Infinite space for American dramas

Once, a senior person insulted Wang Han in public. When Li Wenli saw this, he did not dare to challenge the opponent and just blamed Wang Han for attracting bees and butterflies.

This is why Wang Han finally made the decision and chose to leave Li Wenli's shelter and join Kirk's temporary team.

She believes that a man who cannot even give her a sense of security cannot give her happiness!

When a canary meets a horned eagle, it becomes nothing but a delicious meal!

Only by bravely flying out can you have the chance to grow into a horned eagle and soar into the sky with your own wings!

Kirk's appearance this time once again strengthened Wang Han's belief in the temporary team. This team is very weak, not to mention compared with the Poseidon Group, compared with the senior team, and there is a huge gap in strength with the large Contractor team.

Kirk is fierce, but he can't defeat a strong team with just two fists.

However, the concept and atmosphere of this team gave her a sense of security and pride.

Kirk snapped again: "Who else is snatching it? If you have any objections, stand up!"

The gamblers around him were as silent as a cicada.

Seeing Kirk being so domineering, Wang Han and Linda's beautiful eyes were filled with brilliance. Even Crescent Moon glanced at Kirk with a half-smile.

In space, strength is respected. Women in space naturally worship powerful warriors.

Being domineering in space is a man's virtue.

Wang Han Qiao smiled and said to Master Bakuka: "Master, did you see it? Now that the Sea Emperor Group and us have come out, there are no other clients. Are you affected?"

Master Bakuka didn't even raise his eyelids, he just touched the [Thunder Jellyfish limbs] and sighed in admiration. Hearing Wang Han's words, he shook his white-haired head quickly: "No. No,

No, little sister, Master Bakuka’s rules are never relaxed. If you want me to promise to entrust you, you must convince me at the gambling table. Otherwise, even if no one entrusts you, I will starve to death without breaking the precept."

Seeing the stubborn look of this old black man who had no food or salt, Wang Han felt deeply powerless. No wonder Crescent Moon had a bitter and hateful expression when she mentioned him. This old man really couldn't be boiled or stewed or cooked.

It's a copper pea that can't be beaten to make a tinkling sound.

Wang Han's beautiful eyes drifted towards Kirk.

Kirk pondered. Betting on equipment and materials with this old man was really a trick in front of Guan Gong. He recognized the rare materials that Linda had worked so hard to obtain from the alien battlefield just now. As for what he said frankly, according to the space battlefield opponent

Guess, Kirk can't completely deny that reasoning can narrow down the department.

Divide the range and reduce the difficulty to a certain extent. However, even if Kirk is told that this thing is produced from the Ursa Major constellation, Kirk will never guess that it is the [Thunder Jellyfish]. To be more precise, he has never even heard of this gaseous life form.

However, it's hard to say that this cunning old fox is not deliberately pretending to be stupid, pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.

Looking at his cunning and provocative eyes, Kirk rolled his eyes and smiled.

He took out [Valkyrie Brunwald's Soul-Calling Stone] and handed it to Master Bakuka.

Bakuka's gaze was originally on the "Thunder Jellyfish Limbs", but once it came into contact with the "Calling Stone", he could no longer let go.

His rough hands rubbed the smooth surface of the black stone, and his old muddy eyes stared at the stone.

For a long time, he didn't say a word.

Linda had already seen the treasure in Kirk's hand. This guy's good luck seemed to be endless. Naturally, his beautiful eyes were fixed on the soul-calling stone with curiosity.

Although Wang Han had heard Kirk mention that he had an unknown strange object, this was the first time he saw the legendary soul-calling stone. Although the stone was dark and inconspicuous, he saw Master Bakuka racking his brains and thinking hard.

, Wang Han felt sincerely happy.

Crescent Moon also felt a burst of joy. Although Bakuka accepted this commission from the Sea Emperor Group, it was at a high cost. Seeing him deflated, he said with a smile: "Master, you are so knowledgeable, how can you claim that space is not a problem? You naturally understand this.

Good stuff, time is running out, tell us!”

Wang Han added fuel to the fire: "The 10-second countdown begins! 10.9."

Master Bakuka was angry: "This is not a space object at all!"

There was an uproar around. Although worthless real objects can be brought into space, it is clear at a glance whether they are space objects. Although this stone does not look amazing, it does look like a space object.

Wang Han was unreasonable: "Master Bakuka, although you are a good equipment master, you can't just talk about it and let everyone see. This is obviously a space item. If you don't know, it doesn't mean it doesn't exist!"

The crowd around him finally got a chance, and it was rare to see the master frustrated, and they all laughed at him.

Master Bakuka glared at the crowd, and finally sighed in despair: "Yes, this is obviously a space object, but I clearly feel a huge divine power from the stone. This power does not belong to this space at all. I really don't know.

Where did this come from?”

Kirk thought it was a fluke. This thing was a special piece of equipment dropped from the mythical world to space. Even the omnipotent space could not confirm its grade. Through the agreement between Valkyrie and space, he could barely borrow it with the [Soul Crystal].

Its powerful divine power. If Bakuka knows the origin of this, then Kirk will have nothing to say.

Master Bakuka sat down slumped. Kirk hurriedly took back the [Soul-Calling Stone]: "Master, you are willing to admit defeat. You are worthy of being the number one craftsman in space! Without further ado, let's go to your workshop and start making equipment?"

Bakuka glared at Kirk and said angrily: "Although I am willing to admit defeat and can promise to build equipment for you, the price is not cheap at all. Boy, don't say I don't fulfill my promise."

Kirk looked up at Crescent Moon to verify the price. Crescent Moon spread his hands helplessly: "The price of customized equipment in space is generally 40% of the total value of the equipment. Master Bakuka requires a down payment of 20%. If failed, half of the deposit will be refunded, and the other 10% will be refunded."

It cannot be refunded. If successful, you will have to pay the remaining balance of 20 yuan."

Holy shit! Kirk is petrified.

No wonder there is a saying in the space that 80% of the precious materials were not turned into equipment in the hands of the first owner, so it really can’t be hurt.

What is the concept of price 40? Crescent Moon quietly told him, taking the pair of silver story-level [Wild Boar Crocodile Tusks] that Kirk sold to the monkey as an example, Master Bakuka gave the value of the finished product with gleaming eyes and evaluated it.

In order to acquire this pair of equipment, the Royal Group, worth up to 300,000, in addition to giving Kirk 200,000 survival points in material fees, also paid Master Bakuka a production fee of 120,000.

If you calculate it this way, the Neptune Group will suffer a huge loss. However, the estimated value is not equal to the market value. Master Bakuka dares to charge 40 for the creation fee, and he is even more confident that it will have at least 2 rare attributes. If not, it will

Outstanding attributes.

Just like the same Porsche, the price of the limited edition may be more than ten times that of the home version. With Neptune Group's investment and vision, how can it be any worse?

Kirk insisted on walking to Master Bakuka's workshop before presenting the entrusted items. Although Master Bakuka was impatient with Kirk's pettiness, he still led the Sea King Group and Kirk's team away from the "lucky place" with a cold snort.

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They left through the back door, turned around on the winding streets of Las Vegas, and finally turned into a low back door.

This should have reached the slums of Las Vegas. Just like any extremely brilliant and glamorous city, where there is light, there is darkness. There are dazzling consumer areas and the red light district with feasting and entertainment, and naturally there will be the same darkness.

Dirty slums. Or those beautiful waiters with beautiful smiles and polite waiters jumped out of the rocks?

Bakuka kicked the door, and a wave of magic came from behind the door. Obviously, if the force, angle, and size of the kick were wrong, it would naturally cause a very bad chain reaction.

However, it was finally opened successfully. A group of dwarves rushed out.

"Where's the wine? Where's the wine?"

Bakuka impatiently threw a space key over. The dwarves opened the key portal, which was obviously a miniature space wine cellar. These rude dwarves rushed to squeeze in, and after a while, something came out of the portal.

There were loud drinking sounds, loud sighs and praises, shouting and punching, laughter and scolding, sadness, and even animalistic, nay, poetic singing.

Bakuka didn't even have the interest to take a look, and directly led the Neptune Group and Kirk into his laboratory.

On the way, Kirk saw the dwarves' favorite blast furnace, iron felt and hammer. Many semi-finished products were still being quenched in the fire, and the red solution dripped on the water, making a "ziz" sound.

In addition to dwarves, elves with superb craftsmanship serve as designers and enchanters here, halflings with ingenuity are responsible for cutting leather and trimming materials, and powerful tauren and hell devils serve as slaves of the fire hammer. Kirk even watched

As a coolie to raise the temperature of the furnace, a Balor Balor puffed out his cheeks and blew on a pair of leggings that shone with golden light!

When we arrived at Master Bakuka’s workshop, it was a small, messy room with books, notes and drawings piled everywhere. Rather than being a design department, this was the living room and dog of old man Bakuka.

Wo. Little Fatty's sharp eyes actually saw a design drawing that seemed to be a graffiti, as well as pornographic comics and Playboy magazines.

Master Bakuka sat on the recliner very impatiently and crossed his legs: "My time is very precious. If you don't come up with the materials right away, I will treat you as giving up this commission opportunity. In fact, if it weren't for my feelings,

If you are interested in something, even if you accept the commission, you will have to wait several worlds to get it. After all, my business scope is not limited to the city of Las Vegas!"

Kirk took out the [Hoffmann's Mosasaurus Skull] (upper jaw) and handed it over.

Bakuka took it casually, stroked it, and his fingers began to tremble slightly. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to come to Qidian to vote for recommendations and monthly votes.

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