through the dark road

Chapter 494 Your experience is really bizarre
Speaking of which, Hera Tieli is really thinking about starting to study transformers at the moment. If Mo Bei really takes out a lot of equipment, he has already spoken, wouldn't he have to bite the bullet and spend a long time here. . .

Thinking of this, he decisively listened to Mo Bei's suggestion, called five capable craftsmen, explained the matter, and left quickly with a simple sketch.

The five craftsmen were entrusted by the leader of the craftsman district, Hra Tieli, and greeted them with a smile, with a polite attitude, but they obviously didn't realize at the first time that they were in front of them. those people.

In the artisan area, there are usually people coming and going, and there are few artisans who are eloquent. Most of the meeting will be just a simple greeting.It is often not until there is really work to talk about, or equipment that needs to be repaired, that the name of the customer is asked.

I also blame Hera Tieli for leaving in such a hurry that he even forgot the introduction.

And Mo Bei was looking at the mess in his inventory, couldn't help scratching his head, and said "tsk...", feeling a little helpless.

Not only is there a lot of broken equipment here, but the most important thing is the nearly 100 corpses. If I knew it, I should have gone to Aike's place first, and left the corpses at his place after picking up the equipment, so as not to have to put them away.

"There are two sheds over there, where you can unload your equipment." The leading craftsman raised his hand to the side of the shed as a gesture of invitation, and said with a smile.

"Ah, yes, let's give them our equipment first, so that we can distinguish them." Mo Bei got the reminder, and immediately started to remove the armor on his body.

He and Ned Irwin, the three rough men, had no scruples. They even took off the blood-stained armor lining. Anyway, they were still wearing long trousers, so they just poured a basin of water to scrub their head, face and upper body casually.

The three of Akali naturally entered the shed together, and soon Perona sent all the equipment out with telekinesis.

The five craftsmen sorted out or recorded, and divided the labor to collect the equipment unloaded by the six people. The more they watched, the more frightened they became.

Dozens of pieces of equipment are basically all rare dark gold and divine language, there are very few gold-level equipment, and there is no blue equipment.

Could it be that these people are the noble children of Caldeum City?

There is no such thing as piling top-quality equipment on the body. . .

Moreover, they have never seen Hra Tieli pretending to be a child of a nobleman from Kardim City, let alone explaining that they did their best to cooperate.

"Several sufferers, let's help tidy up these damaged equipment together." Seeing that they had packed and put away the equipment of his group properly, Mo Bei began to pour out the tattered equipment.

The five people were dumbfounded for a while, obviously they didn't expect there to be more, and they poured out so much all at once. . . .

"This... it will take a lot of work to repair all of them." A craftsman shook out some fragments from several pieces of equipment and said with a forced smile.

Mo Bei looked at the pieces of equipment that looked like a puzzle, and quickly explained:

"Those fragments that cannot be put together are directly used as materials, and blue equipment is also the same. Just pick some valuable ones and repair them."

"Ugh... this is a piece of sea snake leather armor made of God's Secret!" A craftsman made a judgment on the leather armor whose attributes could no longer be discerned, picked up a broken blade, looked at it, and blurted out again:

"This is the blade of hypocrisy! There is no trace of rust on the fracture, and the quality should be gold. Did you guys see where the blade is?"

Mo Bei watched a few people quickly sorting the rags on the ground, with sharp eyesight and clear classification, and sighed in his heart that this really deserves to be a professional. .

"Did you find a forgotten battlefield?"

Such a large amount of equipment, which is incomplete and still looks old, made these people more and more curious as they sorted it out, and finally couldn't help but ask this question.

"It was collected by a tentacled water monster in the sewer of Kurast, and I don't know why it left all these things." Mo Bei was willing to share his treasure hunting experience and told the truth.

The five people all unconsciously stopped their hands when they heard the words, and looked at Mo Bei in a daze. One of them said in a low voice:
"This is really... an incredible fortune..."

"This monster is able to hoard such a large amount of equipment, and its strength must be quite terrifying. This kind of luck is not something everyone can bear."

The other person continued to express emotion, and the tone of the previous envy was missing, and there was a sense of awe.

Mo Bei was noncommittal, smiled and continued to sort equipment.

He didn't know the strength of that tentacled water monster, but luck was real, and someone else might not be able to hit it so accurately. . .

At this time, a person dragged out a huge leather bag from the pile of equipment. Hearing the clanging sound inside, it was obviously containing a lot of metal protective gear, so he started to untie the knot at the mouth of the bag.

Mo Bei saw it, and hurriedly raised his hand to stop:

"Pour that directly into the water..."

He was still a step too slow, and before he finished speaking, he saw the man's unshaven face wrinkled together, he turned his head away abruptly, and closed the opened bag tightly.But this action also squeezed out the air in the bag, and even the companion next to him couldn't help it, and let out a terrible retch.

"I'm sorry... I forgot to tell you that the equipment inside was taken from a rotting corpse..." Mo Bei explained with an apologetic expression.

"Your experience...it's really... quite bizarre..." The man was caught off guard by this extremely bad smell, and he just felt like his stomach was writhing, and his whole body was not well.

"Yes... yes..." Mo Bei laughed dryly, thinking that the ghost knows how I took off those equipments at that time. . . .

The crowd worked hard for an hour to complete the sorting and counting, and found that this time they found more than a hundred pieces of equipment from the tentacle monster's lair in one go.

"You have removed a great harm for Kurast..."

Guessing that these equipments were probably spit out by the tentacled water monster after devouring the job changer, the craftsmen seemed a little horrified. Such a rough calculation is nearly twenty lives, and the real number must be more than this.

"I hope it's all gifted by the friendship of the gang of wizards..." Mo Bei wishful thinking that those mice living in the sewer should get the moon first.

"Wizard Society? Have you ever encountered a Wizard Society!?" One person asked.

"Well, the next step is to deal with the equipment on them. Let's go to the river bank. If there is blood all over the place, we can clean it up."

As Mo Bei said, he walked to a low platform that was almost level with the river under the suspicious eyes of the five people. After seeing that there were no other people around, he threw more than ten corpses in one breath.

As soon as the battle was over, they cleaned up the battlefield quickly, so these corpses that remained still in the inventory hadn't even cooled down. As soon as they were thrown out, blood oozes from the wounds and severed limbs, and soon flowed into a large pool, along the bricks and stones. The gap merges into the river ditch.

Fortunately, the river was already very turbid as it passed through the craftsmen's area, and you could still see the oily sprays of quenching oil floating on the water, so there was no need to worry about polluting the water source.

"so much!!"

"These are really members of the Wizarding Society!?"

The five people who followed kept screaming.

"Look at what you're asking, can we still kill innocent people indiscriminately? Let's deal with a part first, this place is a bit small, and if we take it outside, we won't have a place to stay."

"And!? One... How many are there?"

"There should be one hundred and sixty-seven." Mo Bei replied indifferently.

"..."

All five of them turned pale.

You guys are crazy! ! !
how did you do that! ! ? ?

Suddenly, a guess emerged in the minds of the five people. After looking at each other for a while, the leader asked in a shy voice:

"Excuse me for being rude, but I haven't asked how many people are called?"

. . . . . .

When the identities of Mo Bei and the others were confirmed, the five craftsmen were completely dumbfounded.

Just say it. . .This is not something normal people would do. . .

(End of this chapter)