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Sivir didn't know when he had left.

Apart from the various parts of the airship that had been torn apart, only Li Zhi and Celia were left on the front terrace.

She sat down opposite Celia, "I want to recruit an orc merchant to join the exchange. What do you think?"

Celia: "There are only a few merchants in the entire Beast Alliance, and they are all merchants below level 3 who are not even qualified to sell weapons and equipment. What is your reason for letting the orcs join?"

——Of course, this will lay the foundation for breaking into the Beast Market and the Beast Alliance, while also attracting allies.

Li Zhi: "The exchange exists so that all races can enjoy the latest inventions and fair transactions of other races, and also to help shareholders avoid some risks. This can indeed make money, but the base is not large enough. The orcs are the largest ethnic group in the entire Apocalypse Continent. If the orcs are not allowed to join, how can the orcs believe and trade on our exchange?"

Celia: "What can the orcs save? Bones? Dried meat?"

Li Zhi: "The Orcs do lag behind other races in terms of technology, but they are actually the largest purchasers of low-end weapons and equipment. I believe that most merchants have hoarded some equipment and weapons below D level. These weapons and equipment can only be sold in the trading area depending on the situation. If the Orcs join in, these weapons and equipment can be destocked, which is also a good thing."

Celia: "I don't agree, and neither will other shareholders. You can join it because you are the initiator. The potential of the new race is not high, but as you said, the base is larger than the orcs, and the rating has not yet come. There is still potential for good relations, but the orcs have nothing. Their existence will only lower the upper limit of the exchange."

"I am the only S-level race you are exposed to now, but I cannot represent all S-level races. Even some A-level races, such as the Yuling Tribe, will refuse to become partners of the exchange just because the Orcs join them."

"It's a good thing you tell me this idea now so that you won't lose potential partners and customers by saying this on the day of the trade conference."

"I once told you that businessmen do not distinguish racial levels too clearly, but I want to tell you now that business has long separated different levels of races."

"The orcs are huge in number, but they can't even occupy 1% of the wealth in Apocalypse Continent. Inferiority and inferiority always contrast each other. What we have to do is to take money from the race that owns 99% of the wealth. Before letting them pay, you have to make them trust you and think that you are one of their own."

Celia's expression changed as she spoke.

At first it was solemnity and disapproval, but later it turned into intentional teaching, and in the end, it was disgust and joy that the superior who had always stepped on the red carpet accidentally stepped on the yellow clay.

Fortunately, she was always on the red carpet, and the yellow mud that accidentally got on her shoes was just an accident that would be detrimental to her style even if she mentioned it.

Li Zhi was silent.

After a moment, she nodded: "I understand. I won't mention it again. It's just that my career path requires me to trade among the orcs. I want to acquire a batch of low-level weapons. Teacher, can you help me get them?"

Celia was stunned for a moment, and the deep nasolabial folds became smoother: "How much do you want?"

Li Zhi: "As much as you want."

Celia: "Wait."

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