Hero’s Creed

"Impossible, the difference in order is too great. m" Homer rejected the plan. "Even if your success rate of 1 in 10,000 is hit by you, it will immediately rebel, and you will definitely be dead."

"How good it would be if Robinson encountered it and was killed!" Downton was also under illusion. He knew this was impossible. With Robinson's cunning, he must have avoided it for a long time.

Jackson found Robinson's whereabouts when Downton left, but without any discovery, he disappeared without a trace.

Unblocked along the way, Downton led his team back to the temporary stronghold on Baker Street until he finished a cup of tea and took a short break before he remembered that Walnut hadn't even said a word until now.

"What's wrong?" Downton looked at Little Loli with concern. "Frightened?"

Walnut placed her hands on the dining table with her hands folded, her chin crooked above her, and she was softly distracted. Downton yelled several times before she reacted.

"Brother, if you know you won't win, why do you still have to shoot?" When Shearer appeared, Walnut gave up his resistance.

"Anyway, it's a death on both sides. Why don't you fight for it? Maybe there is a chance!" Downton smiled. "Although I know the situation is not good, I'm not desperate."

"Aren't you afraid of death?" Walnut asked back.

"I'm afraid, so I have to live alive!" Downton touched the walnut's forehead. "Go to Homer for these things, and I can't tell you clearly."

"In fact, Downton is a character who will not lose money. Even if he is dead, he will have to crush the other's teeth, so that they can't be happy."

Although Homer doesn’t want to say it straight, Walnut is a little stupid, and she is also a bit stubborn. Her first image of things will be printed in her mind and dominate, and then you don’t know the workaround. It's just a tendon.

"You will run into this danger again in the future. Run first, don't worry about us!" Downton's expression became serious. "You stay, for me, it is a burden."

"I see." Walnut nodded.

"Go to bed!" Watching Walnut's confused daze expression. Downton knew she still didn't think about it.

"Teaching children is not a simple matter, take your time!" Homer sighed. If it were to be done before, Walnut would definitely run away for the first time. She stayed only because of Downton, but did not win the other party, so she did nothing.

Leaving Casimodo with the walnuts, and by the way, waiting for Celes, Downton went back to the dagger mine alone.

Barak had been pulling his herbal medicine for five days and saw Downton again. What has not been said, coming up is a powerful bear hug.

"I'm sorry, I kept you waiting for a long time." Downton scratched his hair. "Have you eaten? Did they entertain you?"

"Don't say such things if you're a friend." Barak punched Downton in the chest, even though he was a tauren. But as a friend of Downton, who dare to embarrass him, the cronies even prepared hearty food to entertain him.

"It's me who saw me outside. Let's go and eat." Downton took Barak to the cafeteria without mentioning herbs.

"I've heard about it. You have been pretty good recently." Barak sighed. Three months ago, Downton was a worthless boy in the border town. He was repeatedly found out by others, but now he has climbed to the prestigious position of the chief engineer and nominally manages more than 20,000 miners.

"In general!" Downton hesitated, not knowing what attitude he would have after telling Dolfink that he wanted to be the mayor of Chenwu Town.

"Don't be humble, if you are average, then all of us have lived in vain for half of our lives." Barak went out and grabbed Downton. "Don't eat any more, it's important to hand over the herbs."

Entering the warehouse, Downton saw that there were two hundred tauren men here, holding arms and guarding the truck.

"Why didn't you arrange a room?" Downton was annoyed and yelled at the warehouse manager. "How do you do it?"

"Superintendent, they refused to leave." The hard-working expression on the warehouse manager's face. He was already in his forties, but he was scolded by 15-year-old Downton and dared not give birth to a little dissatisfaction.

"Downton, I let them stay here." Barak quickly dissuaded and apologized to the manager.

Two hundred tauren warriors were on their backs, and when they saw Downton coming in, they gathered around. The expression of alertness was stunned after hearing these words.

Never before have humans cared so much about them, but they suspect Downton is acting, so they look at the leader.

"He is my good friend, this time the buyer." Barak quickly explained, "It's all gone."

"Have you eaten?" Downton was going to arrange lunch for everyone, and was stopped by Baracola. "Look at the goods first."

The tauren opened the herbs on the truck, then found a box and opened it. Downton saw a neat and transparent leather bag inside. This is a bladder of Warcraft, which is very suitable for storing liquids.

Each leather bag is filled with blood, about one pound.

Downton soon knew why the Tauren was so cautious and anxious to hand over, because these are all the blood of the heroic order of Warcraft, and are expensive.

"The red is the blood of the bipedal dragon and the magic moon silver wolf, the blue is the blood of the hurricane pterosaur, and some pink is the blood of the Greta Falcon..." Barak pointed to the leather bag and introduced it to Downton.

"Needless to say, I know." As a potionist, it would be too embarrassing if he didn't understand these.

"You know?" Barak was stunned and couldn't help looking Downton up and down.

"I am a potionist." Downton smiled. "If you need potions in the future, you can find me!"

"No, who did you learn from?" Barak didn't believe that potion was a systematic discipline. Even the shaman witch doctor who specializes in pharmacy in the tribe highly appreciated the potions of the human kingdom.

Other tauren have similar expressions. How dare this man really dare to blow? I am afraid that the words are not fully recognized!

Downton shrugged his shoulders and stopped explaining.

"Downton, as a friend, I have to say, even if you don't lack money, don't spoil these potions." Barak keeps the simplicity of the orcs and hates waste. If it's not Downton, he will never put These things are sold.

"I understand." Downton estimated that this batch of herbs is probably worth about 30 million gold coins. Inexplicably surprised, taunting Tauren, "Who wants to say that the orc is a poor man next time, I was the first to smash his front teeth."

The Tauren people looked embarrassed. Downton said nothing malicious, but they did hit their faces.

"Hey. What you see is only the superficial situation. These tribes have been saved by our tribe for nearly ten years. Do you think the heroic level of Warcraft is so good to kill? The ones put in the box have been paid a total of 362. The life of a warrior." Barak sighed, but he didn't care, because the orcs in the sunset prairie did have a hard life.

"Why not sell it for food earlier? They can't eat it?" Downton held a bag of blood, contrasting with the knowledge described in the book.

"It will be sold, only when there is famine!" A tauren pouted, and if the patriarch's son Barak could trust Downton, they would not dare to bring these to human society.

These are higher blood. It contains rich magic energy, which is very popular in the human country, but it can't sell at high prices.

Because the Lombard Business Alliance monopolizes all the materials that the orcs havetily urged, the orcs are not stupid. They will only sell some unless life is really difficult to continue.

"Have a price?" Downton did not check the quality of the herbs. He trusted Barak's character.

"According to the price of the trade union, the total is 33 million gold coins." Barak scratched his belly a little embarrassedly, his face flushed with shame, but fortunately, the skin was darker and could not be seen.

The other tauren also widened their eyes and listened carefully, fearing that Downton would bargain too much. At this moment, they are no longer fearless fighters, but husbands and fathers running around for family meals.

"Fair." Downton nodded.

The Minotaurs didn't breathe a sigh of relief, and they stared at Downton. One of them couldn't help but wanted to speak and was kicked by Barak.

"That, you can just give 30 million gold coins." Even for 30 million, Barak's quotation is still very high. In fact, even if he is an orc, as long as these potions are exported, they will be suppressed at a very low price. .

The raw materials will never be valuable, not to mention the fact that there are commercial alliances, and the orcs rely on these potions to make hard money. It is absolutely impossible to make a fortune.

"I'll give you 35 million." Downton is not short of money, and he has other plans.

Hey, there was a chilling sound in the warehouse, and then looked at Downton's eyes, full of disbelief.

"Are you treating us as fools?" a Tauren complained. Although he heard Barak said that he met a friend in Chenwu Town, wouldn't he be generous?

"No, you have to feel sorry, just give me 31 million." Barak was shocked by Downton's generosity, and then he was guilty. He felt that he had deceived his friend, so he told the real situation of the trade. he.

"It's okay, thirty-five million gold coins, don't quit." Downton waved his hand. "But I need more potions."

Anyway, there is room for war, as long as the magic stone is enough, the potion will not rot.

"More? Are you going to sell it? Downton, don't blame me for not reminding me. This industry is monopolized. You rush in and there will be no underpants left." Barak persuaded bitterly.

"Who said I'm going to sell it, use it for yourself!" Downton asked Homer to count the goods, then put away, and then pulled Barak to dinner.

"Use it yourself? Even if you are a potionist, you can't use that much?" Barak was dumbfounded, looked at Downton, and found that he was not kidding.

"My consumption is huge, yes, is there a list?"

"You just take the potion every day, and you have to eat it for a year." The Tauren people ridiculed and laughed courageously. They were not malicious, but their personality was straightforward.

"Look at my head, here you are!" Barak scolded his compatriots, and then took out a crumpled parchment from his leather armor and handed it to Downton. "In addition to some of our tribes left for witch doctors There is really nothing more. Higher herbs like Yin Tai Teng will have to wait at least one year before they can be collected."

"Stupid, your tribe doesn't have it. You can buy it from other tribes. No matter who's potion, as long as you bring it, I will buy it at a price 10% higher than the market price."

When Barak's eyes light up, he understands Downton's subtext, and he can make a difference from it. The other Tauren are also excited and count the difference with his fingers. Unfortunately, his brain is too stupid to be enough.

"You are an orc, plus some more money than a human businessman, I think other tribes will definitely be willing to sell it to you."

Downton walked all the way, and all the miners he met greeted him with respect, and he did not show an arrogant gesture, but returned with a smile.

The tauren people thought that Barak was bragging, and now seeing the attitude of the miners towards Downton, he finally determined that he was indeed a big man.

"Barack is really lucky."

"Yes, but our tribe will not have to worry about eating and drinking in the next few years."

"Take the money later, buy some gifts for the children and bring them back."

Tauren people whispered, looking forward to a better life in the future.

"Thanton, thank you, but just give me the market price." Barak made up his mind. "Relax, I must do these things well."

There are many orc tribes in the sunset prairie. Who doesn’t have some high potions at the bottom of the box, Barak decided to buy them all.

Downton didn’t know that he just wanted to help the Barak’s tribe to live a better life. By the way, some herbs were stored for unexpected needs. As a result, there was a big trouble in the future. It also formed a beam with many forces and even caused it. A war.

"Do you want gold coins, gold bricks, or gemstones?" Downton flipped through the list and found that the goods were sufficient, and he could even configure Juli Potion immediately.

Now, even if the Titan idol runs out of power, don't worry.

"Gold bricks!" Gold coins are not easy to carry, and gems are not easy to evaluate, so Barak chose gold bricks~www.wuxiaspot.com~ But he was a little skeptical, does Downton have so much money?

"Don't worry, I will pay you an extra 10 million as a fund to buy potions from other tribes." Downton smiled, and he was also a billionaire.

Comparing the heart, Barak took the potion across the border to Chenwu Town. He took a great risk. In order not to be robbed, he even took 200 Tauren Warriors to escort.

This trust alone is enough for Downton to return him.

Hiss, the Tauren people gasped again, and then looked down at Downton in disbelief. There is no way. I can’t believe it. How can he get it for a brick worth more than 20 million yuan?

"What are you doing? If you don't believe Downton, you don't believe me!" Barak kicked his foot. The clan's expression was too bad. If Downton had a good temper, he would have angered others.

"It's okay!" Downton entered the cafeteria, and two chefs rushed over.

"Supervisor, you're here, what do you want to eat? I'll make it for you!" The chef next to him didn't wait for Downton to speak and quickly reported his specialty.