Chapter 1366: 1277, Plan Thwarted (2)_10 Chapter 1366: 1277, Plan Thwarted (2)_10 “By the way, does the Fige Hub have a Black Market?” Su Yu suddenly asked.
Selling openly was still not safe enough—if there was a Black Market, he could definitely sell through that channel, which would be safer.
“Uh… The Fige Hub definitely didn’t have one before,” AI Blue Whale said stiffly.
With a super AI hymn present in the past, the existence of a Black Market would have been unbelievable.
AI Blue Whale continued, “But now, I’m not sure.”
“It would be great if we could use the Black Market,” Su Yu muttered to himself.
He casually opened the bracelet Glenn Sylvie had given him, ready to check how much a “High-Level Disruption Agent” cost.
Regardless, Darak’s corpse was definitely going to be sold; Darak’s corpse had to be dealt with.
If he could find a Black Market route, he would buy from the Black Market; if not, he would have to sell to the officials. Su Yu had devised a plan before coming to the Fige Hub.
The plan was simple: sell Darak’s corpse, buy materials needed for the corporeal reconstruction, and then imdiately return to Blue Star.
However, this plan wasn’t proving easy to execute.
Selling Darak’s corpse was relatively easy, but then the problem arose—what after selling it?
With the current chaos and disorder in the Fige Hub, even Planet Level powerhouses had underhanded dealings beneath them.
A middle Planet Level corpse, moreover of the top-tier Dragon Race like the Dark Thunder Dragon, was imnsely valuable and would undoubtedly attract the covetousness of Planet Level warriors.
They might have their lives to sell, but no lives left to escape.
Having just sold Darak’s corpse, he might be killed by a pursuing Planet Level powerhouse the next mont.
“Alas, my own strength is still too low,” Su Yu sighed as he looked up.
If he had already advanced to Planet Level, then the success rate of his entire plan would greatly increase.
“How about we sell it in batches? Sell just a little at a ti?” Cat Morning Star, perched on Su Yu’s shoulder, tried to offer a solution.
“Selling in batches might be difficult to manage,” Su Yu frowned. “After all, it’s Planet Level material; even selling a little would definitely attract attention.
Besides, Darak’s corpse is so huge; if we sell bit by bit, how long would that take?”
“That’s true,” Morning Star flicked her tail.
Darak’s corpse was as large as a small mountain; indeed, selling it in parts would take a very long ti.
And it was best for them to sell the corpse quickly and return to Blue Star. The longer they stayed here, the easier it was for Planet Level individuals to target them.
“Blue Whale,” Su Yu furrowed his brows for a while, then turned to AI for information. “If we were to sell Darak’s corpse in parts, say I only sell a cubic ter of dragon at, can the powerhouses here tell from the dragon at the ti of Darak’s death?”
“Yes,” AI Blue Whale quickly responded. “Any battle-hardened, God Level can tell.”
“Hmm…” Su Yu stroked his chin, pondering, “Then we definitely can’t sell in batches. Selling in batches makes it easier for others to discern that Darak has only just died and guess I still have other parts.”
“Blue Whale,” Cat Morning Star inquired, “Is there a way to conceal the ti of death of the dragon at? Like, could we treat it with sothing that makes it impossible for people here to tell when it died?”
“Yes,” AI Blue Whale answered. “Use the ‘High-Level Information Disruptor.’ It’s easily available on Fige’s shopping site and it’s not expensive.”
“That’s good,” Morning Star breathed a sigh of relief.
Since they had the disruptor, they could completely sell the treated dragon at, making it much safer.
“By the way, does the Fige Hub have a Black Market?” Su Yu suddenly asked again.
Selling openly was still not safe enough—if there was a Black Market, he could definitely sell through that channel, which would be safer.
“Uh… The Fige Hub definitely didn’t have one before,” AI Blue Whale said stiffly.
With a super AI hymn present in the past, the existence of a Black Market would have been unbelievable.
Blue Whale continued, “But now, I’m not sure.”
“It would be great if we could use the Black Market,” Su Yu muttered to himself.
He casually opened the bracelet Glenn Sylvie had given him, ready to check how much a “High-Level Disruption Agent” cost.
Regardless, Darak’s corpse was definitely going to be sold; Darak’s corpse had to be dealt with.
If he could find a way through the Black Market, he would buy from the Black Market, otherwise he could only sell to the officials. Su Yu had devised a plan before heading to the Fige Hub.
The plan was simple: sell Darak’s corpse, buy materials for reshaping his body, and then imdiately return to Blue Star.
However, this plan appeared not to be easy to implent.
Selling Darak’s corpse was relatively simple, but then ca the problem—what next?
The current state of the Fige Hub was chaotic and disorderly, with even the Planet Level powerhouses having unclean hands.
A corpse of a Middle Planet Level, especially one from the top-tier Dragon Race such as the Dark Thunder Dragon, indubitably valuable enough to attract covetous looks from the Planet Level powerhouses.
He feared they might sell with their life but not walk away with it.
No sooner had they sold Darak’s corpse than a Planet Level might strike them down.
“Alas, my strength is still too low,” Su Yu sighed, looking up.
If he were already at Planet Level, the entire plan’s success rate would dramatically increase.
“So, should we sell it in batches? Sell a little at a ti?” Cat Morning Star, lying on Su Yu’s shoulder, suggested.
“Selling in batches would be tricky, right?” Su Yu frowned. “After all, this is Planet Level material; even selling a bit would definitely attract attention.
Besides, Darak’s corpse is so large, if we sell it bit by bit, how long will that take?”
“True,” Morning Star flicked its tail.
The corpse of Darak, as large as a small mountain, would indeed take a very long ti to sell by parts.
It was best for them to sell the corpse quickly and return to Blue Star as soon as possible. The longer they stayed here, the more likely they were to catch the attention of Planet Level beings.
“Blue Whale,” Su Yu furrowed his brow for quite a while before turning to the AI for information. “If we were to sell Darak’s corpse in parts, say, I only sell one cubic ter of dragon at, could the powerhouses here deduce the ti of Darak’s death from the at?”
“Yes,” AI Blue Whale promptly replied. “Any veteran of battle at God Level could figure it out.”
“Hmm…” Su Yu stroked his chin, musing, “Then we definitely can’t sell in batches. It would be too easy for others to see that Darak only died recently, and they might guess I still have other parts.”
“Blue Whale,” Cat Morning Star inquired. “Is there a way to disguise the ti of death of the dragon at? Like using sothing to process it, so people here can’t tell when it died?”
“There is,” AI Blue Whale responded. “A ‘high-level information disruptor’ would do the trick. It’s readily available on Fige’s shopping websites and isn’t expensive.”
“That’s good,” Morning Star sighed in relief.
With the disruptor available, they could safely sell the treated dragon at.
“By the way, is there a Black Market in the Fige Hub?” Su Yu suddenly asked.
Selling in public wasn’t very safe, and if there were a Black Market, he could safely sell the items through it.
“Uh… there definitely wasn’t one at the Fige Hub before,” AI Blue Whale stated rather rigidly.
When the super AI Hymn was present, the existence of a Black Market would have been inconceivable.
“But now, I am not sure.”
“If we could use a Black Market channel, that would be great,” Su Yu muttered to himself.
He casually opened the wristband Glenn Sylvie had given him, ready to check the price of the “high-level disruptor.”
No matter what, Darak’s corpse was definitely going to be sold, and it had to be dealt with.
If he could find a way through the Black Market, they would buy from the Black Market, otherwise he could only sell to the officials.
“If we could use a Black Market channel, that would be great,” Su Yu muttered to himself.
He casually opened the wristband Glenn Sylvie had given him, ready to check the price of the “high-level disruptor.”
No matter what, Darak’s corpse was definitely going to be sold, and it had to be dealt with.
If he could find a Black Market route, they would buy from the Black Market, otherwise, he could only sell to the officials.
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