Heimarian Odyssey Chapter 192: The value of caveman
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"This is the result of this investigation mission?" a front desk staff member asked solemnly.
"Yes, here are the biological fragments we picked up." Locke handed over two fingers, the stubble limbs and the scales of a giant crocodile.
The staff picked up the instrument for testing, and then nodded to confirm, "Yes, your job performance this time is excellent." After all, I printed the job on Ailian collar. A sign for completing the task, and also handed over their task reward.
Two hundred Golden Moores, compared to the task rewards that other low-level attendants can receive, this one is much more precious. It can be seen that the information they bring back is of great value.
The two hundred gold Morlocks didn’t need anything. He had taken a big deal this time, whether it was the stump of the dwarf creature, the nucleus and body material of the giant crocodile, or the three plants. The unknown red grass is far more than the price of two hundred gold moles.
Eileen was a bit embarrassed at first, because she did not do anything in the mission, but seeing Locke's attitude is so tough, she can only accept it.
Not long after Locke and Ailian left, the staff member who had just assessed the task situation for them turned around and went to the upper floor of the task hall.
The mission hall is located at the center of the gate of the Princeton Royal Academy. It is more than ten meters high, and there are five floors. Except for the first and second floors as the mission hall, outsiders are not allowed to enter the third floor.
The staff went into an office on the fourth floor.
An old man with long gray eyebrows is wearing a pair of single-frame glasses, looking at the books in his hands seriously.
"Master Priddo, it's not good, look at this." After the staff pushed the door and entered, they handed Locke the task materials handed in by them to the old man.
Prido, an old man with long gray eyebrows, first slowly put down the book in his hand, and then took over what the staff handed him.
"Oh?" The old man didn't keep his eyes on the scales of the giant crocodile too much, but focused his eyes on the two severed fingers.
"Why do cavemen appear near here?" The old man murmured, and no one knew what species of caveman he was talking about.
"Such demihumans rarely exist in our mainland Missia, only a few underground in the southeast coast." This staff member does not seem to be an ordinary person, and knows a lot.
"En..." The old man pondered for a while, and then said, "Declare a few missions. Let the knights and magicians below, catch more cavemen back, and find their lair. "
"Okay." The staff agreed, and then left to issue the task.
After the staff left, the old man put down the caveman's fingers he was observing, and his eyes could not help but sweep the scales of the giant crocodile. The scales of this giant crocodile were not as hard and sharp as before, but because of Locke and the giant The crocodile's several head-to-head collisions made the scales dull.
"What an aggressive young man!" The old man sighed. He was able to beat the frost giant crocodile like this. The knight who returned from completing the task is also a talent.
Locke, who returned to Princeton, was not in a hurry to go home. After bidding farewell to Elaine in the academy, he went to deal with his own harvest first.
On Waltz Avenue, in a pharmacy and grocery store, Locke poured out the ice cubes that wrapped the caveman's stumps, the scales of the giant crocodile, and the claws.
This shop is one of Bili's properties. Locke had previously completed the task and then let go of the harvest. They all came to this shop. Everyone is acquaintance, and I am not afraid of anyone who scammed anyone.
The appraiser in the shop is a yellow-haired middle-aged man. He is holding a block of ice that freezes the caveman. He curiously researches. It seems that in his eyes, this block of ice is more than the contribution of the intermediate monster monster. The material attracts him even more.
Locke was not in a hurry. After asking for a cup of tea, he sat quietly on the chair and waited for the appraiser's result.
The middle-aged appraiser finally finished the inspection after the maid waiting next to him exchanged three cups of tea for Locke.
"Unexpectedly, there are cavemen in our Omor Empire." The middle-aged appraiser didn't say anything to Locke, but first let out a sigh.
"How much is this stuff worth?" Locke asked what he cared about the most. He saw that the Naya creatures could resist the giant crocodile for a while before choosing to bring back this unexplained wreck. In his eyes , Even if this creature is not a monster, its body is almost as valuable as a monster.
In addition to the light weight and small size, Locke chose to bring these ice cubes back.
"This thing is not valuable." The appraiser finished the language and said, before Locke could speak, he went on to say, "But we are more interested in where this creature appears."
The appraiser gave Locke a reassurance, letting him know that what he brought back was not completely worthless.
"How much?" Locke asked. They had been friendly and cooperative a few times before, and he didn't mind giving a friendly price to this shop in Bi Li's house.
The middle-aged appraiser's identity in the shop is not low, so after a little consideration, his finger compares the number of'seven'.
"Deal!" Locke smiled. Seven represents seven hundred gold moles, which is equivalent to what he has gained from completing two trials.
"As for the scales and four claws of this frost giant crocodile, because of the degree of damage, we can only give a purchase price of 100 gold moles." The middle-aged appraiser reminded.
"Okay!" The most valuable crystal nucleus has been left by Locke. This pile of materials is exchanged for 100 gold moles, and Locke has not suffered.
After telling the appraiser the name of the territory next to Ailian’s house, and after checking it, Locke tried to ask, "What is that caveman?" He just heard the middle-aged appraiser call this The creature is a caveman.
The middle-aged appraiser knew the relationship between Locke and his own lady. He didn’t hide it, and said directly, “A caveman is a creature that lives mainly underground. Its origin is not yet known, but because of its good strength and low Consumable and often sold as slaves."
"Slave?" Locke opened his eyes wide and looked at the appraiser in confusion.
"Yes, slave. You only need a little moss as food, and this creature can move normally for a day." The appraiser gestured.
Although Locke has only seen a battle between a caveman and a giant crocodile, he can also feel that the caveman is at least the strength of a low-level attendant. Someone wants to capture them as slaves. It seems that they still have to be a piece. Grab?
Locke has no intention of paying attention to the future and destiny of non-native creatures. After thanking the middle-aged appraiser, he returned home with his own reward.
What he didn't know was that three days after he handed over this task, whether it was in the task hall of the Princeton Royal Academy, in the reward list of other organizations, or in the black market, they all appeared at the same time. The task of arresting cavemen.
This ugly-looking, short-bodied sub-human species seems to be the sweet pastry in the eyes of major forces.