Global Lords: My Heroes Grow Infinitely

However, Barefoot Immortal had a different idea, he said, "The urine of the Demon Race contains ten percent sugar, which means their sugar intake is exactly ten percent!"

Miao Renfeng knocked on Barefoot Immortal's head and said, "What a pig brain. By that logic, do you think the Demon Race also intakes twenty percent urea?"

"Then what brilliant idea do you have?" Barefoot Immortal retorted dissatisfied.

"It's simple, this suggests the Demon Race likes to sprinkle sugar on their excretion to attract ants, which lick it up, thus avoiding their tracks being discovered by enemies!"

Just as Miao Renfeng proudly gave his explanation, Barefoot Immortal slyly said, "Right, right, Miao Renfeng, you're just like the ant that got attracted!"

This remark made Miao Renfeng's face flush red.

But he had to admit, when he licked it earlier, it did taste quite sweet.

Rosen saw they were missing his point entirely and wasn't pleased, so he said, "Seems like you all are hopeless. Put it this way, if the urine of the Demon Race contains twenty percent sugar, it means they have diabetes. Otherwise, normal urine wouldn't contain sugar, as it should be completely absorbed."

"I see." Meng Die and others nodded at these words, finally understanding Rosen's point and asking, "So, do you plan to take advantage of this to strike the Demon Race?"

"Exactly." Rosen said, "We can disguise ourselves as merchants selling sugar, and then offer a sugar substitute to the Demon Race. This way, it would be easy to infiltrate their ranks and economically cripple them."

After Rosen revealed his scheme, Meng Die's expression changed, and she shook her head, "This doesn't seem right. Aren't we essentially helping the Demon Race in some way?"

After all, helping the Demon Race with their diabetes seems wrong.

But Rosen shook his head and said, "Meng Die, you underestimate my plan. Do you know that those so-called zero-calorie sugar substitutes are substances the human body can't digest or absorb? Once these build up in the body from long-term non-absorption, do you know what will happen?"

"Cerebral infarction?"

"Hypertension?"

"Kidney stones?"

Listening to each of the three giving a different answer, Rosie felt they had finally gotten it.

"Right, right, that's the idea. So we're not really helping the Demon Race; rather, we're further destroying their health. We'll not only ruin them economically but ensure a swift victory concerning their health as well!"

Everyone then praised Rosen's plan and said, "Such a brilliant idea, let's get moving!"

"But we need to get hold of some sugar substitutes first; otherwise, what will we sell?" Rosen said, "Everyone can go out to the wilderness and gather some sweet-tasting minerals. After grinding, these can be used as sugar substitutes. From what I know, most of the Demon Race are carbon-based creatures, and a diet high in silicon elements is harmful to their health, so try to find silicon isotope-rich minerals."

After the task was issued, everyone disappeared immediately, all going to seek minerals that could be used as sugar substitutes in the wild.

In the end, they gathered a big basketful, ground it into powder, and labeled it as natural sugar substitute.

Rosen said, "The Demon Race's mucus detected ten percent sugar content, which indicates they have a huge sweet tooth, making them easy targets. But before that, we need to disguise ourselves to ensure our human identities aren't exposed."

"Oh, as you say, thankfully I previously bought some cosplay costumes online, with dinosaurs, tigers and lions, which make us look just like fellow Demon Race members."

Barefoot Immortal brought out his online-purchased outfits.

After everyone changed, they no longer looked human, and surely with the Demon Race's intelligence, they wouldn't be able to tell the difference.

Rosen pushed over a cart, loaded it with sugar substitutes, and they all pushed the cart deep into the cliffside Demon Race village.

"Pay the protection fee!"

As soon as they entered a hundred meters into the Demon Race village, they encountered Demon Race members collecting protection fees.

Rosen noticed that the Demon Race was accepting protection fees in the form of white sugar!

"I didn't expect white sugar to be so highly prized among the Demon Race, becoming a hard currency!"

Rosen expressed surprise, and it looked like their imported sugar substitute was likely to be treated like gold and snapped up.

Just then, the Demon Race collecting protection fees spotted Rosen and the unfamiliar faces and each approached to demand a protection fee from Rosen.

"New here, pay a protection fee, one pound of white sugar per person!" the Demon Race collector demanded.

"A pound per person or every person a pound?"

"One pound per person."

"One pound per person or per person a pound?"

"500 grams!"

Seeing that Rosen was playing dumb, unwilling to pay the protection fee, the Demon Race collector got impatient.

Moreover, he clearly saw Rosen with a cart full of white sugar, weighing at least a hundred pounds!

"If we really didn't have a pound of sugar, why would we be beating around the bush with you? How about this, we're new here, just let it slide for the first day." Rosen pleaded.

After all, they had to pass the first hurdle. If they couldn't, how could they infiltrate the enemy's ranks?

"That's nonsense, if that's not white sugar, then what is it? Since when did white turn to black?" the Demon Race collector coldly questioned.

"This is a sugar substitute, to be precise, not white sugar." Rosen honestly explained.