"You know pharmacy?" said Phoenix, looking at Thor suspiciously.

This little shiitake mushroom actually knows pharmacy?

Thor was caught off guard and choked, unable to rise any longer, and some of the rhetoric that was originally intended to raise prices was useless.

It seems that they think of this race as too backward, although their continent has difficult living conditions and is not densely populated, it still has a long history, and the progress of civilization should not be so low.

However, it is not a big problem, it is better for the other party to recognize it, and the effect of the medicine is the hard indicator that ultimately affects the price.

"Yes, healing potions can be used to heal certain injuries, and antidotes can free you when facing enemies like poisonous frogs and snakes. However, due to the limited number of containers, the two types brought now are only samples. Saul explained.

In fact, there is a flaw in this matter, Thor was bitten by a poisonous snake and fell into a coma when he first became a Havak. Now he suddenly threatens to make an antidote, which seems to be a bit difficult to explain.

But Thor doesn't care about this, anyway, he has enough survival guarantee at present, and even if he leaves the team, he won't starve to death. As for whether the people in the team will have any suspicion about this, that is their own problem.

"So, you want to exchange the salt and potions you brought with us for something?" asked Phines with her hands crossed.

"Yes, in addition to this, I can also teach you some simple trap techniques that will allow you to get enough food every day without much effort, which can also be included in the list of transactions. Saul continued to ramp up his stacks.

Thor thought very clearly, as long as he firmly grasped the source of technology, the downstream products produced could be exchanged at will.

In order to pay the corresponding value, the whole team is actually equivalent to working for themselves, after all, they don't know how to boil salt and prepare potions, and as for the trap technology, it can be regarded as an addition to them.

"And what do you want to change?" Phoenix's whole body looked calm, it was obvious that Thor's things didn't shock her much, and of course it could just be a disguised expression when bargaining.

Change? Thor turned his head and looked around.

"Untie his sword and give it to me. And this kind of coarse linen robe on his body, two pieces. Thor pointed to the long sword at the waist of a male captain next to him, Thor had been using a dagger all this time, and if he had a choice, he would still want to use his skilled long sword.

There was something in the group that he coveted, but not too much, and Thor looked around, lifted the tent and walked out.

"This iron pot belongs to me. Thor pointed to the others who had come out with him, pointing to an iron pot on the fire that was boiling water.

There are two of them in such an iron pot team, and Saul wants one to come is nothing more than boiling water and boiling meat to improve daily life.

It didn't seem like there was much good going on, so Thor walked over to one of the captain's freshly laid bunks. The cover was very simple, but it was also made of coarse linen, and it was obviously much more advanced than running around with bales of hay on his back.

"There are two sets of such covers, both of which are new, and two more pottery bowls. And these two tents are mine. In the eyes of several captains, Thor was not polite, pointing and quickly finishing his needs.

There were only three tents in the entire camp, and Thor only kept Finis's, apparently to wipe out the nests of the two captains. However, this is also normal, since it is a transaction, it is always necessary to shout the price a little higher, leaving a certain counteroffer space for others.

"As long as you provide enough containers, I'll send ten healing potions and antidotes each later. Saul turned to face Phines who was following behind him, and offered his final price.

That's all there is to this poor team, and the rest of Thor doesn't think much of it.

Kratan, the fat man who was following him, quietly tugged at Thor's clothes, as if he had something to say, but Thor shook his head slightly.

He knew that the fat man might be trying to say who could get it and who couldn't, in other words, it was a question of trading premium. It's possible that Thor has paid too much, or asked for too much from the team, will it be inappropriate.

In fact, this transaction is of little significance to Saul, although the process seems to be a one-time shot, but whether it is paid by himself or exchanged, it is a trivial thing, and it is regarded as a pleasure in suffering.

So Thor doesn't care who takes advantage of him, and what he gets back is just some rags to improve his life. Thor was prepared to do the best if he could get the deal done all at once, so that he wouldn't have to go back and forth for such a trivial matter later.

Once the deal was complete, the team was left with nothing to handle. As for the fact that they still want their own things after they have eaten and used up, it may depend on their mood.

However, jokes aside, looking around the entire territory, Thor's mood was inevitably a little dignified.

This team has been on the run in the labyrinth for nearly a hundred years, and they have to face the difficulties of attrition and survival all day long.

But trading is trading after all, and it is still necessary to maintain certain principles.

Although it is understandable that these people hate their Havak identity, Thor will not give it away for nothing.

A sword, two robes, an iron pot, two sets of covers, and two tents—that was all Thor had asked for. Phines was silent there with her head down, as if weighing the feasibility of the deal.

She has shoulder-length black hair, perhaps to facilitate movement, and only has a neat single ponytail tied at the back of her head, which is relatively rare in Saul's impression.

Slender eyebrows raise a graceful amplitude, delicate small nose and small mouth with a slight pink tint, coupled with pointed ears and purple skin. Obviously, this cheap sister belongs to the wild and bewitching type, not referring to her character, but this kind of beauty without makeup.

"Buddy, untie your weapon. Eventually, Phines looked up and said to the male captain with the sword at his waist.

"Captain, I'm ......" The male captain known as Buddy looked reluctant, obviously this long sword had accompanied him to fight for many years, and it was a partner from birth to death, and the captain's order made him a little at a loss for a while.

"Give it to him. Phines sighed softly, her calm tone not harsh.

Buddy raised his hand and reluctantly stroked the sword, but finally untied the sword and stuck it on the ground.

Thor stood on the side and felt a little shaken in his heart, on the one hand, it was Finis's authority in the team, and on the other hand, looking at Phoenix's actions at the moment, it seemed that he was ready to take this deal.

Thor is well aware of the importance of a weapon to a professional, and while it is not higher than life, it is no less valuable than a reliable companion.

In fact, his own demands can be said to be a bit excessive, confiscating other people's personal weapons, and pulling out other people's tents. But again, at the beginning of the transaction, it is natural to shout a high price, leaving room for others to make a counteroffer.

To Saul's surprise, Phines actually agreed, and there was no even a counteroffer, and this cheerful attitude even made Saul a little suspicious. Is it really because of the value of salt and potions, or is there some other reason I don't know?

Quietly raising her eyes to sweep Thor's expression, Phines spread her hands over the supplies piled in front of her.

"This deal can be done, but you're not paying enough. Phines said suddenly.

The other party wants to change more? It turned out that he was waiting for him here, and the suspicion that Thor had just raised was a little less.

"Since it's not enough, I can add a few more things appropriately, but bartering is really only one aspect, I may have other ways. For example, you can hire me to be the team's chef. Thor looked down for a moment and gave a new suggestion.

Thor was not going to increase the production of potions, because the tools in the maze were limited, and the preparation of potions was still a bit troublesome, and it would inevitably take up a lot of his time. So Thor threw out another condition, which was to cook for the team.

Cooking can take time, but as long as the ingredients are processed in advance, it's easy to process them yourself.

The key is that with the problem of the team's burden of hunting, he and Kratan don't have to worry about food directly in the future, just come over on time every day to eat and drink, and usually focus on searching for monsters to improve their strength.

When it comes to cooking, it's all about the spices. As long as you grasp this source and don't let go, when these guys in the team are all nourished, they will have to beg themselves.

"Chef, do you know how to cook?" Phoenixy was stunned when she heard Thor's answer, then looked skeptical.

"What's cooking, if I'm in the mood, I'll sing!" Thor rolled his eyes at his cheap sister and waved behind him.

Kratan stepped forward with great discernment, showing what he was carrying, but his face was very resentful. If only I hadn't made it this far, then the food would have been my own.

Only then did everyone remember that Kratan had come with Thor, and that he was technically Thor's man. It's just that the rhythm of this trade has been carried away by Thor all the time, and now everyone has noticed that Kratan is also carrying something.

Putting down a small rattan basket-like object, Kratan lifted the lid on the basket.

Everyone is no stranger to the contents of the basket, just three roast chickens, the only thing that is a little strange is that the color of this roast chicken is not the familiar golden yellow, but faintly tan, and the appearance can only be said to be okay.

Now the roast chicken no longer emits heat, and the aroma is no longer strong.

"Try?" Thor shook his head at his cheap sister, motioning for her to try the roast chicken.

Before Phines could speak, Buddy, the captain who had lost his sword, stepped forward.

"Captain, this kind of unknown source may or may not be poisoned, I think we should be cautious, let me try it first. Buddy said to Phines as he stepped forward to pick one and took a bite.