of Planet Level strong beings.

I’m afraid they have the life to sell, but not the life to leave.

No sooner would they have sold Darak’s corpse than they might be finished off by those Planet Level beings showing up at the door.

“Alas, my strength is still too weak,” sighed Su Yu, looking up.

If he had already been promoted to Planet Level now, then the entire plan’s success rate would have significantly increased.

“What if we sell it in batches? Just sell a little bit at a time?” Cat Morning Star, perched on Su Yu’s shoulder, tried to offer some advice.

“Selling in batches doesn’t seem manageable, does it?” Su Yu frowned, “After all, it’s Planet Level material, and even selling a little bit would definitely attract attention.

And considering how large Darak’s corpse is, if we sold it piece by piece, how long would that take?”

“True,” Morning Star shook its tail.

Darak’s corpse was like a little mountain; selling it piece by piece would indeed take a very long time.

And the best thing for them to do was to sell the corpse quickly and return to Blue Star. The longer they stayed here, the more likely they were to draw the attention of Planet Level beings.

“Blue Whale,” Su Yu furrowed his brow for quite a while before inquiring of AI, “if we sell Darak’s corpse in parts, say I only sell one cubic meter of dragon meat, would the strong ones here have the ability to deduce Darak’s time of death from the dragon meat?”

“Yes,” AI Blue Whale replied promptly, “any God Level being with extensive battle experience could tell.”

“Hmm…” Su Yu stroked his chin and pondered, “Then we definitely can’t sell in batches. Selling in parts would make it easy for others to see that Darak has only recently died, and they might guess that I still have other parts.”

“Blue Whale,” Cat Morning Star asked, “is there any way to disguise the dragon meat’s time of death? Like if we treated it with something so that people here can’t discern the time of death?”

“There is,” AI Blue Whale answered, “using a ‘high-grade information disruptor.’ This disruptor is easy to buy on Fige’s shopping website and the price is not expensive either.”

“That’s a relief,” sighed Morning Star.

Since there is a disruptor, they could completely sell the treated dragon meat, which would be a lot safer.

“By the way, is there a Black Market in Fige Hub?” Su Yu suddenly asked.

Selling on the surface still seemed too risky. If there were a Black Market, then they could definitely sell through its channels, which would be much safer.

“Uh…the previous Fige Hub definitely didn’t have one,” AI Blue Whale spoke somewhat abruptly.

There was a super AI Hymn before, and if a Black Market had existed, that would have been very strange.

Blue Whale continued, “But now, I’m not sure.”

“It would be good if we could go through the Black Market,” Su Yu muttered to himself.

He casually opened the bracelet Glenn Sylvie had given him, prepared to check how much the “high-grade disruptor” cost.

No matter what, the corpse of Darak was definitely to be sold, and Darak’s corpse had to be dealt with.

If a Black Market route could be found, then they would buy from the Black Market. If not, then they would have to sell to the officials. Before coming to Fige Hub, Su Yu had formulated a plan.

The plan was simple: sell Darak’s corpse, buy the materials needed for reshaping the body, and then immediately return to Blue Star.

However, this plan didn’t seem so easy to carry out.

Selling Darak’s corpse was relatively simple, but then came the problem–what after the sale?

The current Fige Hub is so chaotic and disorderly, even the followers of Planet Level powerhouses are unscrupulous.

The corpse of a Middle Planet Level being, especially that of the top-tier Dragon Race like a Dark Thunder Dragon, is worth a fortune, and would undoubtedly attract the covetous glances of Planet Level strong beings.

I’m afraid they have the life to sell, but not the life to leave.

No sooner would they have sold Darak’s corpse than they might be finished off by those Planet Level beings showing up at the door.

“Alas, my strength is still too weak,” sighed Su Yu, looking up.

If he had already been promoted to Planet Level now, then the entire plan’s success rate would have significantly increased.

“What if we sell it in batches? Just sell a little bit at a time?” Cat Morning Star, perched on Su Yu’s shoulder, tried to offer some advice.

“Selling in batches doesn’t seem manageable, does it?” Su Yu frowned, “After all, it’s Planet Level material, and even selling a little bit would definitely attract attention.

And consider how large Darak’s corpse is, if we sold it piece by piece, how long would that take?”

“True,” Morning Star shook its tail.

Darak’s corpse was like a little mountain; selling it piece by piece would indeed take a very long time.

And the best thing for them to do was to sell the corpse quickly and return to Blue Star. The longer they stayed here, the more likely they were to draw the attention of Planet Level beings.

“Blue Whale,” Su Yu furrowed his brow for quite a while before inquiring of AI, “if we sell Darak’s corpse in parts, say I only sell one cubic meter of dragon meat, would the strong ones here have the ability to deduce Darak’s time of death from the dragon meat?”