"Mei Lun!"
"Yes."
"I recall that you are hosting a small trade fair in a few days, inviting people from all over."
"That's correct."
Mei Lun nodded.
"I need you to spread a message," Carl said, his eyes narrowing. "I am collecting Holy Skills. Anyone who brings me a Holy Skill, I am willing to trade one hundred thousand catties of fine meat for it."
"No!" Carl declared. "Two hundred thousand catties!"
The Magic Forest was lacking in many things, but beast meat wasn't one of them. Since he didn't have a specific target, casting a wide net was the best strategy.
As long as the bait was sufficient, he refused to believe that no fish would bite, especially since this was a genuine trade.
"What?" Mei Lun's expression changed dramatically, his voice trembling as he repeated, "Two hundred... thousand catties?"
He suspected he had misheard the number, as the amount was truly staggering.
"Yes."
Carl said with a stern expression, "It is two hundred thousand catties!"
