"Ah, after a few years, back in Kalimdor, it's still so bad... The hot sand consortium is still so stingy, look at this port, it has not been renovated for more than ten years. ”

"It's unappetizing!"

On the docks of Jingzhi City, Black Suo, dressed in a gorgeous little fur, looked at the busy port in front of him with a hint of nostalgia, beside him were two heavily armed trolls, which were the personal guards of Master Hesuo, and after being equipped with the most advanced weapons of Hesuo's technology, these two trolls armed to the teeth were enough to block ten.

On the other side of Hesso, is Shanna, the secretary who is also very gorgeously dressed and full of goblin "luxurism". Mars, the capable goblin lady was holding a black note in her hand, and reported to Black Suo about the next trip:

"Boss, we won't stop in Jingzhi City, after eating, we will go straight to the Dust Swamp, it is said that a week ago, a regional conflict broke out between humans and ogres, I believe, there must be business to be done there, and I heard that a new group of pioneers has just arrived in the Thousand Needles Stone Forest, which is the traditional territory of centaurs, and a war is about to break out."

As she spoke, Shanna took out a fist-sized calculator from her purse, clicked it a few times, and then said to Hei Suo beside her:

"It is conservatively estimated that in the next ten years, it will become the third dumping market after our industrial upgrading."

"But every time we make a business in this hellish place, we still have to pay 10% of the profits to the Black Iron Chamber of Commerce, it's really distressing, Shanna, do you hear?"

Hesuo knocked the jewel-encrusted scepter in his hand, and said with a dissatisfied expression:

"I'm crying with gold in my pocket, those vampires who lie down and make money, damn it."

In the face of Hesuo's complaint, Shanna shrugged her shoulders and stroked her hair again:

"But at last they have relaxed the restrictions on the arms trade, my boss, otherwise you wouldn't want to earn a copper plate... In fact, if you think about it, this time we are going to steal business from the hot sand consortium and the rusty water chaebol, which is really exciting. ”

"Hehe, that's a good point."

A glint flashed in Hesuo's small eyes:

"If we don't bring down those damn old men, how are we going to get on top? I still want to be the Prince of Trade before I turn 35, and my little Shanna, you will also be the wife of the Prince of Trade..."

Seeing that Hesuo's fingers were about to reach for her waist again, Shanna squinted, flipped the page of the note in her hand, and then pretended to be surprised and said:

"Ah, boss, I forgot to inform you of bad news..."

"Don't be a dwarf! Don't be a gnome! Don't be a gnome! ”

Hei Solen froze for a moment, then gritted her teeth, muttered something, and the next moment, a flash of pleasure flashed in Shanna's eyes, and she whispered:

"It's a dwarf! Boss, Owarthback with their own caravan, they were on departure at the same time as we set out from Booty Bay, and are now estimated to have reached the Dust Swamp. ”

“rua！ Bang"

The gorgeous scepter in Hesuo's hand slammed into the railing in front of him, and between the sparks, the goblin spun around in place as if he had gone mad, still screaming:

"TM midgets! Look here, the blue sky, white clouds, blue waves and silver sand, what a beautiful scenery, just because of those gnomes, these are all gone! ”

"Let's go! Let's go, don't eat... Let's go to the mud swamp, and if those gnomes get the first place, I'll deduct a month's salary from each of you!" Come on! ”

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On the other side, in the new Riptide Castle in the Dust Swamp, the master craftsman Owerthbuck is roaming the streets under the protection of several human bodyguards, followed by some noisy dwarf technicians, who have been bored for years in the fast-paced Black Iron District, and this time they come out to talk about business, which is almost like traveling at public expense.

They are curious about everything they see, they want to buy everything they see, but on the first day they arrive in this city, these engineers, who have their pockets full of salaries, buy a lot of meaningless gadgets.

Of course, these cheerful little men had not forgotten the mission of the trip, and after some amusement, they changed into their best clothes, small dresses handmade by the high-ranking tailors of the Defia Federation, followed the chief, and went to the office of New Rapids, where they were to negotiate orders for armaments and agricultural machinery with the principals here.

However, as he made his way to the town hall, Owossback's eyes were suddenly drawn to several tall creatures walking back and forth at the city gates.

Gnomes are naturally interested in tall creatures, and the phrase they often say is "Oh my God, you're so tall"... However, at this time, it was not the tall bodies of the minotaurs that attracted Owarthback, but some kind of sophisticated and heavy mechanical weapons hanging from their bodies.

If the Master Craftsman guessed correctly, those things were supposed to be weapons made by engineers within the Empire.

"That thing looks like it's steam-powered."

"Well, the parts are coupled, no propeller shafts are used, and it looks like a gear build."

"It looks a lot like our repeating machine gun, but it's a little too big, isn't it?"

"It's certainly not structurally optimized, and I guess that the bullet must be the most primitive gunpowder bullet."

Behind Owersbuck, the dwarf craftsmen also discovered those strange weapons, and they chirped and touched the characteristics of the steam repeater gun almost tenth, in the eyes of the layman, the weapons carried by the minotaurs are very complicated, but in the eyes of these insiders, the technical level of this thing is seriously insufficient.

"Byrne, go find a way to set it up, and look at the weapon in the Minotaur's hand."

Owerthback blinked, he said to the human bodyguards beside him, these bodyguards are all disguised by the military attachés of the Defia Federation, subordinate to the Federal Foreign Intelligence Service, they are all very good field agents, after the master craftsman ordered, the agent named Bourne walked up quickly, used a few cigars, and quickly chatted with those honest minotaurs.

The gnomes, taking advantage of this opportunity, sent a nimble representative to run to the minotaur and observe the weapon up close, and after a few minutes the fellow came running back with a hand full of oil, and the green-haired dwarf rubbed his hands and whispered to the master craftsman:

"It's the original design of Nomorigen before the fall, and it looks like our people who escaped shared this technology with the Human Empire, but it's a rudimentary version, and according to the Grimblade's armament system, it's weaker than the axe guns of the undead infantry, let alone the rapid-fire guns we have mounted on our tanks."

"In other words, the most advanced weapons of the Human Empire are just that."

Owersback nodded thoughtfully, then asked:

"Is that thing handmade, or is it an assembly line product?"

"Handmade!"

The green-haired dwarf put his 8 fingers in front of the master craftsman and shook them:

"Look at the leaking oil, the terrible tolerances of the parts on the firearm, it should be an imitation of those clumsy human apprentices, there is no trace of assembly line production at all."

"Good!"

The master craftsman nodded with satisfaction:

"Then it seems that the arms samples we brought should be able to empty the pockets of the human race, and as long as this business is completed, the funds for the construction of the chip research laboratory in Nomorigen City will be enough."

"Let's go, boys, let's go make money!"

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"What did you say?"

King Garin, who had just returned from the Thousand Needles Stone Forest, stared at his most trusted secret agent, Gray Jopp, and asked in a somewhat dazed voice:

"You're saying there's a group of arms dealers from the Undead Black Iron who want to do business with us? Are you sure you're not kidding me? Did Tyrion have a bad brain to allow them to buy and sell arms? Or is it some kind of hellish conspiracy? ”

"I don't know."

Rao is gray Yopp has seen the real wind and waves, he is also a little dazed at this time, in the face of the king's inquiry, he can only repeat the words of those dwarves:

"They say that the Black Iron District is a free trade federation, and that the system of the Dark Blade cannot control them as free trade merchants, and that technology has no borders, and that they are in the spirit of hellish humanitarianism to provide us with better, stronger, more advanced weapons against the barbarians, and that they hope to take a group of gnomes from the new immigrants who are willing to leave with them."

"Wait, let me think about it."

Garin sat down in his chair, habitually took out his pipe, and the gray Jopp lit the fire for the king with great eyes, and after a puff of smoke, the king narrowed his eyes:

"Take them to the embassy first, and I'll go and meet them myself."

"Well, Your Majesty, our embassy district has not yet been built, and the workers are now busy building the city walls."

"Then take them to any safe enough place... Don't forget to do a body search! ”

Ten minutes later, when Owarthbuck had finished his third cup of locally produced wild juice, King Garin, dressed in a modest suit, finally appeared in the hall of the somewhat humble parlor.

"This is His Majesty the King of Stormgard, gnome!"

Gray Yopp said loudly:

"Garin. Your Majesty, you should salute Your Majesty! ”

"I'm sorry, noble majesty."

The dwarf stood in his chair and made a nondescript bow with a comical voice and movements, and then, as if deliberately defiant, he touched his white beard and said:

"Forgive me for my stupidity, but we don't have kings and nobles there... I'm used to it, and I can't change it for a while. ”

Grey Yopp wanted to rebuke the dwarf for his rudeness, but was stopped by Garin, and the young king, sitting in his chair, looked at the white-haired dwarf with the box, and asked softly:

"You have a lot of courage, Mr. Dwarf, this is not the same as the character of the little men who are usually rumored, but I am curious that a merchant like you, who has come from the territory of the undead, has entered our country with a big grin, are you not afraid that my guards will give me an order to throw you in prison or even cut off your head?"

"Why should I be afraid? His Majesty the King. ”

O'Warsback shrugged, he didn't bring his trademark engineering goggles today, so he blinked his blue eyes and said:

"In your current situation, I believe that any merchant who comes in good faith should not be harmed, unless you want to start with nothing and then fight against the undead... But with all due respect, you really need help, and I'm sure you understand that. ”

"Of course, more importantly, I have a master craftsman license from the Black Iron Business Federation, and excellent scientific researchers like me are protected by the laws of our country, and once I am harmed by you on your territory, the undead fleets cruising in the open seas will immediately attack your city... I'm not threatening you, Your Majesty, I'm just trying to show my kindness in this way. ”

The gnome's eyes shone with sincerity:

"Peace is not easy to come by, and I have ventured here to do business with you, and I wish to take away my poor compatriots, hundreds of exiled gnomes have died in the war between humans and the undead, in the last battle of the northern frontier, and I do not want to see such a tragedy happen again."

"This is a war of mankind, why let innocent gnomes bleed?"

The words were soft and hard, which made Garin's face look very ugly, which was natural, and any king would feel angry when he heard such words without a little respect, but Garin was a sane person after all, and after more than ten seconds, he raised his head and looked at the master craftsman in front of him:

"I can't trust you! IMHO, anyone who has dealt with the undead is not trustworthy... But, since you say you're a merchant, let me see your goods first, if you can satisfy me... The issue of your people is not impossible to discuss. ”

Owersbuck saw hope, so the dwarf nodded, and motioned for his bodyguard to open the box in his hand, but just then one of the guards hurried into the parlor and whispered something in the king's ear, and Garin's expression immediately became wonderful, and after a moment he said to the dwarf:

"Please wait a moment, Mr. Dwarf, my other 'guest', and come later. ”

And he said he was your "old friend." ”