I Have a Date with a Thousand-year-old Female Corpse-Chapter 1250: Trading with the Demon

"Yes, the Yanna Fruit is the best-selling food item in our Demon Realm, and it’s extremely hard to come by. Just this one would cost at least twenty million Chinese Yuan if converted."

"What? Twenty million?!"

Zong Wangyue turned his head, looking at you with the expression of someone watching a prodigal son.

Rolling your eyes, you addressed the man: "Since you’ve already eaten it, I’ll start with my first question."

"Mm." The man nodded.

"First question, how did the Yanna Fruit appear in the Human World, and does it feed on human desires and obsessions?"

The man chuckled and said: "Indeed, the Yanna Fruit feeds on desires and obsessions, but not only humans. Animals and even members of the Demon Clan and Demon Tribe are also fair game. Initially, the Yanna Fruit was used in the Demon Realm to treat certain psychological illnesses, such as depression and rage. We let them reside within us, and once those emotions were consumed, we could extract it without the need for a doctor."

You nodded: "Again, why did it appear in the Human World?"

"For business opportunities, of course," the man laughed, "The Yanna Fruit is a specialty of the Demon Realm, with a low yield and reserved for the aristocracy’s consumption. But as you know, aristocrats are quite fussy about their food. The desires in the Demon Realm are few and repetitive; after a while, the same experiences become tiresome. So, people started to turn their eyes towards the Human World. In recent years, the rapid development of the Human World and the endless expansion of human desires naturally presented us with business opportunities."

Upon hearing this, Zong Wangyue immediately became upset: "Damn, you guys are crossing the line just to make money; these fruits, while absorbing desires, also siphon away human vitality!"

The man’s smile remained unchanged: "I apologize, this was an oversight on our part. Thus, we are currently developing a side-effect-free Yanna Fruit, expected to be in production within the next year or so. At that time, we also hope to cooperate with your human psychiatric institutions."

"Cooperate with demons? Are we crazy?"

"No, no, no, Little Fatty brother, please remember, we are of the Demon Tribe, but not demons. In fact, at the root, we’re very much like you," the man said grinning, "You should know, in ancient times, the Yellow Emperor led the Yan-Huang Family Clan to a fierce war against our Jiuli Tribe, resulting in our leader Chiyou’s defeat. The Jiuli Tribe gradually moved from the land of light into the darkness. Chiyou’s son, our greatest Demon God, led us through a rift into the Demon Realm, finding us a new territory, allowing us to live in peace for thousands of years."

"So you’re saying, you are just a minority group?"

The man shrugged: "Of course, after thousands of years of evolution, we’ve also changed under the influence of the Demon Realm’s space, developing some differences from you humans, but essentially, we are people too. Our world has skyscrapers, airplanes, and cars as well, just that we don’t use the firearms and cannons you are fond of now, as we still prefer to hack at people with cold weapons, hehehe."

"So the Yanna Fruit was brought over from the Demon Realm by you."

"No, no, not just by me, but by us. We are merchants of the Demon Realm, just like the Jewish People, focusing on trade and never getting involved in wars."

You thought for a moment, then said pensively: "Second question, why do you collect personalities? Who are you selling them to?"

"That’s an easy question, we collect personalities naturally for profit’s sake, creating a smoke out of the acquired personalities, much like human drugs, to be consumed by those with specific needs. Especially now, the taste of family and friendship are young demons’ and addicts’ favorites; eating these, they embrace and weep together, experiencing emotions they’ve never felt before."

You furrowed your brow—what the man said seemed careless, yet his actions appeared to involve aspects of human nature.

However, you are neither Jesus nor Buddha; the concept of human nature is intangible and not something you care to meddle with. After all, it is a fair trade: one willing to sell, another willing to buy, and no one is in a position to say more.

"Third question, does your Demon Tribe have any plans to invade the Human World?"

The man paused, blinked his eyes, and then laughed, an exaggerated laugh.

"Why are you laughing?" you asked with a frown.

"Give me a reason to convince those lazy bums in the Demon Realm to attack the Human World."

You and Zong Wangyue exchanged glances. This was not the answer you had expected.

The man continued: "Let me put it this way, the Demon Realm’s land is much more fertile than the Human World’s, and our scientific development is superior. Whatever the Human World has, the Demon Realm also has, and with many years of luxury, those masters and aristocrats of the Demon Realm have no interest in attacking your world. They only think about making money, obtaining things they lack from the Human World, such as personalities and Yanna Fruit."

Although you weren’t sure if this was everything, it seemed truthful.

With that in mind, you nodded: "Alright, the deal is settled, I have other matters to attend to, so I’ll be leaving first."

After taking a few steps away, you heard the man’s voice again from behind: "Considering how tasty that Yanna Fruit just now was, I’ll throw in an extra bit of information. There’s someone who has taken a keen interest in you and is preparing to make a move. Moreover, recently, our Demon Tribe and a certain power from your Human World have been collaborating on a brand new game, a game that will bring unprecedented benefits to both the Demon Realm and the Human World! The game is already in the internal testing phase, and I suspect, you might be one of the first testers, hehehe..."

Confronted with the man’s chilling smile, you couldn’t help but frown.

The first batch of testers?

As you turned to ask him for more details, he had already disappeared.

"Boss, what does what that kid just said mean?"

You shook your head: "Not sure, but clearly, someone is planning to take action against me."

"Gan! I’m going to call the brothers right now!"

Hearing Zong Wangyue’s response, you laughed: "We’re not going to start a gang fight; what’s the use in having more people? Besides, his words already hinted that those who will act against me are from the Demon Realm."

At this moment, on the other side of the Eastern Sea in Kyoto of the Yamato Nation, a figure shrouded by a black mist slowly emerged in the darkness.

It drifted towards the only lit room in the garden.

The dark shadow floated in the courtyard and did not enter.

Inside the room, a woman’s somewhat alluring voice said: "It’s quite a surprise, I didn’t expect you to visit personally."