Passive Inheritance System for All Occupations

At least when faced with persuading him to drink, this human being had a clear refusal attitude from beginning to end, even when he was drunk, he did not forget the task entrusted to him by the king.

But it's a pity that the principle is a little low, otherwise, how could I not be able to resist persuasion, and finally get drunk by myself?

To be honest, Vig Dorabnir was a little annoyed when he first received the invitation saying that it was "something to talk about". It would be better for Stephanie to talk to him in person, but now he is much calmer. After all, this diplomat is not too stupid. He should have some ability and skill, and there is no question of respect or disrespect.

After pondering for a while, Wigg stood up from the wine table and greeted downstairs: "Come here."

……

When Chen Mo opened his eyes, he was in a strange bedroom.

Of course, it is impossible for him to be drunk by Vig Dorabnier, and ordinary wine will not affect him at all, but it is not difficult for him to act in a timely manner. Word.

After heavy drinking, you must have a hangover...

Sitting up from the bed, Chen Mo made a painful expression, covered his forehead with one hand, and coughed hoarsely.

"Cough! Cough cough...!"

Hearing the movement from the bedroom, the two goblin guards waiting at the door immediately pushed the door open and offered him a sober drink.

The sour soup with a little taste of fresh fruit, the temperature in the mouth is just not cold or hot, obviously well prepared in advance.

"thank you……"

Chen Mo pursed his chapped lips, as if he was really thirsty. He took the soup cup and drank it in big gulps, and made a very loud grunt when he swallowed. People are exactly the same.

Seeing this, the two goblin guards looked at each other, the former nodded slightly, and the latter smiled silently.

When Chen Mo put down the soup cup, the guard said: "Please come with us again, Your Majesty has been waiting in the hall for a long time."

"Where is it? Since it was summoned by His Majesty Vig, let's go quickly..."

Chen Mo supported the edge of the bed and stood up, his expression hesitant to speak, an urgent and restrained look was vividly performed by him.

"Thank you sir."

"No hard work, no hard work..."

Seeing Chen Mo's submissive attitude, the two guards looked at each other again, with contemptuous smiles in each other's eyes, but they didn't show it, turned around and began to lead the way for Chen Mo.

Speaking of goblins, in the common impression, most of them are a group of short, ugly and weird dwarfs. Even the most positive image descriptions of goblins in various legends are just muscular dwarves with strong physiques. But in fact, as the proud work of Orkan, the god of forging, the goblins are not only tall and fit, but they are also an intelligent race that advocates knowledge. This can be seen from the mechanical engineering that is far more developed than the other fourteen races. Take a peek.

Led by two guards, Chen Mo finally met the king of goblins, Vig Dorabnir, again in a spacious hall.

At this moment, Viger is completely different from his previous appearance in the tavern. His sleeveless and cardigan clothing sets off his forearm and the bulging muscles of his chest to make him more majestic and mighty. His white hair is loose and spreads out to the surroundings, and his eyes are domineering. And frivolously glanced at everyone under the throne.

A bit less witty and cunning, and a bit more unscrupulous arrogance.

Like a wild lion.

"Your Majesty Vig!"

After being brought into the main hall, Chen Mo pretended to pay homage and knelt down, but Viger didn't stop him, so under Viger's half-smile gaze, Chen Mo finally just nodded, but his knees didn't bend at all, as if he had never bent his knees. At the beginning, I just wanted to bow my head instead of kneeling.

"Hehe, cunning guy!"

After appreciating the whole process of Chen Mo changing the kneeling salute to a nodding salute naturally, Viger scolded with a smile, but he was not angry at all. He had tried enough when drinking before, and now he should show his status appropriately. There is nothing wrong with the king's generosity and tolerance.

"Yes, I can't hide it from Your Majesty Viger's eyes." Hearing Viger's scolding, Chen Mo lowered his head respectfully all the time, staring at the steps in front of the throne, without any intention of presumptuousness.

"Okay, you are not my subject, so don't use the same thing as a monarch and a subject with me." Vig waved his hand and said: "Enough drinking, let's talk about business now."

"Yes."

Chen Mo nodded, looked up slightly, and said slowly: "I used to be a goblin with the technology of [Marrow Explosion], although it may not be the strongest race, but at that time the gods divided the world and ruled the world." In the age of God Wars, it must be the most popular race... Counting up, the elves are secretly studying the evil magic formula against the gods, the Flügel regard the gods as their primary hunting targets, and the giants and elves are basically They don't dare to disobey the gods, the phantoms are willing to be the pets raised by the gods, and the dragon spirits only dare to show off their power in front of the creatures of the lower races. After all, only the goblins dare to openly declare that they have mastered God's technology..."

Chen Mo's speech was very slow, and when he finished speaking, his tone suddenly rose, with a hint of instigation.

"It's a pity that this glory ended six thousand years ago."

"what do you want to say in the end?!"

On the throne, Vig suddenly stood up, staring at Chen Mo with a pair of tiger eyes, and the manic magic elves swept across the sky above the hall, bringing the whistling sound of wind like knives.

"Your Majesty, please calm down!"

Controlling himself to show just the right amount of fear, Chen Mo licked his lips and lowered his voice, "Don't tell me, Your Majesty Vig...don't you want to regain this glory?"

"Hmph! You sound nice, but as long as there is a covenant..."

Wigg snorted again when he said this. Under the shackles of the [covenant], even the gods cannot harm other races at will, let alone the goblins, who are only ranked eighth in the sequence.

"Your Majesty misunderstood, what I mean is, since [Marrow Explosion] has lost its function now, why not use it...It is better to use waste than to hang it on the wall of the capital as an ornament, right?"

"use?"

Viger sat back on the throne, raised his eyebrows slightly and said, "Tell me, how do you want to use it?"

"Your Majesty, please see."

Facing Viger's scrutinizing gaze, Chen Mo took out a roll of blueprints from his arms and handed them to the guards.

"Multiple magic circles and soul implantation technology, the lowest combination is the third ring, if equipped with the marrow explosion activation technique as the power source of the entire three-ring magic circle, it can quickly turn an ordinary person into a person comparable to a high-ranking person." The effect of the cutting-edge combat power of the race's life..."

While Chen Mo was explaining, Vig Dorabnier's eyes staring at the blueprint became wider and wider, and his eyes were full of uncontrollable shock.

After a long while, he with difficulty looked back from the drawing, closed his eyes and remained silent for a while, finally calmed down the turbulent waves surging in his heart.