Sword and Magic and Taxi

　　 Zhao Mai looked through the dictionary, and finally got the point of the matter. How did the orc Solu spit into his eyes, how did he sneak attack after being injured, how did he want to strangle himself. It took a long time to finally finish all this, and then he waited for Karl to ask questions. But the old ranger said nothing, and walked out in silence.

　　 He didn't believe it, Zhao Mai realized it. People always have doubts about things they have not seen with their own eyes, and problems will arise in their hearts. The normal process should be to ask questions and gradually form your own judgment based on the narrator's answers. But the Ranger Karl didn't ask, which showed that he had formed a subjective answer. The question of Zhao Mai was just a cutscene, and he couldn't listen to it at all.

　　 Soon there was Zhao Maihe's grain reserves left in the tree hole, and the latter was still sleeping on his back. Zhao Mai gently hugged the dog in his arms and stroked his belly with his hand. The reserve grain shivered and woke up, then struggling to turn over, gently licking Zhao Mai's fingers.

"You will always trust me and help me." Zhao Mai said to the puppy earnestly: "Trust me, even if no one depends, nothing can trap us. As long as I take a bite, you won't Hungry."

　　 The reserve grain barked twice, and it always seemed to have infinite confidence.

　　 Zhao Mai pondered, if he was in the position of Ranger Carl, he would not have a good impression on someone who had turned everything upside down in just two days after coming to him. If you continue to stay here, there will not be much benefit. Besides, Zhao Mai didn't feel that he could still ask Carl to teach martial arts. Now it is hard to say a few words.

　　 He decided to leave here and go where there are more humans. Although he has no long objects and even lost his spare tire shield, he is not without a skill. In the face of food reserves, please lead the way, Zhao Mai carried back a sack of coarse salt from the cave.

　　 The next step is to work hard, grinding flour, boiling water, filtering, and boiling salt. Zhao Mai's T-shirt is completely scrapped, and it is no different from a mop when worn on the body, especially because it has an itchy sensation that stimulates the skin, which is no longer suitable for wearing. But this dress was changed for more than ten catties of salt. Leaving two catties is considered a parting gift for Carl, and the others should be exchanged for a lot of money in the town.

　　 Although she was a little unhappy and left, she still wanted to say goodbye out of politeness. Ranger Carl thought that "Mike" would leave, but did not expect that he would come to say goodbye. The etiquette and behavioral norms from ancient eastern countries are touching and respectful to people like Karl. He put down the salt bag, turned around and took out a set of equipment and gave it to Zhao Mai.

　　 Including a leather armor, a short sword, a one-handed axe and an iron-clad wooden shield. Although these are not brand new objects, they are enough for Zhao Mai.

　　 Gnomish mage Greens Mumu was not interested in these weapons at all, he stared directly at the bag of refined salt. There was a hint of cyan in the snow white, and the quality was comparable to the spirit's alchemical salt. Even if the bag in front of me is two kilograms, it is enough to qualify as a lot in an auction. Look at the zhakou leather bag on the back of the kid, there should be more than ten kilograms in it, which is not a small fortune.

　　 Even the jungle ranger doesn't know. The dwarf village has begun to contact the outside world, but it still keeps its position secret. As the population of the village increases, so does the demand for land, and the coverage of the protective spell barrier must also expand. However, there are not enough people in the village to cast spells, and there are not enough resources to maintain the enchantment. Gnomes are naturally short and lack strength and speed. They are not dominant against any beast. An ocelot can kill many dwarf children in the village. Enchantment is their only safety barrier.

　　 Gradually, the village became more and more crowded, and relying solely on planting and harvesting was no longer sufficient to maintain the standard of living in the past. In order to prevent the transition from life to prison, the gnomes began to consciously contact the outside world, using some of the "gadgets" they made to exchange needed materials to supplement the needs of the village.

Just like human talents in business, gnomes have a very strong advantage in illusion. The things they use illusion to make-most of them are toys-sell well, which is better than their hard work and busy year in the field. It's much easier.

　　 But as long as there is communication, even if it is only a narrow passage, the outside world will gradually affect the original quiet life of the dwarf village, and Greens Mumu is the one who has changed his mind more greatly. Using illusion skills to change his appearance, and by secretly following the caravan to travel, he saw the prosperity of the human world and knew the power of money.

　　With gold coins, he can buy more magic scrolls, more powerful wands, and the gnome village can also have more resources for expansion, which will change the current dilemma of being trapped in the jungle. If he can accomplish all this, he can become a hero of the village, and even an elder, to better lead the village to prosperity and prosperity.

　　 In order to accomplish this just and grand goal, he is prepared to do his best, even if he gives everything he has. When he saw the fine salt, he knew his opportunity had come. The salt cave of Kangjian Forest is no secret. The mineral salt inside is extremely unpalatable and the cost of detoxification is very high. The dwarf himself has prepared some, and the cost paid is not proportional to the product obtained. I can't eat salt while guarding the salt mine. This pain has penetrated my bones. If there is a master of the change department who can sit in the village, the situation may be better. But among the gnomes, almost all illusions are illusionists, and illusions are mostly deceptive and cannot change the nature of things.

　　 The young man in front of him is able to prepare a large amount of fine salt, which the dwarf has determined. After a busy day, from mining to the final product, it looks like more than ten kilograms. What is the difference between this and the direct production of gold coins? The dwarf still doesn't understand the truth that things are rare. He only knows that the more they make, the more money they make.

　　 "You can't leave." The dwarf interrupted the two who were saying goodbye with gestures and simple common words, and suddenly said.

　　 The ranger frowned, and turned his face to look at the dwarf: "It's none of your business."

　　 "He knows that I am here. After leaving, he will expose the relationship between the village and the jungle ranger. Later, someone will know that you can find our village through you, which may endanger the safety of the village."

　　 "I will not reveal the location of your village, and this matter has nothing to do with Mike."

　　 Zhao Mai couldn't keep up with their conversation, but it didn't mean that he couldn't feel the change in atmosphere. He asked the ranger: "What does this man want?"

Greens is physically strong enough and said directly: "I am a dwarf, not a human. Pay attention to your wording. If you want to leave, you can, but you need a guarantee. You look very poor, so it's better to take the salt-making technology as a collateral. If we hear your disclosure about the dwarf within a certain period of time, the collateral will be ours."

　　Because of the excitement, the dwarf talked eagerly and quickly. If it weren't for Ranger Karl to explain slowly, Zhao Mai would not understand.

　　 Looking at the dwarf's cheeks that turned red from excitement, Zhao Mai smiled back. Even if it is a robbery, at least a five-and-three sturdy man must be brought, naked to the upper body and holding a sharp axe, it is best to be accompanied by lines such as "This mountain is mine". A little Dingdouzi, his legs are not as long as his own hair and hat, and he won't be able to touch his face if he doesn't overlap the Arhat. Where can the confidence grab his own things? Just rely on that chopstick-like wand?

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