“You ask for such a large number of black gears. May I ask what would you trade for these gears?”
Alphabet God Montague did not immediately refuse. He wanted to listen to Merlin's offer. If the thing he wanted to exchange was not attractive enough, he would be able to easily turn it down.
“What I will trade for them is a God's Technique,” Merlin said with a calm expression.
As soon as Alphabet God Montague heard that, he burst out laughing.
“Ha ha ha, little Alphabet God, you must be kidding me. This is the God's Tribe. In the past, we had given birth to many True Gods. The God's Techniques that were left behind do not make the new generations of the God Tribe feel the scarcity.”
He didn't expect Merlin to offer something like this.
'Even if his cultivation is at the Alphabet God level, he is still only a child.’ His eyes were filled with contempt, viewing Merlin as innocent.