MTL - Death Notice-Chapter 11 Legendary Goblin

The situation inside the big tent is a little different from yesterday. The elders of Goblin are still lying on an old couch. His son Ge De is not here, but there are two other strong Goblin guards.

On the side of the elder's seat, some parcels were piled up, and the two Goblin guards were responsible for the care of these things. It is estimated that the elders promised some of the compensation items for the prisoners.

"Welcome to you, my guest, please sit down!" The elders of Goblin were much better than yesterday. It seems that after the biggest anxiety in the camp, the mood is very pleasant. "It is almost noon now. You are the last of all, the last person looking for me to compensate, it seems that you are somewhat difficult to decide, need me to pick it for you?"

"I deliberately come later, don't have to compete with others!" Qin Lu smiled faintly, and it always seemed to make people feel awkward. "However, I really want to know that my companions have chosen." What?"

"Sorry, younger guests, I can't reveal this information to you. After your selection, your companions will deliberately swear at me, don't reveal the items in their hands!" The turbid eyes of the elders of Goblins revealed a trace Oh, some self-satisfied laughter.

“However, you should also be able to guess that most of them chose weapons and locomotives, a few chose money and ore, and some of our ‘special products’.”

Older brother Brin had observed the traversal of the time and space overnight, and they did not trust each other, which would allow them to come and pick up the goods. Even specially sent people to inform the "fireworks" Rand, who did not participate in the talks, last night.

For the Yi people, as long as they can stabilize the 12 apostles, so that they can successfully complete the transaction with the floating city, a small amount of compensation is not worth mentioning.

This old guy is really a good means, a little compensation, let the twelve prisoners turn from a whole into a loose sand! Qin Lun’s smile grew brighter, but he did not force him to ask the elders of Goblin.

Although those murderers may understand the means of the old brother Brin, but the people's home is so bright, it really makes them unable to refuse. Let's say how the prisoners might be willing to let others know what they got.

Whether it is a prisoner who chooses money and ore, or a prisoner who chooses weapons and locomotives, they are afraid of being killed by other death row prisoners. Don't think that after you have arrived in the floating city, you will be able to settle down under the protection of the elves. The prisoners themselves are criminals. The laws of the Earth Federation are useless to them. Is it true that in the floating city, they will be safe?

"Well, dear guests, let me hear what you want?" The elders leaned back on the lounge chairs and squinted at the young man who looked shy, but he could not see it in his expression. Any contempt, "Or can you listen to my advice, how about a boutique shotgun produced by the dwarf?"

With the words of the elders, the two Goblin guards behind him opened the parcels on the ground and took out a flared gun on the small table between the two.

This short-handled horn gun looks shiny and shiny, and the trigger also has the luster of organic oil. It seems to be a new product preserved by the Yi people.

"This kind of magic gun is easy to operate, has a small recoil, and has great power in the middle and close range. It is a very good self-defense weapon, even if it is a newcomer who has not touched the firearm!" Goblin leaned forward slightly, and his tone was full of temptation. "If you choose this gun, I will give you a soul field table for you!"

Soul force field table? When Qin Lun’s eyes lit up, he immediately remembered the small pocket watch that allowed the two sides to communicate with each other at the soul level. This is indeed a good thing. However, he quickly smiled and shook his head.

"So, some of the common currency in the broken starry sky? A beautiful locomotive filled with oil?" Looking at the young man who shook his head again, the elder Goblin finally frowned slightly. "What do you want?"

"I want the floating city not to prepare for me!" Qin Lu seems to be a little embarrassed. He whispered his head and said, "Where do you give, the floating city should have prepared for us?"

The expression of the old brother Brin was stiff, the pleats on his face shook slightly, the turbid eyes flashed a glimmer of light, and the young man in front of him was re-evaluated. It seems that after dealing with eleven preparatory apostles, the last young man who always smiles seems to take up a lot of energy.

"Younger guests, you have more minds than most of your companions!" said the old brother Brin, "I suggest you choose ore. The ore that our Yi people take from the red Gobi is of great value. Things are not available to you in the floating city!"

In the face of Qin Lun's inquiring eyes, the old brother Brin immediately made a simple explanation.

In fact, the weapons and equipment that the Yi people gave to everyone can only be used in the broken starry sky, and cannot be brought into the outer world by the apostles, and the weapons of the outer world cannot naturally be brought into the broken starry sky. The world rules of the two are different. Think about the particle guns and modern instruments that were originally ineffective in the 91st base. At this point, most prisoners have misunderstandings.

The weapons and equipment that the apostles really need must be spiritual devices associated with their own souls, able to move through the broken stars and outer boundaries with their souls and laws. The special ore mined by the Yi people in the Red Gobi can extract the metal materials that make spiritual equipment, which is the survival of all the scavenger tribes.

In fact, anything that attracts the attention of the apostles is of great value in the broken starry sky, and there may even be a war that hangs over the continent for these mineral resources.

"How, smart young people, if you make a decision, I can help you choose some of the best quality ore." Seeing the eyes of Qin Lun with interest, the face of the old brother Brin Shake a bit and grin.

"Don't!" Qin Lun's answer was concise and succinct, and the rejection was extremely firm, so that the old guy's smile was directly on his face.

Perhaps these ores are indeed of great value, but how much can be taken by Qin Lun’s physique. How many spiritual materials can be extracted from dozens of pounds of ore, 100 grams? Still two hundred grams? Moreover, the materials are not the same as the finished products. If you use these ores to change money in the floating city, why not just ask for more common currency here!

"What do you want in the end?" Goblin elders finally felt a little uneasy, and some headaches licked their foreheads.

Qin Lun silently, his face still smiling, a pair of bright and clear eyes staring at the elders of Goblin.

Qin Lun read a lot of books in prison, self-study a set of clinical medicine and psychology, plus the prison itself is filthy, full of all kinds of ugly phenomena, let him gradually master a special skill, can To a large extent, I can see through the psychology of others.

It can be said that Qin Lun has gradually grown into a master of psychology since he was exposed to psychology at the age of eighteen.

However, Qin Lun has been out of society for many years and is not good at dealing with people in words. This is why he was able to see Hansen’s little trick last night, but he almost clashed with his disciples on the way.

Last night, in addition to quietly digesting the information provided by the elders of Goblins, Qin Lun put most of his thoughts on the old guy himself. This old brother, Brin, is a well-informed person. The delicate control of the scene of the talks has opened his eyes wide, as if he saw the Shura way of turning the profound knowledge in his mind into a sharp axe.

Qin Lun vaguely felt that even if all the prisoners, they ignored the compensation currently prepared by the elders of Goblins, the old guy must have other killers to stabilize everyone.

In fact, Qin Lun did not have much interest in what he could eventually get. He just wants to see what his brother Brin will use to send him!

This is why he chose the last one to find his brother Brin. He knows that if he does not work well, he will make a lot of noise. Compared with what he can finally get, Qin Lun hopes to see his brother Brin face the hardships of his oil and salt, what kind of performance will there be!

One old and one young, one person and one strange, big eyes and small eyes, and they are indifferent to each other, the atmosphere in the big tent is slightly solidified.

The opaque eyes of the elders of Goblin, I do not know when it has been completely opened, the eyes are full of light, the aging appearance of the old state of the dragon has long disappeared.

When the old brother Brin was young, he was an alternative among the Yi people. He was not only physically strong, but also smarter than other ethnic groups. He was full of adventurous spirit. Unlike most people who pursue peace and safety ~www.novelbuddy.com~ He left his hometown as an adult and ventured out.

He has followed several powerful apostles, leaving adventures in many floating continents and floating cities. He is a legendary figure of the Yi people and even all the scavenger tribes, and even has the respect of many powerful and intelligent races.

When the elders of Goblin were no longer able to let him continue to take risks, he summoned many ethnic groups and formed a scavenger tribe in the Red Gobi. The Yi people have weak military power and can have a place in the "God Harvester Paradise" in the Red Gobi. It is relying on the great reputation of the old brother Brin.

However, in recent years, the older brother Brin is getting older, and he knows that he will die soon. At that time, I am afraid that the current ease of life of the Yi people will come to an end, so they will seek the formal right to settle in the floating city at all costs. However, with their own prestige, the elves may not accept the Yi people, they still need an opportunity.

The twelve preparatory apostles in front of him are the opportunity for the elders of Goblins to wait hard. He will never allow anyone to destroy the pursuit of his life.

In addition, when the old brother Brin saw the prisoners for the first time, he felt that the human traversers were different from the preparatory apostles he had seen before. They have **** smells on their bodies. Some people are even more **** than some of the official apostles. One of the young people who seem to be incompetent is one of them.

Maybe I am really old, even to deal with such a young man, I feel awkward! The light in the eyes of the elders of Goblin slowly converge, and a small bag was found from the arms, and more than ten pieces of orange-colored crystals of rice size were placed in the bag on the table.

"Get it, this is what you want. However, you must swear by your soul and never reveal the income of today!"