Chapter 125
“This is the goods I’ve prepared for this trip,” the fly demon said, leading Lynn to its stall.
In front of the stall, a little demon was stationed, keeping watch. The fly demon waved casually, and the little demon quickly stepped aside, clearing the way for Lynn and the fly demon to approach the stall.
The fly demon’s stall was quite spacious, about the size of a classroom. It was not just filled with inanimate objects; there were also some living creatures.
“These are the goods I have for trade,” the fly demon explained. “I’m not sure what you wizards prefer, so I’ve prepared a variety of things. Once you decide what interests you, we can arrange a larger transaction next time.”
“What kind of bug is this?” Lynn’s gaze fell on a creature before him—the size of a tabletop, with a shell bearing a small, tower-like mound on its back. Upon closer inspection, he could see that this mound was made of assorted debris, including small rocks, twigs, and even bits of trash.
The bug lay quietly on the ground, its only movement being the slight twitching of its antennae, which indicated that it was still alive.
“That’s an infernal bug,” the fly demon answered. “Some demons use them as pack animals. These infernal bugs have a natural inclination to carry loads on their backs from birth. They’ll climb to great heights while bearing these loads, and they would rather work themselves to death than stop.”
“You can make these infernal bugs walk continuously by blocking their vision with a cover, so they can only see the sky and not their feet. They’ll keep moving forward, and they require minimal sustenance while working hard. Interested?”
Lynn crouched down and observed the bug on the ground. Its eyes were covered, rendering it motionless and docile.