Beast Summoner

"Don't you believe it? I can take you to the Luna Well." Reagan Harris stood up, pretending to take Shirley to have a look.

"No, you have already admitted that the Moon Stone was indeed lost before, so I believe that what you said about having the Moon Stone again must be true. I believe that Chief Harris will not deceive me on such a big matter." Shirley.

He took a deep breath and refused.

"If you are willing to send troops to help us, we can give you part of the treasures in Illidan's ruins." Without the constraints of the Moon Stone, Shirley understood that things might not be that simple.

If there is no Moon Stone, the people of the Harris tribe will definitely rush in desperately to get the Moon Stone until they find the Moon Stone. However, if it is just based on profit, in the event of a crisis, in order to reduce casualties, Harris

People in the tribe are likely to quit midway.

If the people of the Harris tribe quit midway, then the secret of Illidan's ruins may not be guaranteed, and Illidan's ruins will inevitably become a treasure of the night elves.

At that time, I am afraid that except for the night elves royal family, other tribes will not be qualified to take a share of the pie, let alone the night elves who don't even have a tribe.

Even if they discovered the Illidan ruins, it would be useless. They would most likely be punished for not reporting the discovery of the ruins in time. They are a group of people without tribes, and many of them are sinners. They will be waiting for them when the time comes.

It can only be a disaster.

The main reason why Shirley found the Harris tribe in the first place was because the Harris tribe had lost the Moon Stone, which was the basis for cooperation, and then because they had certain strength.

It’s not that the strength of the Harris tribe is not important, but because the loss of the Moon Stone is the basis for cooperation. The Harris tribe is afraid that outsiders will know that they have lost the Moon Stone, and Shirley and the others don’t want outsiders to know their existence. Each other has their own tricks.

In the other party's hands, both parties are equal and have restraint on each other.

But now that the Harris tribe has the Moon Stone, the situation between the two sides is already unequal. The Harris tribe already knows the existence of these people, and also knows about the Illidan ruins. If the Harris tribe and itself are not

If these people are tied together, there will definitely be problems.

Shirley now regrets it. If she had known that the Harris tribe already had the Moon Stone, she would never have come.

"If I send someone to help you, how will you divide the spoils?" Reagan Harris asked unhurriedly.

Shirley hesitated and said, "Thirty-seven points."

"Thirty-seven points? Okay! Seven points for me and three points for you, it's quite reasonable." Reagan Harris nodded. He didn't expect Shirley to be so generous.

"How is that possible? It's me, seven, and you are three!" Shirley quickly corrected.

"What? Me three? I worked hard, but in the end I only got three? Do you think it's possible? Even if I agree, the warriors of our tribe will not agree!" Reagan Harris shook his head and refused happily.

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If the Harris tribe did not recover the Moon Stone, then Reagan Harris might really agree to this condition plus a Moon Stone. But now it is not him who is anxious, but Shirley, so it is impossible for him to agree to such a condition.

"We spent a lot of manpower, material resources and time to find the ruins. You only need to send people to help carry the belongings out. Thirty percent is already a lot!" Shirley argued without showing any weakness.

"Hmph! Is that interesting? If you just need to move something out, do you still need to ask for help? No matter how small you are, it will only take a few more days to move. Of course, if you really just want help,

It's so simple for you to move things, and if you really don't need to take action, I can't accept the 30%." Reagan Harris shrugged his shoulders and said indifferently.

"You..." Shirley didn't expect Reagan Harris to be such a rogue. If it was so simple, how could they use the Harris tribe?

"Little girl, don't be so excited, let's talk business! Just tell us whether we need to take action and whether our people will be harmed." Reagan Harris picked up the teacup on the table, blew it, took a sip, and breathed.

He said calmly.

"Four-six!" Shirley gritted her teeth.

"Five-five!" Reagan Harris stretched out his palm and spread his five fingers.

"Impossible!" Shirley shook her head vigorously and refused without hesitation.

Four or six is ​​her bottom line. Don't even think about opening five or five. It's simply impossible. Once they get the Moon Stone, they will inevitably establish a new tribe. Building a new tribe requires a large amount of funds, and Illidan

The ruins are their hope for rising.

"50-50, I can take action personally." Reagan Harris said calmly.

Shirley was stunned for a moment. If a seventh-level dark magician joined, the possibility of success would be greatly improved, but the price was also high. She really couldn't accept the 50-50 outcome.

"Let me tell you the truth! The ruins of Illidan we discovered are most likely his tomb. The tomb has at least three floors. We have already cleared the first floor. There are more than one million gold coins in the first floor alone.

Not counting other things, the further down you go, the greater the harvest will definitely be.”

"Don't think it's only 10%, but it's likely to be a difference of tens of millions of gold coins, so 40% is the limit I can accept!" Shirley could say that she couldn't stop talking without saying anything shocking.

Reagan Harris was shocked by Shirley's words. If it was really a tomb, the difference of 10% would probably be more than tens of millions of gold coins.

There is a huge difference between ruins and tombs. The ruins may only be the place where Illidan lived, but the tombs are likely to contain the wealth accumulated by Illidan throughout his life, and may even contain some secret techniques that have been lost.

, if you take it out casually, it will definitely be an astronomical number.

"Are you telling the truth?" Reagan Harris' breathing became a little heavy.

"I'm not entirely sure, but according to the descriptions of the murals and texts at the site, it's very likely that it's Illidan's tomb. Even if it's not a tomb, it's definitely the location of Illidan's tribe. We've already harvested a lot on the first floor, and there's still a lot left.

The two floors below are just a lot more." Shirley said firmly.

Reagan Harris narrowed his eyes slightly and his brain was running rapidly. One was considering whether Shirley's words were true or false, the other was considering whether four or six was Shirley's bottom line, and finally whether this matter was worth the risk.

The tomb of a powerful demigod is definitely more dangerous than an ordinary ruin. After all, no one wants to be disturbed after death. But once it succeeds, it will definitely be an extremely terrifying income.

The next goal of the Harris tribe is to become a royal family. If they can really have such a considerable income, many problems will not be a problem by then.

Because of the Moon Stone, the Harris Tribe owes Li Zhenbang two million gold coins. If this deal is completed, 40% will be more than 40 million gold coins. With this money, the Harris Tribe no longer has to look at Li Zhenbang's eyes.

, no longer constrained by others, you can completely work on your own.

"Forty to six is ​​my bottom line. If you don't agree, then I would rather risk being reported by you than cooperate." Shirley looked at Reagan Harris with firm eyes, indicating that she would never give in again.

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"How many people do you need?" Reagan Harris asked after pondering.

"The more the better, but I only want elites, and I do this for your own good. Ordinary warriors are of no use inside, and may cause chaos. The ruins are in danger every step of the way, and anyone, including me, may die at any time."

Shirley said calmly.

"It seems like it's just one floor, so you should have suffered a lot of casualties, right?" Reagan Harris took a deep breath and asked.

"Yes, we have a gold warrior seriously injured, a silver warrior, a dozen black iron warriors and senior warriors dead, three magicians slightly injured, and more than 20 people injured to varying degrees, some of whom are very...

It may be a lifelong disability." Shirley said in a serious tone.

Reagan Harris nodded. Such casualties can be regarded as a serious injury to the average night elf tribe, but compared with the benefits, they are still within an acceptable range. But this is only one level, below.

There are at least two more floors, and the danger will only get higher and higher. No wonder they are looking for help.

"I initially plan to lead the team myself. I should be able to form a team of about fifty people, with three gold warriors, seven silver warriors, several magicians, and the rest are black iron warriors." Reagan Harris pondered for a moment, thinking in his heart

We already have a rough candidate.

However, this is just a preliminary idea, and the final candidate still needs to be carefully considered. You can't take away all your family wealth just for a ruins.

When the time comes, there will be an emptiness within the Harris tribe, and it will be troublesome if someone takes advantage of it. Wouldn't it be like losing the watermelon and choosing sesame seeds? There is nothing Reagan Harris can do about this kind of thing.

After hearing Reagan Harris' words, Shirley's eyes lit up. If Reagan Harris could really bring a high-quality team of about fifty people as he said, then she would be more confident that she could bring the Illidan ruins inside

The treasures were brought out.

"After entering the ruins, you must obey my command. This is for everyone's good. Don't worry, I won't let you die." Shirley looked at Reagan Harris solemnly, feeling somewhat nervous.

It’s not that Shirley is keen on power, or wants to disgust Reagan Harris, the main thing is that there must only be one voice in such dangerous matters, otherwise problems will definitely arise.

Reagan Harris hesitated and stretched out a finger, "Four percent plus a moon stone."

"Don't you already have the Moon Stone?" Shirley asked with a frown.

"Is there still too much money?" Reagan Harris raised his eyebrows.

Reagan Harris is not a rookie. He understands what Shirley means, but he wants to make his attitude clear.