The Good-for-Nothing Seventh Miss-Chapter 2244 - 2244 Mumu Fan’s Invitation (3)

2244 Mumu Fan’s Invitation (3)

“Lala Duo, don’t say anything else. I’ve made up my mind. I won’t take back the abyss mithril.” Bobo Bi was not very old. In terms of the age of the dwarves, he should still be a teenager. His white little face had a trace of inexperience, but his stubborn face already had the characteristics of a dwarf.

Lala Duo wanted to cry. This abyss mithril was really a good material, but it was only useful to alchemists. However, the price Bobo Bi set was not something ordinary alchemists could afford.

There were a lot of alchemists in the Storm Continent, but most of them were struggling to feed themselves. The extra money was basically invested into their research, and most of them had no savings. Not to mention cash-strapped alchemists, even herbalists who had always been famous for their fat wallet were few and far between.

Except for Mumu Fan, of course.

Even a royal herbalist like Mimi Si could not fork out eighty million gold coins at once, let alone a bitter alchemist.

“Bobo Bi, you saw today’s auction yourself. It’s indeed… somewhat difficult.” Lala Duo had been very tactful. In today’s bid for the abyss mithril, there were less than ten bidders, and the final price did not even reach ten million gold coins, which simply meant that abyss mithril had no market at the High Clouds Auction House.

In general, in such a situation, Lala Duo would persuade the client to take the item away. After all, the difference between the bidding price and the lowest asking price was too great. If there was only a difference of ten to twenty million gold coins, he would not have said that.

“That’s because those dwarves have no foresight. Do you know how precious such a large piece of abyss mithril is? If it weren’t for my urgent need for money, I wouldn’t have sold this abyss mithril.” Bobo Bi was also depressed. The Bobo Tribe was not a tribe where alchemy was prevalent. They mined ores for a living. In the area where the Bobo Tribe lived, there were very precious mineral veins. They could dig up rare ores that could not be found by other tribes. The Bobo Tribe had always been rich, so Bobo Bi was also a regular customer of the High Clouds Auction House. Only this time, he did not appear as a buyer, but as a seller.

This unusual thing was already somewhat strange. The Bobo Tribe had never been short of money, but Bobo Bi’s appearance this time seemed to be in urgent need of money, and he even took out the very rare abyss mithril.

“It can’t be helped. You know the situation of alchemists… I have sent invitations to several royal alchemists before, but as you can see today, none of them came to attend. It is said that because the invaders, who appeared on the borders of the Storm Continent some time ago, were frequently seen near here and have been gradually approaching the capital city that our king ordered all royal herbalists to go out less often, so none of them will leave their homes now. If they don’t come, I’m afraid other alchemists won’t be able to buy your abyss mithril.” It was not that Lala Duo didn’t want to help, but he had no choice. During this period of time, the invaders went everywhere to abduct alchemists. Alchemists from many tribes had been taken away, and judging from the areas they plundered, they had gradually extended their hands from the border to the capital.

The royal alchemists were very important to the dwarves. Even if only one of them were taken, it would be a great loss to the dwarves.