"Why ---- 'shopping'?"

Sylvanas was dressed in a golden-red aristocratic robe of Quel'Salas, with a small hood covering her pointed ears on her head, and her slight height above Benny made her look unusually slender. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info without a heroic leather armor, the already beautiful face became a little softer and full of femininity.

"I've been thinking a lot lately and want to relax. All sorts of things kept his nerves on the table, and he wanted to come out and relax and change his mind, and besides---- he was actually here to get in touch with Sylvanas, because he needed ---- borrow money! The day-to-day operation of Dawn Light also requires money to sustain it. The money brought out by Lordaeron and the rest of the region had already been opened, and Benny didn't want to have money to do with those nobles, so he had to borrow it from Sylvanas.

"The workmanship here is crude. Sylvanas picked up a handmade trinket made by a human and pursed her lips disdainfully.

The owner of the stall obviously couldn't listen to others saying that his things were not good, but the clothes on the two of them looked like 'nobles', so the boss didn't dare to attack.

"Of course, it's not as good as your skills. Benny pulled Sylvanas out of the stall, and the provincial boss was.

"Are you sure it's okay to leave Elsa in the house by herself?" Sylvanas was a little uneasy.

"She seems to be 'hibernating' lately, no problem. ”

"I didn't even know that dragons needed 'hibernation' too. ”

"They are also 'creatures'. "Dragons and snakes are very similar, they are cold-blooded animals, as long as they are cold-blooded animals, they need to reduce their activities in winter to increase the temperature in their bodies, although dragons can forcibly get rid of the 'physiological laws', but they are obviously unwilling to do this, is there anything wrong with sleeping comfortably in winter?

"What is this?" Benny escorted Sylvanas through the crowd and into a shop.

"Beautiful lady, this is 'Hammer and Wrench', you can find all kinds of novelties here!" a shrill voice sounded behind the counter of the store. Sylvanas didn't even see who was talking.

"I'm here, beautiful lady!" a dwarf in an 'apron' all oil-stained stepped out of the counter and looked up at Sylvanas. "Oh my God, you're so tall!"

Benny almost laughed out loud at the oily dwarf, are all male dwarfs so 'funny'? This is simply a miniature version of the old human man. Chromie is quite 'cute'.

"What are you all selling?" Benny suppressed a smile.

"All sorts of things you've never seen before!" the gnome ran behind the counter and pulled out a metal helmet with something like a radar from his previous life hanging over his head. "Like this, Findel Whistle's great invention!

"Poof" Sylvanas couldn't help but laugh out loud, strange shapes and strange names. "What does it do?"

"It's the same as its name. The dwarf brought the helmet to his head. "It can expand your mind and allow you to control other people. ”

Sylvanas was stunned and touched her waist, she didn't go out with a weapon.

"Don't listen to his nonsense. Benny leaned into Sylvanas' ear. "That hat is a limited expansion of some spiritual power, which can have some spiritual magic effects, but it is only effective for ordinary people. ”

"Anything else fun?" Benny asked, turning to the gnome.

"Of course!" the gnome ran backstage and pulled out a metal helmet that was the same as the diving helmet of his previous life. "Another great invention of Findel Whistle!

"If you're all this stuff here, we're leaving. "Benny has no interest in these 'toys'.

"Okay, okay, it seems you're a sensible person. The gnome threw the helmet back behind the counter. "What do you want?

"Do you know how to make muskets?"

The dwarf's face was visibly disappointed. "Turn right and count the seventh shop from here, where the dwarven shop sells muskets. ”

"You just said that 'dwarf engineering' can do anything. Sylvanas was amused by the gnome.

"I'm not going to do anything like a musket!" the dwarf pouted, the disappointment on his face turning to disdain.

"This one seems to be pretty good. Benny picked up a strangely shaped musket stacked in the corner, which smelled like a sniper rifle from a previous life. Made of all-metal, the total length is about 1.3 meters, the barrel occupies most of the length, the firing mechanism is also well hidden, and the shape of the whole gun is very ---- modern.

"That's a failure. The dwarf took a musket about its height and wiped the dust from it.

"Can you tell me?" was the most 'modern' weapon Benny had ever seen, and he loved it.

"I came up with this look. Pretty lines, isn't it. The dwarf looked proud, but immediately stepped down. "But there's a big constraint to this shape's construction! it doesn't have any extra space for me to install a power source on it!"

"Why install a power source? Aren't muskets fired by gunpowder?" Benny had seen the muskets used by Lordaeron's mercenaries, no different from the priming muskets in his previous life, except that the metal materials here were better than in his previous life, and the muskets were more powerful.

"That's the most rubbish musket!" the dwarf looked disdainful again. "A good musket must have a power source that can provide powerful kinetic energy, otherwise it will rely on those muskets fired by gunpowder, and even human armor will not be able to shoot through far away!"

Benny suddenly realized, no wonder, in his previous life, when he saw the 'dragon hunter' shoot a dragon with a musket, he felt strange, how could the dragon clan be so weak, it turned out that the problem was on the musket.

"Do you buy anything?" The dwarf had been talking nonsense with him for so long on the question of how to know how to do it in this priest's dress.

"Of course!" Benny gestured to something around. "But not these things?"

"So what are you going to buy? My inventions are here!"

"Buy you!"

"Oh my God, you goddamn perverted nobleman!" Sylvanas couldn't help but touch his ears in the gnome's shrill voice. "I've heard that you aristocrats like perverted things! You're going to hit the handsome Findel with you?"

"Shut up!" Benny stomped his foot, a flash of golden light. "I'm asking you to help me research something, what nonsense are you talking about?!"

The golden light made the dwarf stunned: "Study things?"

"Study this!" Benny picked up the modern-style musket and threw it at the gnome.