Just call me Thor - Chapter 405

Chapter 405: Nathan is a merciful man
After Dracula left the room, under Vladimir’s watchful gaze, he walked to the Forbidden Blood Pool and took ten drops of blood essence.

“This guy…” Vladimir pondered, “Master put him on an installment plan?”

Dracula, as a phantom, was the perfect equipment spirit. With Thor’s personality, he would never pass up the opportunity to exploit him.

“What an idiot.” Vladimir shook his head, disdainful of Dracula’s stupidity.

Dracula, however, remained arrogant, he didn’t think there was anything wrong with it.

Installment plan? How many installments could there be?

Although Thor’s level wasn’t high, with his current strength, confronting a Lord head-on wasn’t a problem. In a while, Thor might even challenge an Ultimate Lord.

By then, what value would he have to Thor?

After leaving the room, Mike approached Fool and asked her to fulfill her previous promise, to forge a level 369 SS-tier shield.

Before talking to Dracula, Mike had already planned this.

“Alright, here’s the material list.” Fool took out the list and handed it to Mike, “Along with the previous weapon, you can buy all the materials together, and I’ll forge them all at once.”

Forging two SS-level equipment, in Fool’s words, was as easy as having milk and oatmeal.

“No problem.”

After putting away the list, Mike went straight to the Trade Secret Realm.

Inside the Trade Secret Realm, Foreskin had been waiting for a long time, standing in front of two warehouses.

“Fourth Bro, here are the materials you requested before, the total price is 1 million Lord merits.”

“Huh?” Mike was a little curious, “That doesn’t seem right?”

The contract they had signed before was for nearly 1.5 million Lord merits, why was the price so much lower?

Foreskin explained, “Well, when the Mystic Market was purchasing the materials, many sellers, upon hearing that it was for Little Calderon’s equipment, expressed their unwillingness to accept payment…”

Calderon was an instructor to many and held a high reputation. In the eyes of many, Ace was Calderon’s successor and deserved some special treatment.

Of course, the Mystic Market couldn’t just take other people’s materials for free. In the end, they settled on the lowest price in history, buying back materials worth 1.5 million for only 1 million.

“One million it is!”

Mike took a deep breath and took out all his cards. He originally had only 930,000 Lord merits, but due to the previous material reimbursement of 180,000, his wealth had returned to 1.11 million.

Of this 1.11 million, 390,000 belonged to Ace.

After spending 1 million, Mike only had 110,000 Lord merits left, and Ace owed him 610,000 Lord merits!

Adding the 45% processing and design fee, Ace owed Mike 1.06 million!

Mike suddenly realized that Ace owed him a boatload of money.

Should he… not let Ace go to the Abyss this time?

If Ace died in the Abyss, Mike’s million Lord merits would go down the drain!

Money in one hand, warehouse in the other.

After the transaction was completed, Mike took out another list, for the SS-level shield.

Foreskin took the list but didn’t ask Mike for money.

“This amount will be deducted from the master fool’s account.”

Mike was immediately interested, “She has an account in the Mystic Market?”

A demon race having an account in a human Supreme Being’s organization, this was too damn interesting. If the two races went to war again, wouldn’t Fool’s money be immediately frozen?

Foreskin’s expression was a bit awkward, unsure whether he should say it.

Mike said seriously, “It’s okay, I’m a vault!”

Foreskin had no choice but to whisper, “That master… has shares in the Mystic Market.”

Mike: ???

Mike never expected Fool to be so loaded!

Shares in the Mystic Market, how much would that be worth?!

Foreskin explained, “Actually, the shares in the Mystic Market… are not very useful, there are basically no dividends every year.”

Mike believed this. The Mystic Market only cared about fairness! Doing business this way, they couldn’t make any money at all! The so-called Mystic Market shareholders were just a fancy title.

After figuring out the whole story, Mike thought, “These shares sound pretty good, I’ll ask Apollo for some shares next time!”

Mike had long coveted the Mystic Market. After putting away all the materials, Mike took out a ring and gave it to Foreskin before leaving.

“This is a knock-off I had Fool make. In Afterskin’s hands, it should be able to function as SSS-level equipment, but the duration is very short, and there are only nine of them, tell him to use them sparingly.”

“So, how much are you planning to sell it for?” Foreskin asked.

As usual, Mike would make a profit from providing such items.

But… the customer was Afterskin!

Mike immediately said seriously, “Not a penny, and don’t tell Afterskin I gave it to him!”

“Understood, understood.” Foreskin smiled wryly and shook his head helplessly. Afterskin’s luck was simply too bad, anyone who took his money would definitely be cursed.

…

Second Abyss.

A 3000-yard long dining table appeared in the hall, the Second Demon God sitting at one end, Afterskin at the other.

Afterskin raised his glass and said enthusiastically, “To our unbreakable brotherhood, cheers!”

The Second Demon God snorted coldly, “I’m not your brother.”

“Now, that hurts my feelings.” Afterskin tore off a leg of lamb and took a big bite. “The one who killed my father is the one who killed your father. Our blood feud binds us closer than any brother!”

The Second Demon God rubbed his temples, not wanting to deal with Afterskin.

He had thought this unlucky bastard was dead.

To his surprise, Thor had brought him back!

“Afterskin, you haven’t told me what’s going on in the Supreme Abyssal.” The Second Demon God stared intently at Afterskin, wanting an answer. Afterskin was one of the few who had come out of the Supreme Abyssal alive.

After finishing a lamb leg, Afterskin picked up a donut and casually replied, “What else could it be? A bunch of struggling prisoners and a greedy idiot.”

The Second Demon God’s face was ashen as he continued to ask, “So… will Shadow Nine succeed?”

“None of your damn business.” Afterskin snorted coldly. “You want Nathan back too? Makes sense, if Nathan comes back, you won’t have to die. Nathan is a merciful man.”

As Afterskin and the demon were talking, a gold coin shot through the air and landed in front of him. In the center of the coin was embedded a storage ring.

The moment he saw the storage ring, Afterskin threw away the donut in his hand and wiped his hands on his clothes.

The Second Demon God’s expression also turned serious, he could clearly sense the aura carried by the ring.

Afterskin reverently held the gold coin in his palm and said sincerely, “Praise be to your grace, your loyal servant fears no hardship or misfortune, death or pain, and will remain by your throne until your divine kingdom is established on earth…”

Afterskin’s voice trembled slightly as he uttered the name.

“My Sovereign, Thanatos.”