Diablo Destruction

"You found Gidbin so quickly?"

After Omas opened the thick cloth, he cried out. In his opinion, trying to find a handful of Gidebin from countless dwarfs in the endless sea of ​​trees was like finding a needle in a haystack. Difficult, he originally just said it casually, and when the other party couldn't find it, he would naturally come back to give an explanation, and he would use the favor to cancel the mission.

Unexpectedly, in less than a month, the Gidebin, which he thought was hopeless to be found, was actually found. After taking a deep look at the young elder who seemed to be unattractive, Omas held the Gidebin in his hand. In his hand, he suddenly frowned, then put his nose up and sniffed carefully.

"Your Majesty Elder, this sword seems to have a strange smell."

"Don't mind such small things, haha...ah hahaha..."

Seeing Omus actually put his nose up to his, I almost vomited, so I quickly took two steps away from him, for fear of catching the dwarf flu or something...

"Old man, I have completed the mission. It's time for me to use teleportation."

Ji Debin has been definitely handed over to Omas, and I can't wait to put forward my request.

"This... of course there is no problem, but can you wait a few more days, Elder?"

Omas scratched his bald head in embarrassment, showing a crying expression. His original purpose of setting up such an impossible task was just to delay a little time, but he never expected that the other party would complete it so quickly.

"If it wasn't related to your weird funny organization, I think I would listen to it." I frowned. Isn't this Indian Asan trying to have some evil idea again?

But soon, I realized that I had misunderstood the other party this time. India Asan’s reason was very simple and sufficient - the mages responsible for long-distance transmission had just completed the ritual of replenishing energy for Kurast’s defense magic a few days ago. . He is currently in a period of weakness, and it will probably take several days to recover.

So that's it, let's wait a few more days and leave first to avoid getting entangled with this stalking old man. I was just about to run away when Omus's gloomy voice reached my ears.

"Are you really not going to join our organization, Elder? In fact, a person as talented as you, even if you don't give up your identity as an adventurer. If you just learn casually, you will achieve great achievements in the future..."

"..."

I really want to hold this old man upside down and shake everything out of his mind. Which eyes and brain cells did he have to see that I have the talent of a comedian?

But now is not the time to provoke the old man. I have to rely on him if I want to use remote transmission. If he is unhappy and makes me wait a few more days, wouldn't it be very cost-effective? My eyes rolled a few times, and I immediately turned back with a smile on my face.

"It's impossible for me to learn, but there is a suitable candidate..."

"yawn--"

In the corner of the Green Forest Bar, a sudden sneeze came out. Phoenix rubbed his nose and smiled narcissistically, and the white teeth exposed with the smile seemed to flash with a white light.

"It must be another girl who is thinking about me. I can't help it. An outstanding man like me is destined to have endless love debts. Oh - God, please forgive me, a sinner."

While muttering to himself intoxicatedly, Phoenix waved his hand and magically conjured a red rose, held it in his mouth, and then knelt down on one knee. He continued in what he thought was the gentlest voice possible.

"But Oona, please believe me, there is only you in my heart from beginning to end. No matter how many girls like me, you will be the only sun in them."

"Yeah?"

A low voice roared from a lion's mouth answered Phoenix, and a huge figure stood in front of Phoenix. He suddenly felt like a mouse after seeing a cat, his whole body stiffened. He raised his head mechanically - standing in front of him like a hill. Wearing a pair of pajamas and holding a pipe in his mouth. Roll up your sleeves and trousers, who else could it be but the evil boss lady? And hiding behind her was naturally Oona who timidly exposed half of her head and looked at her.

"Boy, I remember telling you, if you do it again, I'll break your third leg."

The proprietress looked condescendingly at Fenix, who was kneeling in front of her with eyes that were inorganic. She gently smoked her pipe, and a puff of choking white smoke spurted out from her mouth, hitting Fenix ​​in the face and choking him. He kept coughing.

"Today I will fulfill my promise and pull out that thing of yours, and then let you come to the bar as a maid. This way I can see Oona every day, isn't it great?"

Saying this, the landlady looked like she was not joking at all, stretched out two big hands that were stronger than a bear, and grabbed Phoenix's head with one hand and under his crotch with the other like a wrestler.

"No--"

Amidst the roars of laughter from all the adventurers, Phoenix's tragic voice overwhelmed the crowd and echoed over the bar for a long time. Then with a whoosh, a person quickly ran out of the door like a mouse...

The next day, Princess Sanwu and I came to the Adventurer Trading Market. Probably because the trading freedom is greater, it is busier and more standardized than the Lu Gaoyin Trading Market. There are no tables, chairs, and no boundaries. , on the huge open-air platform, each adventurer spread wooden boards or coarse cloth on the ground, placed the things they wanted to sell on it, then crossed their legs, or took a nap, or bragging to the seller adventurer next door, okay? lively.

After a rough walk around the trading area, it was an eye-opener for me. There seemed to be everything here, but the most popular ones were life and mana potions, and the sales seemed to be pretty good. Is the potion explosion rate of ordinary adventurers really that low? ? I thought a little depressed.

Since it is an adventurer's business, of course the equipment transaction is indispensable. When I glanced over, I couldn't see any golden equipment. Most of them were blue equipment, such as blue heavy buckle belts and blue scale armor. Blue chain gloves and blue high-end helmets are all mainstream Kurast-level equipment with different attributes. At the beginning, I was very interested in each one and took a closer look. Maybe it will be over soon. Sick of it, rubbish. They are all rubbish. This is no longer just a matter of my vision, but the land is really rubbish. Look at it, +2 life, +1 mana, +5% defense. Damn it. The belt that adds 5% defense is useless.

However, of course, good things should be used by oneself. Only when one’s own team cannot use them will they be sold. Isn’t this a matter of course? Thinking of this, I felt relieved. But then I became speechless again. Whiteboard equipment. It seemed that I saw a lot of whiteboard equipment for sale, and there were quite a few buyers.

See this scene. I remembered the first time I saw it in Adventurer's Weekly, the scene where the entire adventure team was holding a golden two-handed ax and giggling. It seemed that I suddenly understood the meaning of those smiling faces.

Only with contrast can there be a high ground. At this moment, I was so happy that I almost fainted from my incredible explosion rate.

In addition to these, there are also some things with weird colors and shapes that I can’t name. In short, they are all kinds of weird. Everything.

It was already afternoon after visiting the entire Adventurer Market. Now that I had a clearer understanding of the market, I immediately found a relatively remote place. There were few stalls here and the scene was a bit deserted, but it didn’t matter. I was worried about myself. The stall would be crowded by the swarm of adventurers, so I chose such an open place.

After Moissa, who also serves as my assistant, saw me standing still. He immediately took out a delicate blanket. Gently spread it on the ground. Okay, let alone how good our goods are, this beautiful blanket alone will probably attract a lot of people. I chuckled secretly and put out the potions. The potions were so in short supply and I had so many of them that I could hardly put them down. Of course Gotta sell some.

I have long used up the light potions and the rejuvenation potions. Most of them are light and medium potions, as well as a small amount of large potions. First, I put one bottle each of light and medium healing mana potions on the stall. If the quantity is large, the price should be lower than the market price. With this in mind, I marked the prices of light healing potions and light mana potions at 50 gold coins and 80 gold coins respectively, while the medium ones were priced at 100 and 150.

Then, I put out the blue equipment that I didn’t need. Although the attributes I picked out were very average, they were much better than those in the trading market. This time, the price was set by Morissa. Hum, otherwise you would think What is the purpose of taking her to the market? It is to first understand the market price, and then make full use of her sophisticated brain to estimate the value of each piece of equipment. It can be said that as long as this little one is here, I will never have to worry about it. Being regarded as a hero.

Although I haven't counted it carefully, I have definitely no less than two hundred pieces of level 20-40 blue equipment on hand now, and most of them are high-quality. As for the mass blue equipment below level 10 and countless whiteboards Equipment, on the other hand, has long been donated to training camps or thrown to weapons dealers as junk by me. Even if there are huge storage boxes, I can't withstand the amount of equipment.

After picking out ten pieces of blue equipment with average attributes, I stopped and sold them slowly, not in a hurry. If I put up a hundred pieces at once, I would really worry about those arrogant adventurers not being able to bear the temptation. Transformed into a robber.

After filling up the blankets, I rested my head on Marissa's breasts, squinting her eyes and dozing off. I don't know if it was an illusion, but after that incident, she seemed to be much more well-behaved and no longer as willful as before. Or she is trying her best to find trouble for herself. Looking at her attitude now, she really looks a little bit like a little bird.

But before I could enjoy it for long, probably because this blanket was too conspicuous, a group of adventurers came all the way over, waking me up from my daze.

A team of three men, four women, four career changers, and three mercenaries does not feel very powerful, because generally speaking, unless there is an important combination missing in the team, for example, there is a serious lack of long-range and magic attack land pulls. Otherwise, there is no need for the elite team to start hiring mercenaries in Kurast.

"Sir, how do you sell these things?"

The person who spoke on behalf of the entire team was a sweet Rogge archer mm. It seems that women are born with the ability to bargain, but I won't let you cut it again. Yawning, I pointed at the words on each item. The price was listed, and this team of adventurers first focused on the potion.

It was probably an adventure team with a middle to lower level of strength. I secretly guessed that the elite team would not be short of potions.

"Eh. So cheap."

Seeing the price tag on the potion, Ms. Roger couldn't help but exclaimed, but when she saw that there was only one bottle, she looked a little disappointed.

"Sir, are these the only bottles?"

"of course not."

Seeing that the business was coming, I reluctantly sat up from my little jasmine-scented calf, and said to Ms. Rogge seriously, "The visitor is a guest." Not to neglect the weak and not to fawn over the strong. This is the most basic principle for me, Wu Fan, as a businessman.

"You can have as much as you want. The potion on my body is enough to keep all the adventurers in Kurast drunk for a whole day."

"Puchchi——"

Maybe she thought I was joking, so Sister Rogg couldn't help but chuckle, making the entire Kurast adventurers drunk for a whole day? Not to mention that you can't get drunk with potions at all. Even if you can really get drunk, how much potion will you need? The total number of adventurers in Kurast must be at least a thousand. A rough calculation shows that it would cost at least tens of thousands of bottles. Even if you opened the Lawyers Guild, you probably wouldn't be able to get that many bottles.

Seeing the disbelief in Miss Rogge's eyes, I didn't explain much. Anyway, I'll take out whatever you want.

After borrowing a word, Miss Rogge went back to discuss with her teammates in a low voice, and it took a while to finalize the decision. Then he turned around and smiled sweetly at me.

"Sir, we want 50 bottles of light life potion, 30 bottles of light mana potion, 10 bottles of medium life potion, and 10 bottles of mana potion. Do you think this is okay?" He said, showing a nervous look. I'm afraid I won't be able to get it. After all, such a cheap price is unprecedented.

"no problem."

I responded cheerfully, and with a huff, I poured out a lot of red and blue bottles from the inventory with a roar under the dull gazes of the seven people. Then I picked out the amount that Rogge mm wanted and handed it over, giving more of each item by the way. Got two bottles.

"You are my first customers, so please give me a few more bottles for free." I winked at the lovely Rogge sister. She reminded me of Rogge's camp and of Vilas and the others.

"7,400 gold coins. Hmm. Or 5 shattered gems. I'll give you a few more bottles."

Miss Rogge quickly took out 5 fragmented gems. I smiled and gave her two more bottles, and couldn't help but sigh in my heart that this cute girl is so popular, no wonder the team asked her to do business.

"Thank you, my lord."

Ms. Rogg happily put away the potion, already thinking that the other party should be the legendary super-elite adventure team. Only such a team can sell so many potions and give away more without any care. Thinking of this, Here, as a mercenary, Miss Rogge has a bit of admiration and admiration in her eyes. Elites, when will my team be able to add this glorious brand in front?

Now that she has determined that the opponent is the legendary super elite team, Ms. Rogge naturally refuses to let go of other things. The equipment provided by such a team should be better than what is displayed at other stalls. When her eyes When he turned to the ten pieces of blue equipment, those big watery eyes that were always flashing could no longer move.

Not only are they better, these are completely the main equipment of Kurast’s mainstream level! ! (Adventurers generally call the best equipment that they wear most often as their main equipment, and other inferior equipment as backup equipment)

"Sir... Sir, these are really... really for sale..." She said in a slightly trembling voice. Ms. Rogge seriously suspected that these equipments were just main equipment for personal use put out by the other party to attract business.

"certainly!"

I shrugged my shoulders. It’s not for sale. Should I take it out to bask in the sun?

"Pide, Peter, come and see, it's a good thing, it's really a good thing..."

After seeing the opponent's unfailing eyes, Ms. Rogge quickly greeted the team and shouted incoherently that the equipment was too precious for adventurers who only lived once.

"Oh my god, this is..."

A tall adventurer in the team who looked like a paladin, probably the one named Peter, came up and took a look at the blue double-edged ax in Sister Rogge's hand, and immediately screamed in surprise.

"Guest, this double-edged ax comes with attributes of 20% enhanced attack and +6 fire damage. It is very suitable for a profession like yours, but if you are a Paladin, I suggest you take a look at this... "As I said that, I picked up another crystal sword and handed it over.

"The crystal sword is lighter than the double-edged axe, and its attack is no less impressive. You see, the +1-4 freeze damage attribute attached to it is really the most suitable for a paladin like you who commands the battlefield."

After the paladin received the crystal sword, he could no longer take his eyes away. In the early stage, the cold attack was undoubtedly the best among all attributes, so the explosion rate was also extremely low. Adventurers generally used grooved weapons inlaid with blue. Gem to obtain this valuable attribute, that is to say, this crystal sword is equivalent to the value of 1 grooved crystal sword + 1 fragmented sapphire.

The Paladin was very excited, but he did not forget about the team as a whole. He carefully looked at the ten pieces of blue equipment, and after further discussion, they seemed to have finally made a decision.

"Senior, we want this."

Gritting his teeth, the paladin pointed at the crystal sword I just recommended. The price tag of 30,000 gold coins made his eyes turn red. It was not because the price was expensive, which was already very cheap, but because of this sword. He spent more than half of the hard-earned money accumulated by the team over the past few years.

Senior, this title is really interesting. I chuckled a few times. I wonder what he would think if he knew that his level was actually higher than that of the so-called senior.

After receiving the 20 fragmented gems from mm Rogge, I saw the paladin looking at the other equipment with reluctance, and suddenly on a whim, I picked out a blue scale with +4 physical strength among several pieces of blue equipment. Hand it to him - your eyes keep falling on this piece of scale armor, and your thoughts are written on your face.

"You are the first batch of customers, so buy one and get a big bonus, how about it?"

"This...how can this be done...Senior's kindness is appreciated by us, but I can't take it." Looking at the scale armor I handed over, the paladin swallowed hard, but the adventurer's dignity still made him refuse immediately. .

"Just say "Senior" to you. Isn't it natural for seniors to give gifts to juniors? If you still feel guilty, then please remember me and remember that there was once such a person who gave you scale armor. Maybe someone One day, I need your help?" I patted the paladin on the shoulder, said with a smile, and then forced the scale armor over.

After standing stunned for a long time, the paladin finally looked at me deeply, as if he really wanted to remember my appearance, and then bowed.

"Senior's gift, Peter will remember it in his heart."

"Don't you feel bad about sending it out like this?"

Seeing the seven people walking away, Moissa, who had been focusing on the book, suddenly spoke, as if she didn't understand why Rogge, the third stingy person, suddenly became so generous.

"It depends on who you give it to. If I think it's worth it, then it's worth it."

I replied casually. I was about to lie down again, but suddenly sighed and looked up at the adventurers coming in the distance. It seemed that I had no time to rest...