Global Lords: Hundredfold Increments Starting With the Undead-Chapter 1135 - 739 Trade Alliance So Boring (Uh first

Chapter 1135 -739, Trade Alliance So Boring (Uh, first one to be updated.)_2

Chapter 1135 -739, Trade Alliance So Boring (Uh, first one to be updated.)_2

Then, he spoke softly, “Has there been any news about that person?”

The little Succubus immediately replied, “I heard he went to the Fire Hammer Shop a few days ago and returned right after coming out. He hasn’t been to the headquarters of the Trade Alliance since.”

“A bunch of stinky Dwarves,” the Demon Monarch cursed.

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Then, she continued to ask, “Has there been any interesting news lately?”

The little Succubus thought for a moment and continued, “There is one piece of news, I heard it from my sisters this morning.”

“What news?”

“In the afternoon, a transmigrator came to dream. Today they took on a mission where one of my sisters, responsible for entering dreams, saw many Giants attacking a city in his dream.”

“Giants?”

“Yes, in that person’s dream, the entire city moved to a special location where it was attacked by the Giants. However, after the transmigrator was killed by the Giants, he came back to life, unharmed, as if he had just had a dream,” the little Succubus explained softly, furrowing her brow.

Dreams can be guided.

Even if your entrance into the dream is an enticingly beautiful one, under certain special guidances, some secrets can be drawn out from the depths of your thoughts.

But these system prompts and challenge tasks still confused the Succubus somewhat.

Which is why it’s said to be like having a dream.

Real and false, it’s quite dreamy.

The Demon Monarch listened intently; they did not have their own territory and always lived within the premises of the Trade Alliance.

They didn’t have much contact with transmigrators, and knew even less about them.

After thinking for a while, she slowly said, “Next time a transmigrator comes, pay attention to this matter. These transmigrators are quite intriguing.”

Yet, in her mind, the image of the transmigrator who had traded demon materials with her still flashed.

A human transmigrator who managed to clear a demon camp was beyond her expectations and made her even more interested in this human.

However, for some reason, this human seemed to show little interest in Succubi, preferring the stinky iron-smelting Dwarves instead.

This couldn’t help but make her wonder if there was something wrong with his sexual orientation.

“Yes, Sister Demon Monarch,” the little Succubus answered, then softly asked, “Is the pressure alright?”

“En!”

The little Succubus gently massaged her as the Demon Monarch yawned from time to time.

The Trade Alliance was too boring.

They had lived here for decades.

Though the headquarters of the Trade Alliance seemed bustling and lively, being unable to leave and always living in one place felt more like a prison.

It imprisoned them within.

Just then, the door was softly knocked on, “Shopkeeper sister, Mr. Clemente from the Trade Alliance is here.”

The Demon Monarch’s brow slightly furrowed, instructing the little Succubus to lower the bed’s canopy, and said, “Let him in.”

The door opened, and a smartly dressed Goblin walked in.

He held a black briefcase and wore a monocle; upon entering, he couldn’t help sniffing the air filled with a fragrant scent.

His gaze occasionally darted toward the canopy ahead.

Barely visible was the silhouette behind it.

“Mr. Clemente, may I know what brings you here?”

From behind the canopy came a soft, beautiful voice, accompanied by the faint sound of bells.

The Goblin steadied himself and immediately said, “Miss Yezabeth, according to your contract with the Trade Alliance, this year marks the 50th anniversary of your shop’s lease.”

“Ah! Look at me, I’ve completely forgotten about this. I’ll have the money ready and send it to the Trade Alliance soon,” the Demon Monarch said.

“Miss Yezabeth, there have been some changes this year in the rules of the Trade Alliance’s shops. I need to inform you,” the Goblin spoke again.

“Please speak,”

“The Trade Alliance shops have become extremely scarce. Therefore, the rules for the shops will be adjusted accordingly. After the expiration of a shop contract, there will be two ways to obtain a lease.”

The goblin paused slightly before continuing, “One is for the sales volume to rank in the top fifty for ten consecutive years, and it must be the most recent ten years. The second is to be the sales champion of a Trade Alliance branch and participate in the shop’s auction.”

It’s not hard to guess the reason behind the changes in the Trade Alliance rules.

The rapid rise of the transmigrators.

With the scarcity of Trade Alliance shops and the current inability to expand the city zone, restrictions had to be set for the shops.

If a certain sales volume was not met, continuation of business operation was not possible.

After all, the Trade Alliance is ultimately a commercial platform, and the criteria for qualifications start with whether or not you can bring benefits to the Trade Alliance.

This…

Behind the curtain, there fell a silence.

Was the Succubus Tavern making money? Obviously, it was.

There was no problem coming up with renewal money, but with the rule change, it was a different story.

Even if the Succubus Tavern made money, it was still a tavern that sold food, beverages, and dreams.

It couldn’t compare to those equipment shops that sold tens or even hundreds of thousands of items at once.

Entering the top fifty was simply unachievable.

As for the second condition, they lived at the headquarters and had virtually no contact with any branches. Moreover, the reputation of succubi was not very good outside, and naturally, they didn’t have any friends.

Thus, the second condition also couldn’t be satisfied.

“Mr. Clemente, this is somewhat unfair, considering we are also long-term customers. More than fifty years of association can’t just be overlooked because of a rule change. What if the fee was just increased?” Behind the curtain, the tone took on a more serious note.

The goblin, however, shook his head and said, “I can’t do anything about it; it’s all decided by the higher-ups. There’s only half a year left. Miss Yezabeth, please try to come up with a solution as soon as possible!”

Having said this, he didn’t wait for a reaction from the other side and immediately got up and left the room.

When the door closing sound echoed.

The little succubus asked with some uncertainty, “Demon Monarch Sister, we only have half a year left. What should we do?”

After a brief silence.

The Demon Monarch finally spoke softly, “Living in this small place for fifty years is truly a bit too dull. Why not find a territory to live in?”

…

Humph!

A cold snort sounded overhead.

The dense crowd of Skeleton Giant Bats instantly split to both sides, clearing a path.

A woman with Bat Wings dove down, holding a crimson, ferocious Giant Sword, and struck directly at the Giant below.

Clang~

The sound of metal clashing exploded.

The Blazing Blood God’s Servant blocked the attack with his Giant Sword held horizontally in front of him.

Both the large and small Giant Swords erupted in massive flames.

A powerful energy burst forth, and Rolana’s body flew back several meters. Mid-air, she pointed, and the Skeleton Giant Bats instantly blocked the road, rushing down with crackling sounds.

The Blazing Blood God’s Servant, with his huge body, also staggered back three or four steps under this force before he could barely dissipate the power.

Just as he stabilized his figure, swarms of Skeleton Giant Bats had already plunged into his arms.

Boom, boom, boom!

Bursts of explosive flames glittered.

And the Giant Bats in the air struck like the surge of a floodgate release.