Durin's Diary

Chapter 696 Talent Show
Thinking of this, Du Lin no longer hesitated. He took the newspaper and turned to the fourth page: "Sure enough, the newspaper in Lord Du Lin's territory has content about what I want to talk about. Let's take a look at the money-making method you want."

After saying that, he put the newspaper on the counter.

The way to make money mentioned by a "senior" who was well-dressed, had a gold pocket watch and gold-rimmed glasses was really curious. Marilyn, Cario and Negan all gathered around.

Old Cario read out the contents: "The Sidney First Futures Center was officially established today... Is this newspaper from today?"

"Of course, I just bought it from the newsboy," Marilyn replied, looking a little puzzled. "How can this be a way to make money? We don't understand these things."

"If you can trust me, buy the put options of Paris Grain Group on the 27th after January within seven days." Du Lin said with a smile.

"Can you... give me a reason?" Negan frowned. "I've heard of futures trading. It's where big businessmen hang their heads on their belts and dance. The slightest mistake can lead to the destruction of their entire family."

Du Lin smiled and nodded: "Of course, I can't help but give you some reassurance."

After saying that, Du Lin began to transform.

Marilyn was the first to notice Du Lin's transformation. She widened her eyes - she saw Du Lin's scalp began to curl up, and his once handsome appearance turned into a bloody mess in an instant. His eyeballs fell off, and the cartilage of his nose fell off, but they all gathered together like life.

Finally, Du Lin's face skin swept over, took them away and disappeared into the opened small space transmission channel.

A skeleton sat in the swivel chair where Durin had once sat, with a golden laurel wreath on top of the pale skull.

In the two empty eye sockets of the skull, the left eye socket contains a bloody red soul fire that is burning, while the right eye socket contains a pure white soul fire that ripples like lake water.

Durin knocked his finger bones on the counter, and metal and gems appeared in front of his fingers. The metal liquefied itself and eventually surrounded the middle of Durin's finger bones, while the metal wires differentiated from them entangled the gems and eventually imprisoned them on the knuckles.

"God, God, the divine bone lich!" Old Kallio took out a bottle of medicine from his pocket while trembling, but he couldn't open the bottle no matter how hard he tried.

Du Lin felt sorry for him, so the wizard's hand opened the bottle for him and fed the pills into his mouth.

Then he looked at Marilyn. The old lady bowed her head to Du Lin with a pale face: "Please, please forgive my pleasure, sir, I have overstepped my bounds."

"You didn't, young lady. The wine you gave me was delicious. It's more than enough to repay your transgression against me. And I won't be angry with a junior. After all, it's too cheap, isn't it?" After saying this, Du Lin smiled and raised his glass. The wine turned into mist with his breath and was absorbed by Du Lin. Then he put down the glass with great satisfaction and looked at Negan.

The latter had already knelt in front of Du Lin: "Sir, please forgive my stupidity."

"I don't think you're a foolish young man. On the contrary, I think you're quite talented. If all necromancy practitioners were able to make friends with strangers like you, they wouldn't be in this mess today." Having said that, Du Lin looked at the three 'young men' in front of him and began his conversation. "You all know that our relationship with strangers isn't good. Why is that? Because we're obsessed with power, naively believing that necromancy is power, but we haven't considered that possessing power without possessing people's hearts means everyone will eventually become our enemy. A hundred years ago, I tried to do the same as you, Negan, by changing my identity and making friends with humans, feeling their joys and sorrows. Now you see, I've achieved divinity and ignited the sacred fire. Although I'm still not a true god, I've taken a completely different path from my predecessors."

Having said that, Du Lin gestured for the young man to stand up.

"I'm helping you because I think you can still be saved. You're different from many young people I've met. They're still obsessed with power, not considering that humans already possess far greater power than we do. Times have changed. If the necromancy doesn't choose to integrate into civilized society, those rebellious necromancy of the old era will be eliminated. Human society will then adopt the necromancy's spells to educate their children, allowing all magical schools to serve the needs of civilization."

At this point, Du Lin sighed, "Of course, I'm only showing you one path. You choose the path yourself. No matter which way you go, I won't blame you. Of course, if you insist on going your own way, I'll also collect your body for the sake of our journey together."

"Of course we will believe you, sir." Negan nodded vigorously.

"You don't have to invest much. Let me put it this way. I have some connections with Lord Poole Elsh. I've helped him before, so he'll give me some pointers. For example, he showed me this money-making opportunity. The Sidney Grain Group naively thought that there hadn't been much grain on the market in the past two years, so they wanted to stockpile it. But they didn't consider that Lord Durin's warehouses were full of grain, all fresh and fine, preserved with magic. So Lord Poole plans to teach Sidney's profiteers a lesson, to make them understand that there will be consequences for taking advantage of the poor."

"I see. I didn't expect that Lord Sigmund has so many connections." Marilyn looked at Du Lin with admiration.

"This is the first time in the past hundred years that I have discovered that having more friends than enemies is more advantageous." After saying this, Du Lin opened the portal: "I will not force you to buy a lot. This time I am just showing you my sincerity. I sincerely hope that the necromancer can change his mind. After all, we are so professional in the medical field, aren't we." Having said that, Du Lin prepared to leave.

Kallio stopped Durin and said, "Lord Sigmund, you said you wanted to integrate into civilized society, but what about your revenge?"

"I'm a military orphan, and so are those children. If they can unite around Lord Durin, I can also showcase my talents and be of use to Lord Durin while using him to avenge the Cleggan family. You see, this way, I won't be hunted down as a wanted criminal by the church. I might even make more money and have a better identity to cover up. Maybe Lord Durin will find an old man like me useful and let me join the Three Saints Society. That would be even better, since I'm a bit skilled in martial arts, after all."

After saying this, Durin 'smiled', touched his chest, and then retreated into the portal.

The three 'young men' present looked at the three black daggers nailed to the knife target on the far wall and could not calm down for a long time.

(End of this chapter)