As expected, demonic crystals were the currency in Hell. It could basically be used for all types of trades.
“How much money can I get with these demonic crystals?” Chen Zhao cared more about the exchange rate.
“There’s no set amount.”
“What do you mean?”
“I can help you discover ways to make a fortune around you. The more you put in, the bigger the possibility to get rich.”
“Possibility? So it’s not definite?” Chen Zhao lost his temper. “After all this time, you’re just playing with me? Leave. Go back to Hell. I don’t need you two.”
“No.” White Mammon immediately bit Chen Zhao’s clothes. “We haven’t succeeded yet. We haven’t even tasted a demonic crystal before. Don’t chase us away.”
“What do you mean you haven’t succeeded yet?”
White Mammon was already crying pitifully and wretchedly. Black Mammon was curled on the ground, not making a sound.
“We’re from a rural village. As subordinates of Lord Mammon, we vowed to become the most successful demons, but our abilities are barely useful in Hell. One or two would come to ask for the wealth that they want, but we’ve never succeeded.”
Other demons wanted to become the strongest demons; they wanted to become the most successful ones.
“Did you ask for compensation even if you failed?”
“We want to, but most of the time, we can’t defeat the demons that ask us for help.”
“Poor kids…”
“So, if they can beat you, they won’t have to pay anything?”
White Mammon stopped speaking. It was clearly an unhappy memory.
“Then what’s with your abilities? Since you’re Mammon’s subordinate, you should have some unique skills, right?”
“I can smell chances to receive wealth within a certain range. Black Mammon can make the other lose wealth.”
“So you can’t give me money directly?”
“Yes, but if you have other requests, we are more than happy to help you. Look at our strong bodies, sharp claws. We can help you rip apart your enemy’s neck—”
“You work part-time as fighters?”
“You don’t know how hard life in Hell is for us…” White Mammon started grieving again.
Chen Zhao finally understood why Beelzebub had asked why he’d summoned such trashy demons. They…really were trash!
They were so big because their true forms had been summoned. Beelzebub and Raymond were also subordinates of the seven deadly sins, but only their projections had been summoned. This was only a part of them and yet they were still restricted by the laws of the human world.
Black and White Mammon’s true forms had been summoned because they were just too weak. The laws of the human world barely affected them.
Other than the inferior demons Chen Zhao had summoned with his ritual implement, these two had shown perfectly just how weak they could be.
And Chen Zhao had thought they were powerful in the beginning! He’d imagined that they were so powerful that they wouldn’t be restricted by the laws of the human world.
Then they turned out to be weaklings…
However, they could scare people if they appeared before others. They also had a unique skill: the ability to combine into one!
They could combine into one and it was really impressive. But they wouldn’t become much stronger, because after combining, it was like 1+1=1.
There were no improvements other than the fact that they had two heads and two mouths.
The biggest difference was that their skin color would become black and white. They only needed one portion of food too and both would be satisfied.
This could save a lot of money…
“Oh, I smell wealth,” White Mammon suddenly said.
Chen Zhao was hopeless. Lying on the sofa, he said, “Don’t tell me it’s the money in my wallet.”
“I can’t smell wealth with an owner.”
“Wealth without an owner?” Chen Zhao immediately grew spirited. “Can you take me there?”
“Master, you must pay something.”
“Take it.” Chen Zhao tossed the demonic crystal in his hand to White Mammon.
Black Mammon looked at it and immediately yelled, “Don’t swallow it! Swallow it when we’re combined!”
Beelzebub and the others looked at them in disgust. They were such country bumpkins that had never had demonic crystals before.
After combining and swallowing the demonic crystal, the two demons separated happily.
“I’ve never had such enjoyment before.”
“I’m starting to think that having a master is nice.”
“If only I can have a good rest now…”
Chen Zhao kicked both Black and White Mammon. “Get up. You want to sleep after getting paid?”
“I almost forgot. I can sense that the wealth is very close.”
White Mammon led Chen Zhao out the door. Thank god it was night. Otherwise, people would be scared to death to see such a huge wolf.
Turning the corner, White Mammon immediately called out, “Found it.”
“Where?”
“Here.”
“This?”
“This…”
Chen Zhao bent down and picked up a quarter. “Are you kidding?”
“It’s this one.”
“You must be kidding.”
“No, I’m serious.”
“You are definitely kidding,” Chen Zhao said, clenching his fists.
“Master, are you unhappy?”
“Can’t you tell?” Chen Zhao stared at White Mammon with a dark expression.
“This isn’t valuable?”
“You need at least one million of these to be valuable,” Chen Zhao muttered darkly.
“One million?”
“Do you know how much money I could make if I had kept that demonic crystal?”
“How much?”
“I’m sure you don’t want to know. Let’s change the topic.”
“Master, are you angry right now?”
“No. I have no change in mood other than the fact that I’m hungry.”
“What do you want to eat?”
“Wolf meat.”
“Master, I can find one million of these for you.”
“Whatever, it’s the thought that counts. If I want to depend on you two to get rich, I’d rather go dig a gold mine.”
“Master, I smell wealth again.”
“It’s the middle of the night. I’m not lowly enough to look for coins on the ground.”
“It’s different. It has a thick smell, 100 times thicker than this one.”
Chen Zhao wasn’t in the mood. He wasn’t interested even if it was $100. “Go get it yourself. I’m not going.”
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