"Ahem, I beg your pardon, I'm a little excited, you human nobles really don't have a good reputation. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" The dwarf awkwardly took the musket in Benny's hand.

"You want to hire me to study this gun? But it's just a failure, and I've given it up. ”

"What if I could provide you with a small power source?"

"I have a small power source myself, but the power to press this gun is simply not enough, and it is not even as good as those gunpowder." Fenrir put a lot of effort into the musket, and his shop was in shambles.

"No, I'm not talking about a mechanical power source." Benny's hand lit up with a small circle that was only slightly larger than the palm of his hand. "That's it!" A thumb-sized ball of light formed in the circle, and looking left and right, Benny looked for the target to launch.

"This!" The dwarf took a metal plate of his height and placed it in front of the counter.

With a flash of golden light, a ball of light shot out and hit the metal plate, and a ball of golden light exploded, and a small pit and black burning marks appeared on the metal plate.

"Oh my God." The dwarf stroked the pit that was still slightly hot. "What is this?! Is this magic?! ”

"Of course not, that's the Light!"

"That's amazing!" This metal plate is made of kryptonite, and a thumb-sized ball of light can actually make a pit on it!

"This circle, I want to use it as a power source."

"Genius idea, but that can't be, awesome sir. I don't know anything about a magic circle! The dwarf spread his hands. Moreover, this idea has been experimented with before. It requires a very precise circle, and the best mages can't carve such a small circle. ”

"What about Quel'Thalas' enchantment technology?"

Sylvanas glanced at Benny, which means---- you premeditated?

"Quel'Salas? Those elves? The dwarf frowned and thought for a moment. I'm not sure, very little of their stuff has been circulated, and most of the weapons that have been circulated are longbows and swords, muskets at all. "The elves don't bother to use muskets at all.

"I'd like to hire you and the elves to work on this musket, I wonder if that's okay?"

"Can you hire elves?" The dwarf looked incredulous. "Those elves are looked down upon! Humans can't hire them! ”

"It's not good to speak ill of people behind your back!" Sylvanas took off the hood from her head, her pointed ears leaking out. "We're not as much of a despise as you say!"

"Ahh The dwarf looked embarrassed. "It turns out that the beautiful lady is an elf, and I didn't say anything just now!"

"How about getting down to business?" Benny waved his hand. "Help me study this musket! You're in charge of the overall structure, and the elves are in charge of the power source! ”

"It's going to cost ----- a lot of money, Mr. Priest Noble!" The dwarf's research is dripping and turning, and it looks more like a goblin who is greedy for money!

"Funding is not a problem, if you can research a musket that I am happy with, I can also fund your other research." Benny already had an idea when he heard this dwarf announce his name, Fenrir Whistle, isn't this the dwarf engineering trainer in his previous life, and it would be good to let him be the first researcher in the Equipment Development Research Department!

"And my debts, honorable rich priest and noble sir!" The dwarf looked flattering.

"Debt?"

"My shop almost closed for the purpose of researching this musket, and I owe 120 gold coins, which is nothing at all to you, right?"

"Sell your shop, it's enough for you to pay off your debts, you don't need it anymore!"

"Why sell the store? I'm here to help you with your research. I have ready-made equipment here. ”

"I'll buy the best equipment for you from scratch, you don't need to research here. And---- you don't need the income from this shop anymore, I'll pay you 100 gold coins a year! "A loaf of bread is only 2 copper coins, and 300 gold coins are almost equivalent to more than 30w in the previous life.

"100 gold coins?!" The gnome's voice was sharper. "Dick! Dick! Where are you dead! Hurry up and pack your things! We're moving! ”

The dwarf ran up to the second floor, and there was a response from another dwarf and the sound of ping-pong, and it seemed that he still had an 'apprentice'.

"He doesn't look like a researcher." Sylvanas couldn't stand the gnome's shrill voice.

"Most of the gnomes are like that, but they ---- here," Benny pointed to his head. "Smarter than everybody, they rely on this to get a foothold in the world."

"And that gun, we haven't promised you to help you research enchantment technology!"

"You'll help me, won't you?" Benny looked into Sylvanas' eyes.

"Just for the sake of the undead!" Sylvanas looked away, and there seemed to be a golden glow in his eyes, dazzling.

"We're 'friends' now. Isn't it for the sake of 'friends'? ”

"Just a very general 'friend'!" Sylvanas emphasized.

"I will be very, very good friends in the future." Benny grinned.

"That's for later!" Sylvanas habitually touched the hilt of the knife on his waist, but felt empty.

"Are you trying to hit me?" Does Benny remember when she hit herself in the stomach with the handle of her knife?

"What--- what?" Sylvanas panicked away. "That'--- that's just a habit!"

"Holy Light, when have you gotten used to hitting me?!"

"Do you want to die?!" Sylvanas was annoyed.

"Just kidding." Benny quickly pressed Sylvanas' white fist down. "It's not good that you're always so violent!"

"You have to take care of it!" Sylvanas pulled out her clenched fist in a bit of panic. "I'm the Ranger General! How can you discipline your subordinates without violence? Those Far Travelers are Quel'Thalas' best warriors! Sylvanas explained unconsciously.

"I'm different, I'm not your subordinate."

"No---- it's no different!"

"Huh." Benny smiled slightly, looking at Sylvanas' slightly red face.

"Don't laugh like that!" Sylvanas glared at Benny.

"It's up to you." Benny shrugged.

"Sir! We've got it covered! "The dwarf carried a large leather bag larger than him, followed by a young gnome carrying the same backpack.

"Need help?" Benny was scared that they would be squashed by their backpacks!

"No, we're ready to go!" All he had in his head was gold coins flashing right now! With the funding of a wealthy man, many of his ideas can be realized!