Surviving The Fourth Natural Disaster Chapter 631: Shoulong who is not friendly to goblins

An Ran looked at the archmage in front of him who seemed to like art very much, and began to think in his heart, what kind of gift would be suitable for Master Bolaño after the event was completed.

Leaving aside the value, you have to have some taste.

He just said it! A continent as big as this cannot be full of uneducated rough people, otherwise, how could those great witches make friends with the great mages over there.

An Ran thought happily, seeing the performance of Archmage Bolaño, the lord of Aglaia City must also have a bit of artistic taste, so many things will be easier to handle!

It's not that these big families of Shoulong don't want to make money, but in this empire, most of the artists are also high-level professionals, and they can't be wronged, they must be satisfied.

The reason why Hill said this was because he felt that within a short period of time, the target of the undead must also be the pirates of the Sword Coast or the Moon Shadow Sea. After returning to Aglaia this time, they would definitely not be able to go to the east.

With such a strong space explosion, the Supreme Forest will be impassable for at least half a year.

If the undead want to trouble Zhentil Castle again, they have to detour from the south. Even if they had the time and leisure, the princes in the City of Shadows would not continue to wait for them.

Although at the beginning, these Nether-colored dead souls would consider casualties and wait for the undead who could help, but since the group of elves can't come, they won't procrastinate any longer.

They absolutely cannot tolerate the human beings who cooperate with Felin Mokui alive, and they are right in front of their eyes!

Thinking that my floating city has been floating above a group of felin mokui for nearly a year after returning from the shadow world, the skulls of the ghost princes are about to explode.

Even if they have to go back to the Shadow Realm and sleep for hundreds or thousands of years, they will not let Zhentil Castle go!

Hill felt that even if he didn't give up, the battle over there would have come to an end before the undead had left.

It's also very good for Corellon, just to avoid cooperating with the City of Shadows, how could he like someone who the elves hate so much.

It's just that for the father of the elves, in the war, all available conditions must be used, let alone turn the advantage into a negative.

In the current situation, Corellon probably needs to go to Vol'jin first.

Sill didn't know what would happen to Vol'jin after he was involved in the turbulence of space, but after arriving at sea, Corellon still didn't move, it was impossible.

It can only be according to Toril's rules, the war between the gods is best resolved in the astral world, Hill guessed that the father of the elves went to find the kingdom of God in Vol'jin.

There is nothing important to do on the Northland side, unless the undead go north.

Although Luskan and the Orcs on the Spine of the World are good opponents, there is also a God of War who is chasing Bane right now.

If Corellon doesn't want to mess with Tempus at this time, the best way is to let the undead trouble the pirates.

For the undead, if they can receive the bounty task from the east, they will be very happy to chase and kill the Shengclawed Dragon.

The immemorial green dragon behind the Jianwan Islands would never make a move for these little pirates. She raised pirates mainly to do some cheap business, but a stable channel is more meaningful to her.

Which one is more threatening to her waterway, the undead or the pirates, this dragon is not stupid, so he must understand it.

After reading the list in satisfaction, Hill waved his hand directly: "Liszt, take Mr. An Ran to see my material warehouse."

Of course he has prepared a mushroom house long ago, which is dedicated to storing things that can be traded.

As an archmage, it's best to act a little bit higher, and just show that you value it when you meet him.

Business dealings, even bargaining, still have to be left to the subordinates.

On Toril's side, being approachable will not make people feel kind, but will only make people more vigilant. After all, the most approachable existence is basically for the greater good, and it is more likely to be a devil in disguise of.

Moreover, Liszt is more suitable than him at this time. He may not make a lot of money in business, but he will never lose money. His principles are much stronger than Hill.

When An Ran followed the floating Ta Ling to the mushroom house, he still couldn't recover: after so many years in business, he really didn't know how to do business with a creature like Ta Ling!

Don't ask him to quote a purchase price cautiously. If this Taling named Liszt sounds dissatisfied, just drive him out, right?

Although he has long heard that Aglaia City likes to use tower spirits to manage stores, that tower spirit called... seems to be Martha or something, and almost controls most of the transactions in that city market, but An Ran still couldn't imagine what it would look like.

The main reason is that the puppet robots on Shoulong's side have relatively rigid minds, and they can only do things within certain rules and regulations, and they can't go out of style even a little bit.

And on Faerun's side, it's not like they don't know a few archmages with magic towers. Their tower spirits don't seem to be very flexible?

An Ran felt that he had to weigh it. Where is the bottom line of this archmage? He wants to take a cut of the profits. A little more is a little bit more. Isn’t the information fee the most earned in cross-continental transactions? ?

However, An Ran, who was full of little calculations, just followed Liszt into the hut with only one floor, and her eyes froze for an instant.

The space in the house is very large, although it is a bit bigger than An Ran imagined, but he is not completely unprepared.

It can be seen from the internal space of the whale that Archmage Bolaño's space magic is very strong.

However, the rows of shelves and the high and low cargo cabinets were full of precious goods, but An Ran's feet suddenly softened, and he couldn't help but hold his weak body under the door frame with one hand.

Especially... the pure gold that An Yanfei specially emphasized is as big as a fist! And there are three more!

When An Ran listened to it, he still felt that the son of the direct line was thinking too much, even if he had pure gold, how much could he have?

It's not worth being so nervous, and he needs to come to Yingbin Island as quickly as possible!

It is not too difficult for the archmages of Faerun Continent who have made friends with their Anjia Dawu to get fine gold.

It's not that they can't buy it, even the finger-sized ones, Anjia still has some

It is said that even Lords of Faerun may not be able to see lumps of fine gold, even if they have some fine gold powder in their hands, it is not bad!

An Ran's little pride disappeared from the three gleaming pieces of pure gold on the table in the middle of the room. All sanity disappeared in an instant, and the only thought in his mind was: buy it!

Liszt looked back at An Ran's expression, carefully calculated again, and finally decided to raise the bottom line given by Hill.

After all...the jadeite here was shaped by the Heavenly Court Immortal. As long as the Heavenly Court is still there, the jadeite will not be broken, and the fine gold in their family has never been produced by anyone.

Even if the ancestral land of the Earth Bear has a Crater of Excellence, so what? Who can dig it?

If you can't, then you don't have it.

So the pure gold in their hands is definitely not a product of random digging, but the most rare thing!

Liszt squinted his eyes, and looked up at the dazed An Ran, who looked up at the things on the shelves and muttered a word, showing a particularly kind smile: After seeing An Yanfei who looked like a nobleman, After touching the whale tooth, he couldn't help but choose to put the pure gold in the most conspicuous place. It really was a good idea. This Shoulong merchant already felt that everything beside him was extremely precious!

Sill didn't know what good deeds his Tarling had done, he just led a group of chattering and curious goblins to open the terrace again, and then told Oberon and Vera to take care of the few A pickle, this is someone else's territory, don't run out to open the maze just because there are too many people.

The relationship between the people here and the goblins is not very good, and they are on the verge of war all the year round. No one knows how they will react when they see the goblins.

Auberon nodded very seriously, and sternly stopped Vera who was about to move: "Don't think that just because you are cute and beautiful, you can be popular in the Eastern world!

Here, rules are the most important thing. Most of the Easterners are in the orderly camp. No matter how good-looking chaos is, to them, it is a creature that should not exist.

Little goblin... It's not that I haven't been to the east before, but it didn't end well. It's better to be turned into a gardener by a mage on Faerun's side than here! "

The staff in Vera's hand fell to the ground. As a little flower fairy, even though she likes to play pranks, her extremely cute appearance has won her a lot of love in Faerun. Both the teacher and the very serious sun **** priest will choose to forgive her when they see her cute and apologetic.

So Vera couldn't understand at all why someone would be so harsh on the cute goblin.

However, this is what her dearest father said. Auberon will never lie to her. Vera flew down sadly to pick up her little staff: "Even if I go out, I will obediently follow By Hill's side, never cause trouble or talk to them."

Sill didn't say much~IndoMTL.com~Toril's affairs must be understood by Auberon better than him.

Maybe it's a little scary, but I guess the situation is not too bad. After all, no matter how stable Oberon is, he is still a goblin in the chaotic camp. His stability is just a comparison.

For him to be so cautious, the goblins must have paid a heavy price. Even after so many years, the memory is still fresh.

Sill smiled and comforted the panicked goblins: "If you really want to go out, just don't leave my robe, and I will wear the robe with the most pockets to go out."

The undead once said that the robe is the standard equipment for the twelve-pocket elders of the beggar gang: although most of the large and small pockets on it are made into secret pockets, there are indeed twelve.

Then add a big hood, the tight-fitting robe is dark brown, and the sleeveless outer robe, which looks a bit like a cloak, is gray.

But Hill likes it very much, it is really suitable for him who has too many bits and pieces on his body.

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