On the way here, the Black Warrior was always with him and never left. How did the Lord of the Dead know about this?

Recalling Zhang Peng's reaction in Caicai City, I was not surprised to see him, and I didn't even ask him why he came here.

They all know my whereabouts and what I have said!

Sayer's pupils narrowed.

Taking a deep breath, Sayer suppressed his surprise in his heart and nodded, "Yes, great Lord of the Undead, I hope to become an ally of the undead."

Li Ziyu chuckled, "Why do you think I agreed to become our ally?"

This sentence made Sayer hesitate.

yes.

I was so excited that I wanted to become an ally of the undead, but I never thought about why the undead would accept me.

After all, he is a rat man and a merchant from the city-state of Illamaha.

The undead were at war with the rat-men some time ago, and they were still the enemies of the rat-men.

It has to be said that the huge benefits during this period have gone to Sayer's mind, causing him to lose his former caution and shrewdness.

He had not considered how he, a small businessman running a street stall in the city of Illamaha, had entered the eyes of the undead, and why the undead gave him the potion of bliss for him to sell.

Everything fell on my head like pie in the sky.

When faced with the hope that could change everything, Sayer lost his judgment.

Now the Lord of the Undead asked him face to face, making him hesitate.

Even with the support of the Bliss Potion, Sayer became famous in the city-state of Ilmaha, but it was still short-lived and he only changed from a street vendor to a popular businessman.

Not to mention compared with the rat nobles in the underground city, even compared with the big businessmen in the underground city, he is useless.

Businessmen like Babbitt and Ferdinand were still the ones he looked up to.

Without the supply of the special item Bliss Potion, Sayil is nothing.

He is able to achieve the momentum he has now because of the benefits brought by the Bliss Potion.

In the city-state of Illamaha, only he had the Bliss Potion, which monopolized the market of the entire city-state and set off a wave of trends, which gave him the opportunity to grow.

Sayer's face was uncertain and he didn't speak for a long time.

"The ally we need is not an ordinary businessman, but someone who is beneficial to us." Li Ziyu stood up as he spoke, picked up the juice from the side, poured himself a glass, took a sip, and sat down again.

Next, he looked at Sayer calmly.

"What do you need me to do?" Sayer raised his head and looked at Li Ziyu and asked.

"It's not what I want you to do, but what you want to do." Li Ziyu was still cheerful, but that smile made Sayer feel cold.

The undead have big plans!

Sayer yelled in his heart.

He was fooled.

After boarding the undead warship, there was no chance of getting off.

Since when?

He recalled.

But he couldn't figure it out. He had been doing the same thing as other businessmen all this time. Why would the undead choose him?

Babbitt and Ferdinand are both big businessmen from the city-state of Illamaha. Isn’t it a good idea to choose them?

However, the undead chose him.

What does the undead see in me?

Sayer couldn't figure it out. He frowned and kept thinking.

"You are ambitious and you are working hard to change your living environment. City Lord Zhang Peng admires you very much." Li Ziyu said softly.

Sayer looked at Zhang Peng fiercely, only to find that the guy who looked like a necromancer still looked listless and didn't even look at him.

"Great Lord of the Undead, forgive me for my clumsiness. I can't understand what you mean." Sayer simply didn't want to think about it anymore and asked directly. He wanted to know what the Lord of the Undead needed.

"You have to understand that when you talk in front of me today, you are not becoming an ally of a certain businessman or noble, but an ally of my undead clan. Do you feel that your current status is enough? Do the undead clan lack a businessman?

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"You have no power and want to use my resources to obtain more wealth. How is that different from other businessmen?"

Li Ziyu pointed at Sayer.

Just these two sentences made Sayer break out in cold sweat.

He understands.

What the Lord of the Undead needs is not a merchant, but a nail buried in the Skaven city-state.

He is a rat man, but he is a rat man of the undead tribe.

Big opportunity!

Sayer realized that this was a huge opportunity in front of him.

This opportunity will make him a master, but it may also make him doomed and die without a burial place.

The Lord of the Dead needs him to betray his race!

At this moment, he understood everything.

Zhang Peng, the mayor of Rat Death Border City, what exactly did he see in him? It was his drive to work hard, his drive to do whatever it took to make life better, gain power, and gain wealth.

In the entire city-state of Ilmaha, there are countless people who make profits from the market of the dead, but he is definitely among the group with the most brains and the hardest work.

The time has come to decide.

If you choose to retreat at this time, the undead will give up on him, will not provide him with the bliss potion, and will no longer protect him.

The business that had just picked up will disappear, and he will become the carpet merchant he was before.

There is never any way to surpass Babbitt, and the other party will always stand in front of him domineeringly.

If he chooses to turn to the undead, he will get more help from the undead, and the undead will help him in every aspect.

It was only a matter of time before there was a race behind him that could surpass businessmen like Babbitt and Ferdinand.

Even becoming a rat noble in the dungeon is easy.

He can thrive among the rat people, control a party, and become a powerful rat person.

But if one day things are exposed, he will become the public enemy of the rat people, will be hated by all the rat people, and will be killed.

Moreover, depending on what the Lord of the Dead wants, from now on I have to obey his orders and be controlled by others.

How to choose?

...how to choose?

Sayer smiled, with a look of madness in his eyes.

No choice, no need to choose.

This is the opportunity he has been waiting for!

The opportunity he had prayed for countless times was right in front of him, how could he give up?!

So what if you betray the Rat Clan?

So what if I get killed?

What did the rat people give me? My family has been slaves for generations. Even if I break away from the status of slave rat people, my life is still not good.

I work hard, but I have to be cautious for fear of offending the powerful.

Live humble and careful.

I don't want to live like this!

I want to give it a try!

The rat race has become decadent. The rulers are living in debauchery, but we have no future.

Why are they born with inexhaustible wealth? Why are they nobles?

This should all change!

"Great Lord of the Undead, please give me a chance to become your 'ally'. I will serve you, worship you, and treat you respectfully. You will become my faith!"
Chapter completed!