Tianguanzhi

Chapter 115: Overlord's Wine
After hearing Gu Jianqiu talk about the Rainbow Festival, Kudi realized that he had misunderstood.

This Begonia guy wanted to buy the unsold items from the Rainbow Festival.

After the purchase, Gu Jianqiu has fully proved his financial strength, but Kudi is still a little hesitant.

"how?"

"Brother, you have only been in McDonald's for a short time, right?"

"Yes."

"No wonder. Two years ago, more than 200 people died in Mahalat Ancient Street because of a lost cultural relic with high-risk spirituality. Since then, McDonald's has had few customers willing to buy Rainbow Flow items."

"What spirituality? Six-star scabies?"

Gu Jianqiu recalled the boy he met yesterday.

"What kind of bug? I've never heard of it."

"It's okay, just keep talking."

Six-star scabies is a chronic disease that will slowly corrode a person's heart electricity until the host dies, but the whole process can take as short as four or five years or as long as more than ten years, and it is only transmitted through living bodies, which is completely inconsistent with Kudi's description just now. To put it bluntly, places like Maharat Ancient Street, which often deal with celestial officials and wormhole products, are originally a breeding ground for various high-risk spiritualities. The six-star scabies may not be taken seriously by the locals.

"The person who unearthed the artifact was a Greek explorer. He borrowed a lot of money for this development, but he couldn't pay it back. All the wormholes he had obtained were taken back by the bank and put up for sale at the Rainbow Festival, but it failed to sell because the price kept falling. The artifact was bought by a shop owner on Mahalat Ancient Street and brought back. Who would have thought that the shop owner committed suicide within a week. After that, people committed suicide one after another on the ancient street. The most terrifying thing was that more than 30 people committed suicide in one night. In the end, there were too many people who died, including several genuine celestial officials. It finally attracted the attention of the McDonald's board of directors, and they hired a cleaning company to put an end to the situation."

"How was the artifact finally disposed of?"

"It was bought by a mysterious buyer. I don't know the details. Anyway, since then, few people have been willing to buy the unsold items from the Rainbow Festival."

“But you still have the goods, right?”

Gu Jianqiu saw the clue from Kudi's face.

Cudi coughed and said, "Anyway, little brother, I've already made it clear. In recent years, many people in Guxing have bought unsold items because they admired the reputation of the Rainbow Festival, thinking that they were the lucky ones with a discerning eye. In the end, even if they were not infected with spirituality, they all lost everything."

He fiddled with the two bones in his hands nervously. "If you think about it, you'll know. You get what you pay for. The International Trade Bureau and the giant companies are not idle. They won't keep anything of real value. There are also some unscrupulous traders who dig up a few cheap crystals from the coal mines, process them roughly, and then pass them off as rare elements, saying they were unsold items from the Rainbow Festival. In short, this market is too chaotic. If you really want to buy, I'm happy to see it happen. But if something unexpected happens, or you lose money, you are not allowed to ask me for the bill."

"I just like weird things, and I don't have the habit of throwing tantrums or playing tricks."

Gu Jianqiu waved his hand generously.

"As for high-risk spirituality, aren't you still alive and well, boss?"

"Well, since you insist, come with me."

Cudi stopped talking and gave Chonggu Jianqiu a look, saying "follow me". The two of them went down the attic one after the other and came to a cement basement.

"Everything is here. It depends on your eyesight."

Cudi took out a bunch of keys and opened the glass display cabinets one by one to show them to Gu Jianqiu.

Gu Jianqiu immediately picked up a piece of gold. It was the size of a Rubik's Cube and felt rough. Judging from its weight, it should be hollow. Upon closer inspection, he saw a line of small words printed in English letters in the middle, which translated as "The sealed devil".

Gu Jianqiu turned the gold brick over and found several cracks as expected.

"This is fifty coins."

Gu Jianqiu shook his head to indicate that he was not interested. He put the gold down and picked up a piece of metal that was severely eroded by wind.

"I've asked someone to identify it. It's very likely a fragment of an alien component."

Gu Jianqiu nodded in agreement, then put it down again.

The identification result was not wrong. Gu Jianqiu could even recognize that this was a fragment of a satellite gyroscope from a lost civilization. The problem was that the technology behind this thing was hundreds of years behind that of humans, and the material was just ordinary nickel-iron alloy, which was nothing special.

The room was not big, and there were only a dozen or so cabinets with things in them. Gu Jianqiu looked at eight of them in a row and was not satisfied with any of them, but he was not too anxious. Instead, he perked up.

Because he found that all the things Kudi displayed here were genuine Rainbow Throttling items without exception, and there was not a single fake one. You know, Gu Jianqiu had been shopping for most of the day, and Kudi was not the first person to sell Rainbow Throttling items, but the others had never told him about the lost cultural relics of Mahrat Ancient Street, and they didn't have many real things in their hands.

From this perspective, Cudi should give himself the nickname McDonald's First Conscience, which must be more meaningful than Tom Chen's Jiang Ning's First Affection.

Suddenly, Gu Jianqiu narrowed his eyes and picked up a bullet-shaped iron lump with the model number ∞ printed on it.

"How much does this thing cost?"

"Five hundred."

Gu Jianqiu shook his head and gave up on it. He picked up a box with a dangerous drug mark on it. Inside, there were seven exquisite medicine bottles neatly arranged. Each bottle was estimated to have 100 to 150 milliliters, in different colors, and with different complex patterns etched on the bottle. "What about this one?"

"Three hundred."

Cudi responded nonchalantly and started playing with the bone gall in his hand again.

"Thirty-three."

Gu Jianqiu bargained softly.

Cudi was stunned when he heard this. He stopped working on the bone gallbladder in his hand. He said with a serious face, "This thing is a cardiac electrocardiogram supply produced by the Royal Molecular Laboratory of Chicken, specially supplied to the Black Prince Edward Woodstock. The price you offer is too outrageous."

"It's a failure."

Gu Jianqiu's expression did not change.

"Do you recognize it?"

Cudi pursed his lips and said, "Edward is the first person in the human heart. The things produced by his molecular laboratory may involve the secrets of becoming a Level IV Celestial Official, no, a Level V Celestial Official! Edward was a Level IV Celestial Official fifty years ago! If you don't have enough money, considering the amount of money you spent today, how about giving you two hundred and eighty yuan?"

"How about this, as long as you can explain to me clearly what the effect of this thing is, how to take it, and what the side effects are, I can consider increasing the price."

"This……"

Cudi's eyes rolled around. "The R&D cost of this thing is at least tens of thousands of U.S. You don't even have to take it yourself. You can sell it to other research labs. How about this! One hundred and fifty U.S., I'll give you a 50% discount, right?"

"In that case, wouldn't you make more money if you just sell it? How about fifty cents?"

"I spent 120 euros to get this thing. I definitely can't sell it for 50 euros. You can look for something else."

Cudi feigned impatience.

"One hundred and twenty UD?" Gu Jianqiu raised his eyebrows. "Brother Kudi, you are worth a lot of money. You bet 50 million baht on a few bottles of suicide potion. I heard that Jintaihua charges a tiered tax for exchanging baht for cosmic UD. There is a limit every year. If you exchange million baht at one time, you should charge more than %, right? You have bought this thing for a few years. Do you need money to pay it back?"

Perhaps the words "suicide pills" and "ladder taxation" hit Cudi right in the heart. The corners of his mouth twitched, and after a long while he said sullenly, "One hundred yuan, it can't be any lower."

Gu Jianqiu remained silent for a long time, and Kudi also remained silent.

"can."

Cudi seemed relieved, but also a little distressed. He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Give me the money now, and you can take it away now."

After packing up everything, Cudi sent Gu Jianqiu out the door. The black space truck that obviously belonged to the Begonia Sequence Army was still parked on the side of the road.

After loading the bullets into the car, Cudi reminded him to pick up the scanning array the day after tomorrow.

After saying goodbye to Boss Cudi, Gu Jianqiu glanced at the seven potions in his backpack that were worth a hundred Universe Excellent coins. There was a moment of hesitation on his face, but it disappeared in the blink of an eye.

No matter how dangerous it is, since we have encountered the "Wine of the Overlord" here, there is no reason to miss it...

Cudi is an honest man, and what he said is actually true, just incomplete.

When this medicine was first developed, the royal family of Chicken had great enthusiasm for it, hoping that Edward could use it to break through the shackles and achieve the V-level heavenly official that was still a castle in the air at that time. The research cost of it was more than tens of thousands of yuan? It was far more than one million yuan!

It has many names, Overlord's Wine, God's Potion, Seven Demons Potion...

Haitang people are usually accustomed to calling the first one, Overlord’s Wine. This name was first translated by Yong Dezhi, a leftist translator of Jinju, and then translated into Haitang’s native language by Haitang scholar Liang Bingshi.

But as Gu Jianqiu said, Overlord Wine is a failure. Not only is it a failure, this drug has been on the market for six years, and the number of people taking it exceeds 10,000, and the mortality rate so far is 100%.

Even in the near future, Edward, the Black Prince, the number one telepathist in the world and the unrivaled one who dominated the entire solar system, died from the wine of the king. On his deathbed, he ignored the eunuchs' repeated dissuasion and drank seven bottles in an attempt to witness the Supreme, but ultimately failed and was cremated to death in tears and laughter.

But Gu Jianqiu knew that someone would succeed in the future.

Someone successfully took this medicine and did not die. In just seven years, his ECG went from over thirty points to over one hundred and twenty points, breaking the highest record for human ECG at one point!
Although that person still couldn't reach the V-level threshold, he was just one step away.

Each bottle of Overlord's Wine can make the drinker's heart rate soar, but all seven bottles must be taken within seven years, otherwise the drinker will self-immolate and die when the time is up.

He stroked the patterns on the bottle. They were the patterns of the seven demons in Western religious culture, and they also corresponded to the seven spiritual tests that one must face when taking the Overlord's Wine.

Wave~
Gu Jianqiu actually pulled open the aluminum-plastic seal of a bottle of Overlord Wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"Anyway, today is probably a lucky day."