"What does it mean that they buy so many ingredients and recipes?"

Jacob looked at Hardrich and asked him.

The other party spread his hands. "Equipment? In the middle of the scene, it can't be for reselling. ”

"Made in space?" Jacob looked puzzled. "It takes that long to make one... Isn't that spirit a combat type? ”

"Maybe it's some other talent or skill." Haldrich said, looking at Bore, who was talking to the Roosters. "They have a lot of people in the team, maybe they plan to arrange a large number of people to study majors, and then make a lot of equipment at the same time..."

"But why?" Jacob wondered. "The vast majority of contractor skill slots only have three slots. A few people have to choose, and it will be useful for the team. But a lot of waste on the profession? ”

Even if the regiment commander asked for this, the members of the regiment would not accept it. The impact of this on combat effectiveness is too great.

Jacob didn't say it, but Hardrich understood what he meant.

"Anyway, it's a good thing for us." Hardrich said. "The purchase price they give is about the same as that of the auction house, which is better than selling all the materials to the store when you need a generic point."

"You can't just think about yourself." Jacob frowned. "We got a profit, and the opponent got 10 points, can this kind of business be done? Even if you lose a little material, it's better than letting your opponent grow up a lot. ”

"Even if you say so," Hardrich looked at Bore, who had finished talking with the men of Xiong and his team, and was walking towards the two-headed vulture. The people of the two-headed vulture will definitely sell, they have been on the verge of bankruptcy, but Gu has to let the opponent grow. There are also those people from the rooster, who are very interested in the prestige of the Luo family and need generic points. ”

Herein lies the trouble. If you don't sell, others will sell. In that way, not only will it not hinder the DTPH team's action to buy materials, but it will cause hatred and hostility from the other side---- and even the teams that sold the materials will become stronger.

When the time comes, the subordinates who think that they have suffered a loss will be very dissatisfied with themselves. Even if you are not afraid, there is no need to cause such trouble.

Talk to Alan or Arnold and maybe they can come to an agreement--- after they've sold out all the materials.

"Tell him that we agree to sell." After the calculation, Jacob said to Haldrich. "But the price can't go up 10 percent as he said."

"He's just afraid he's already made an agreement with another team." Hardrich said. "Not necessarily."

"Then it can't be helped." Jacob said. "Also, we don't need to buy any primary equipment, and we don't want their unlimited coins, all of them need universal points to settle."

"That's what everyone should think in this regard." Hardrich said. "What do they think this is? Is it trying to be funny when issuing currency here? ”

---

"Ah, it hurts."

Samir looked up slightly at his bleeding waist.

The location of the injury is about the position where he cut the woman. It's called 'self-inflicted' or 'damage rebound', and the two are pretty much the same thing.

He looked at the woman who was coming down from the field, still glaring at him. Just now, I can vaguely remember that the black light hit me, and then a layer of gray light appeared on my body and was teleported.

These gray robes, even the spells they use are gray. Don't know if there's a relationship between this?

"Samir defeated! Erin. Krantz wins. ”

Next to him, the gray-robed man shouted. Samir didn't care about the result. Losing is inevitable, and I don't know how much damage I have caused to the other party?

The woman was also looking at him, looking at the way she walked, not like she was injured. Well, there was no blood on the clothes either, and they were completely intact. And the look on her face when she looked at her... It's surprise, reluctance, and a few hatreds.

"You want to kill me?" He asked.

The woman didn't speak, but turned around, as if trying to leave.

"The last one, is the damage rebound?" Samir didn't expect an answer, but decided to make sure. "Or do you automatically get hurt when you attack?"

Hearing this, the woman paused for a moment, turned around, and walked in front of him. "That's your highest attack?"

That, of course, was just an ordinary blow .... But there was a hint of mockery in her tone, which made Samir feel uncomfortable, so he nodded. "Yes, I did my best."

She threw herself back, shook her head, and uttered something that wasn't wonderful at all... Laughter that can even be described as miserable.

"You're trying to kill me?" Samir asked again.

"Yes!" She glared and growled. "I'm trying to kill you! I'm going to kill you the same way that bastard killed Pandel! ”

"Who would have thought you would be such a piece of waste! That's already a rebound of ten times the damage, but it only caused about two hundred damage! ”

Her indignation was palpable. In this regard, Samir expressed deep understanding... But by no means sympathetic.

Before, she was the 'Death of Corrosion' and the 'Death of Confusion', destroying her shield and removing her gloves. The last black fog must also be a very powerful skill, which can bounce itself to death at one time, but the result....

"I'm sorry." He said in a sincere and sincere tone. "Your plan is fine, it's me who is too weak."

The effect of these words is roughly equivalent to another finishing move after a series of hits. Erin glared at him fiercely, as if she wanted to imprint his appearance in her heart, and was about to turn away.

"Don't be in a hurry." Samir said hurriedly. "You see, if you don't fight, you don't know each other, and being able to meet in this situation shows that we are fate. If there is any misunderstanding, why don't we go have some wine and go to bed together, and everything will be solved. ”

On the side, several people who were about to play heard this and burst into laughter. Erin almost burst into a rage when a fellow member of the Saint team next to her approached and barely tried to persuade her.

"You're going to pay the price, boy." When he took Erin away, he warned Samir.

"Oh? Is it more costly than killing me when you don't know me? ”

Samir smiled at him.

The so-called 'deceiving people too much' is talking about people like you.

It was the two-headed vulture who killed your teammates, and you cowards did not dare to seek revenge on them, but instead came to trouble the organizers. If there is a slight reason for this,.... It was too much to want to kill me.

If you have the chance, you will not be able to get out of bed for three days and three nights!

Looking at Irene's back, he swore to himself in his heart.