First Law

Sharaf became vigilant in an instant. He felt a moment of killing from Martin King, which proved that the other party had the idea of ​​killing him. Indeed, they had a deep friendship, but the huge profit of salt was enough to put the friendship to the test.

Now he has no confidence in this kind of test. Compared with the so-called friendship, the robber cares more about real interests, and Martin King is not a pure wilderness robber at all.

"Martin, we can share the agent of salt in the future." Sharaf pretended to be relaxed and smiled. He was unwilling, and this was equivalent to exchanging huge benefits for friendship.

Martin King's face instantly calmed down, and he took the lead in drinking the spirits in the glass, "Good wine."

Sharaf laughed immediately, which meant that his crisis was temporarily resolved, and regardless of Karen's expression, he filled his glass with a glass.

Karen had no choice but to pour a glass. In fact, he knew that his alcohol capacity was not very good, but he had to hold on now.

A man must have a drinking place in his life. This is what Karen wants to warn you. Not having a drinking place is equivalent to having little value in this society. After three or five drinks, Martin's arrogance disappeared, and he lowered his status and began to chat.

"Karen, survival in the wasteland requires cooperation, and you are doomed to die alone. You are very promising and have a flexible mind. This is even more dangerous. If you are in the middle of the wasteland, if people know that you have salt mines, they will disappear immediately. "

"Fortunately, my territory is remote." Karen pretended to be joking.

"It's remote enough. It takes three days to get here from the Mississippi River, and you have to hide in a hole for three days in the middle. You are too backward. There is a magic shield against the sun in the Rhine Robber Tribe, which is the sea tribe. Good game, I have a friendship with a sea clan lord, if you want to set up a shield, you can contact me."

Karen smiled, "Sure, but I don't have the capital right now."

"Yes, a shield is three to five million pennies, and there will be continuous maintenance in the later stage. My tribe has to pay 200,000 pennies for the sea people every year for this shield. If it weren't for the support of the Mississippi River, I guess it would have collapsed gone."

Karen frowned slightly, and paid more than 200,000 pence for a protective shield every year. This is a bit exaggerated. You must know that the factories he established are only worth a few hundred thousand pence, and 200,000 pence is enough to do many things. , he didn't think a river could produce such a large output, let alone one-tenth of it.

"So much money?" Karen asked in a low voice.

"Haha, you're a layman, right? Let me ask you, how much is the salt you sell?"

"200p a ton." Sharaf said first.

"Then do you know how much money it costs to join the Beast Race?" Martin stretched out ten fingers, "At least one thousand, it's just salt, iron ore, food, magic products, the profit can't even be imagined, but if you want To transport these things to the Orcs, we need to nod."

"The orcs are so rich?" In Karen's impression, the orcs are generally very poor, and there are so many orcs in the wasteland.

"Of course they are poor, but they have valuable things, such as magical metals, which human merchants are willing to spend a lot of money on, and unique totems. The most important thing is slaves. Do you know how many orc slaves there are in the human race?"

Karen didn't know, "How much?"

"One-fifth of them are orcs, and they bear all the coolies of the human race." Martin smiled proudly, "This is the advantage of the orc race. An ordinary orc can give birth to at least five orcs a year. They have breeding totems and can quickly To shape the orcs, although these orcs have bad heads, they can't be seen from the outside at all, just like giant pigs, they are simply mentally retarded, but they can produce a lot of meat, and the human race likes this group of guys who only have strength. "

Karen never thought that a race could survive by reproduction, perhaps this is also a way of survival.

The orcs need all kinds of advanced technology and living materials of the human race. They must make up for this trade gap by some means, and slaves and magic metals are the best means.

Breeding totems.

Karen took the name to heart, something that might help.

Sitting at the wine table, I couldn't help but think of the river. Every day, countless slaves crossed the Mississippi River to reach the human country, and as long as there was a sum, they had to provide the robber with a share.

That river is definitely big business.

This kind of business is enough to make these wilderness bandits rich. He couldn't help laughing. He was working hard to develop the industry. They only need to guard a river to make a fortune.

However, he doesn't like it. This kind of trade without any technical content makes him spurn, but he understands the importance of a trade channel. Even if slaves are not smuggled, the cultural differences between the two races can generate sufficient profits.

"Come on, drink." He used alcohol to offset the dissatisfaction in his heart, and filled a large glass. He knew that he had to stay sober, because he didn't know whether the two people in front of him would be happy and cut off his head. "Why isn't my roasted pork skin ready yet?" He slapped the table angrily and stood up, rushing directly into the kitchen.

"This idiot."

"It's a rich fool." Martin laughed.

Sharaf laughed as he heard the sound of Karen slapping the new chef.

Karen did hit the new chef, not because the pork skin was badly roasted, on the contrary it tasted good, but he had to make sure he stayed here for two minutes before throwing the pork skin into the trash can, He shouted angrily, "Chili, I want chili, do you understand?"

After speaking, he leaned on the table and gasped heavily, trying to expel the alcohol from his body, and slowly touched the dark cabinet of the tavern, touched the Lich Singbad, and took out three mint grass leaves and placed them in the magic circle on three corners.

Mint grass leaves can sober up the hangover, but the effect is not obvious, but after the energy jump, it can completely achieve the desired effect.

Karen bought a whole big basket, which he could waste as much as he wanted.

Gray mist, success, and then a second fusion, he wants to get everything in the shortest possible time, and when he sees a piece of sky blue leaves, he directly picks it up and stuffs it into his mouth.

He really didn't expect to use Starbad's triangle magic circle to make this kind of hangover thing, but in his opinion, this method is really useful, and the mint leaves that have undergone a power leap can make him drink fifty times more than usual.

He took the 'roasted pig skin' full of peppers and walked out.

"Sharaf, what kind of cook did you give me, you are not obedient at all."

Sharaf looked at the piggkin that had been dyed by chili peppers, and couldn't help but shudder. This is not piggkin, it's clearly pure chili noodles.

"Are you sure you want to drink with this?"

"Nonsense!" Karen bit it, and with a bang, his tongue almost broke, and the anger in his throat burst out like a flame, and large beads of sweat covered his whole body in an instant along his forehead, but Karen Still smiling calmly, he picked up a glass of strong wine. The moment the alcohol passed through his throat, it was not spicy, but slightly refreshing.

If it was an ordinary mint leaf, it would only dilute part of it, but now he was drinking soda.

"tasty."

"monster!"

"Boolean!"

Both of them gave thumbs up. They had never seen such a habit before. Martin tasted it unbelievingly and almost set his intestines on fire, but he had to admit that chili is indeed the best way to drink.

"drink!"

"cheers!"

"Karen, you drink a lot."

"The orcs will be friends with you."

"Why so much nonsense, it's all in the wine."

"The Wolf of the Southwest, this title should have been mine."

No one knew how many glasses the three of them drank. Even with the support of mutated mint leaves, Karen finally lay down on the floor of the Steel Tavern.

Captain Frostwolf Wolf at the door looked suspiciously at the two team leaders beside him, and pointed to Karen, "Are you going to kill him?" He couldn't help but glance at Sharaf next to Karen, the two of them were like close friends. They hugged each other tightly, the huge wolf's head was just pressed against Karen's chest, and Karen's slender legs were unceremoniously stretched out on the other's ass.

"No orders from the leader?"

Not really, but there was no way to get it. Sharaf was so drunk that he passed out. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

Now they can only wait and hope that Sharaf will wake up as soon as possible. All they can do now is to surround Griffin and keep the place tightly guarded.

one day one Night!

Two days and two nights!

It was Martin King who was the first to wake up, but still in a daze, looking at the Wolfe soldier who was close at hand, "It's been a few days."

"Two days."

"These two guys." Martin said with a helpless smile, "Karen woke up later and informed me that I haven't told him the business yet. This guy should be called Pepper Wolf."

Sharaf actually woke up early, and he was waiting for Martin to leave. As soon as the other party left, he got up from Karen's body first, and asked Wolff next to him, "How is Harmore?"

"The task was very good. He photographed the entire production process of Coca-Cola, and figured out all the raw material production. He also got a written agreement signed by Karen and the Human Race Business Group, but no salt mine was found."

"Where's the salt mine?"

"I don't know. It may be that the shadow elves are not good at climbing the shafts in the deep ground of the town of Gold, so they can't sneak in. By the way, Hamoore also got Karen's map." Frostwolf Wolf hurriedly took a piece of cowhide Send me the map.

The moment he saw the map, Sharaf's face darkened.

Karen's plan is very big. Not only will the Qatar Mountains in the west of the wilderness be included in the scope of Gold Shining Town, but also the Zhanze area in the northwest will be included in the ruling area, and a port will be established on the coastline, a trading town will be built in the east, and even The Iron Village has been built into a top-level village that surpasses the Iron Town.

What's more important is the barracks. The northern part of Jinjin Town is included in the scope of the training camp.

This Necromancer really wants to be the Wolf of the Southwest.

"Boss, did you kill him?"