Chapter 915 [Bounty for Votes] Dark Demon’s Trading Store of the Mind (8k)
If he didn’t make the students familiar with him, Dark was worried that walking alone on the road would get him mistaken as a monster or ghost and eliminated…
Of course, he had other considerations as well.
Not to mention, the appearance of the Cosmic Brain Beast was truly eye-catching.
Bringing it along was like having a spotlight on his forehead, making him the center of attention.
During this short walk from the Tower of Noble Academy to the cafeteria, more than ten people asked him what kind of golem this was.
Of course, this was also because his fame was growing, allowing high and low-grade students to talk to him at least a little bit.
In response to the students’ questions, Dark always smiled and told them it was the “Demonic Mind.”
Now that the Little Demon Beast had been flying around for nearly two years, the students of Saint Maryann Academy had fundamentally changed their views on demon races.
Even if Dark brought a demon with such a distinctive appearance, it did not cause much of a stir.
Those who were particularly repulsed by it were probably only those exchange students. As soon as Dark sat down at the cafeteria table, Evan Pearson’s Guardian Knight also followed suit.
“Why aren’t you with Pearson today, Senior Tommy Smith?” Dark said gently.
Tommy Smith glanced at the Cosmic Brain Beast sitting upright beside Dark and said, “Prince Saint Son has gone adventuring in the Dungeon with his classmates.”
Dark curiously asked, “Isn’t he supposed to be accompanied? The Dungeon isn’t safe.”
Tommy Smith sighed and said, “There’s a kid named Tudor there, yelling about needing bodyguards for the adventure. So, Prince Saint Son sent me away. However, they’re just second-year students and can’t reach the deeper levels. It should still be relatively safe.”
“Indeed, as long as they don’t encounter a hidden space,” Dark said with a smile.
Finally, Tommy Smith asked his own question: “Is your golem a demon race?”
Dark replied frankly, “Yes.”
Tommy Smith’s expression turned serious: “What kind of demon?” Dark said, “Probably, the Demonic Mind.” Tommy Smith frowned immediately: “The Demonic Mind?”
Dark smiled slightly and said, “Senior Smith, do you want to try trading with a demon?”
Tommy Smith’s frown deepened even more.
Dark explained briefly, “As long as you pay a small price, it can remove pride, lust, anger, or greed from your heart, bringing you closer to the saints.”
Tommy Smith thought for a moment and said, “Your words are as tempting as a demon’s.”
Dark said earnestly, “This is a rare opportunity. We often say we need to understand someone before we can criticize them. The teachings of the Church of the Saints view demonic transactions as evil, but who has truly experienced what a demonic transaction is? Can it all be based on uncertain experiences of our ancestors?”
“Silver-tongued,” Tommy Smith couldn’t help but sneer.
But after cursing, he suddenly said, “How does one trade?”
Dark couldn’t help but laugh.
Though his words contained a bit of诱导, they weren’t false. At least, trying a demonic transaction here was absolutely safe. For a believer like Tommy Smith, this was an unmissable opportunity.
Just as Dark was about to have the Cosmic Brain Beast trade, the surrounding students, who had been eavesdropping, couldn’t resist gathering closer. They already knew the Cosmic Brain Beast was a demonic mind, and hearing the key phrase “demon trade” naturally piqued their curiosity.
Dark scanned the crowd and spotted a few familiar senior girls, smiling at them.
In this era where religious power was still prevalent, and within the cafeteria of this academy, a demonic trade was being openly conducted.
One of the parties involved was even a student of the Church of the Saints! It was indeed quite a sight.
Yet, including Tommy Smith, no one seemed to find this strange.
The scene before them might be a reflection of the current times. Dark moved his plate aside, giving the main stage to the Cosmic Brain Beast.
The Cosmic Brain Beast directly said, “State the evil thought you wish to take, then pay the price, and I will serve you.”
Tommy Smith looked thoughtful, nodding as if understanding.
Dark smiled and watched.
The onlookers whispered among themselves.
Only the Little Demon Beast, who had secretly followed, was dumbfounded. Clearly, the deal should involve the Cosmic Brain Beast paying the price to purchase the “heart” of the trader.
Now, how had it become the trader paying the price for the Cosmic Brain Beast to buy its “heart”?
Paying to have something delivered?
The Little Demon Beast suddenly realized how naive it had been!
The Cosmic Brain Beast was the real demon!
What, you say this idea came from Dark Demon? That’s called clever!
Cleverness belongs to the master, while deceitfulness belongs to the demon. The Little Demon Beast drew a clear line.
But no one present felt anything was amiss; it seemed the trade was very fair.
About two minutes later, Tommy Smith appeared to have finished thinking. He put down his hand, lifted his head, and stared seriously at the Cosmic Brain Beast, saying, “Take my greed!”
He wouldn’t admit his pride, couldn’t publicly speak of his lust, and was confident he wouldn’t lose his mind to rage. Thus, the final choice left was greed.
Greed was a necessary component of life; no one could deny their greed. Tommy Smith didn’t feel shame for having greed.
He wanted to see if losing greed would bring absolute rationality. The Cosmic Brain Beast nodded slightly and said, “I can take your greed, but the price depends on the size of your greed.”
Tommy Smith asked, “Can’t I provide the price first, and you take the equivalent greed?”
The Cosmic Brain Beast shook its head, “No.”
Tommy Smith said, “Then, can you measure my greed first and then quote a price?”
The Cosmic Brain Beast replied, “Yes, but you need to cooperate.” Tommy Smith confidently said, “No problem.”
The Cosmic Brain Beast raised its hand, extending its longest middle finger and pressing it against Tommy Smith’s forehead.
Tommy Smith did not flinch.
Thus, the Cosmic Brain Beast closed its eyes, carefully sensing. After a moment, it said, “1000 credits, or an equivalent item.”
“1000 credits? Seems my greed isn’t strong,” Tommy Smith immediately took out his academy card and placed it on the table.
The Cosmic Brain Beast said indifferently, “Thank you.”
The 1000 credits was the amount Dark spent buying the Mana Dropper from One-eyed Morgan.
For it, this number held some special significance.
Of course, it was just a casual quote, since it aimed for thin profits and high volume sales, and didn’t plan to earn credits.
Why choose credits instead of other hard-to-value items?
Because credits were the easiest to pay.
That would speed up the process!
The Cosmic Brain Beast conjured a contract and began writing the terms.
The text used for writing had no reading function, but the person trading would naturally understand the meaning when signing.
Tommy Smith scrutinized it thoroughly, confirming it was unreadable text, but signed his name anyway.
Then, Dark took out his academy card and cheerfully collected Tommy Smith’s 1000 credits.
Next, the Cosmic Brain Beast took the contract, assumed a mysterious pose, and began reciting incantations, preparing for the ritual.
Of course, this was just showmanship, but the students clearly enjoyed it. Tommy Smith became even more serious.
In this situation, the Cosmic Brain Beast suddenly reached out, pressing its middle finger again on Tommy Smith’s forehead, slowly pulling outward.
A faint blue light sphere was slowly drawn out from his brow. The Cosmic Brain Beast looked grave.
Tommy Smith himself frowned due to the special feeling of having his Greed Core removed.
But the contract had been signed, and the deal with the demon had been made, with no possibility of interruption.
The Cosmic Brain Beast suddenly exerted force, pulling out the entire light sphere and holding it in its palm.
“Huh!”
Tommy Smith took a deep breath, tightly watching the light sphere in the Cosmic Brain Beast’s palm, marveling, “Is this my greed?”
The Cosmic Brain Beast said, “I’ve taken seven days of your greed. It will regenerate after seven days.”
“Understood,” Tommy Smith wasn’t surprised. If someone could completely remove a person’s greed, wouldn’t that make this demon race’s golem too powerful?
He gradually closed his eyes, feeling the changes.
The onlookers eagerly awaited his feedback. After a few minutes, Tommy Smith finally opened his eyes and calmly said, “It seems my greed has been drained.”
“Really?” someone suddenly asked.
“Is this a demonic transaction?” someone exclaimed. Others were eager to try.
Of course, there were also questions: “How could a transaction with a demon be so simple? There must be side effects!”
But someone immediately countered, “That’s Dark Demon’s golem! He wouldn’t do something like that!”
Dark’s long-standing celebrity effect played a role at this moment.
Seeing someone raise doubts, the Cosmic Brain Beast said, “Humans have seven emotions and six desires, and when divided into good and evil, some think certain thoughts are evil while others consider them good. Regardless of which type of mind, it serves a purpose for humans. Without greed, there’s no progress; without fear, there’s no reverence. So, side effects are inevitable. But those aren’t caused by me; they’re natural consequences of losing a part of one’s emotions. The pros and cons need to be weighed by yourselves. Of course, what I take is just a short period of emotion, so the side effects won’t last long.”
“Can you take my sloth?” someone interrupted as soon as the Cosmic Brain Beast spoke.
The attention of the onlookers was immediately captured.
For students, what could be more important to remove than sloth? The Cosmic Brain Beast said sincerely, “It can be tried.”
“Tried? You’re not sure?” the person questioned.
The Cosmic Brain Beast shook its head, “No.”
Someone immediately said, “Looks like you demons aren’t that impressive.” The Cosmic Brain Beast said, “Newborn, untested.”
A male student said, “So, you’re newly crafted?”
The Cosmic Brain Beast said, “You could say that.”
The male student patted Tommy Smith’s shoulder, saying, “Brother, can you move? Your transaction is over, don’t hog the seat.”
Tommy Smith frowned but stood up to let him sit. The male student introduced himself, “I’m Duke from the sixth-year Noble Academy, Duke Kelvin. If cooperating helps reduce the cost I need to pay, can it save me?”
The Cosmic Brain Beast said, “Yes.”
“That’s great,” Duke Kelvin boldly said, “Go ahead.”
The Cosmic Brain Beast nodded slightly, drawing another blank contract paper and quickly writing the terms.
This contract was purchased in exchange for cooperation in the experiment. Duke Kelvin signed his name after reading it, completing the agreement. The Cosmic Brain Beast then placed its hand on his brow, closing its eyes to sense.
Even Dark became intrigued.
The Sloth Core wasn’t on the Cosmic Brain Beast’s inventory list, but lack of stock meant restocking, and if restocking failed, it could develop new products.
Since the Cosmic Brain Beast could already extract Pride Core, Bliss Core, Greed Core, Wrath Core, and Gluttony Core, identifying and extracting Sloth Core was not difficult.
This was like someone who has learned to walk forward continuing to learn to walk backward—simple.
In just a few minutes, the Cosmic Brain Beast suddenly opened its eyes, its fingertips glowing as it pulled out a blue-green light sphere from Duke Kelvin’s brow.
The Cosmic Brain Beast’s inventory now included a Sloth Core!
“How does it feel?” the Cosmic Brain Beast asked, holding the blue-green light sphere as if providing after-sales service.
Duke Kelvin suddenly became excited, “Feels great! I want to start working right away! Do you know? My graduation project has been delayed until now! No more delays! I’ll go back now! Thanks! So grateful! Come find me when I get lazy again!”
Before he finished speaking, Duke Kelvin ran off in a hurry! Everyone around started discussing.
The commotion here couldn’t be stopped anymore!
[First write eight thousand! If I can enter the monthly ticket top three tonight, I’ll write twelve thousand more at midnight! Ultimate writing power, descend upon me!]
