The experience and story of the "bandage man" McTavish made Old Tang smile bitterly when he heard it. Don didn't know whether to praise this node hunter for being bold and crazy? Or should he be ridiculous at the idea that he made a deal with a demon?

McTavish didn't care about Don's expression, and he didn't get angry because of it. After all, since that incident happened, it has become a stain on the life of the "bandage man", making him a laughing stock for others. On the contrary, McTavish's bandaged face showed no expression, and in a very friendly and polite voice, he continued to sell two parts to Don.

"Two hundred gold coins, that's what I think is the ideal price. That's not a small amount anymore. Don interrupted McTavish the "bandage man" and offered what he thought was a reasonable price.

"That's not what he's worth, Mr. Goode. At least 400 gold coins. This is already my bottom line, and if it is lower, I can only say sorry. McTavish gritted his teeth and gave a price that his psychological bottom line could accept.

"I've heard that you ethereals have a hobby of collecting and buying magical items and the Emblem of the Mighty, right, McTavish?" Old Tang pondered for a moment, had a new idea, and then asked the bandage man.

"Ah, what a well-informed Minotaur you are, Mr. Good. That's right, items with powerful mana or unique effects are indeed very popular in the Astral Plane. The emblems and exclusive items of those who are strong also sell well as good collectibles. What, do you have something you want to sell? ”

As if surprised by Old Tang's understanding of the Ethereal Spirit, the "Bandage Man" McTavish's originally unfluctuating voice also had the taste of opinion in it, and then added in detail.

"I wonder what the centaur Khan's head is worth? What about the heads of the five centaur contemporary khans combined? What price will those merchants in your Astral Consortium offer for these? Hearing the explanation of the bandage man McTavish, which was completely consistent with his own memory, Old Tang began to take the initiative to tempt this ethereal merchant of the former Astral Consortium.

Of the five centaur Khans, two of them were the souls of the old Don's sword, and the remaining three were also killed by Grudig. And the heads of these five eighth-order and ninth-order powerhouses, as "trophies", are now lying quietly in the corner of the old Tang's magic backpack. This time, I met a bandage man who had a habit of collecting strong insignia as a collectible, and immediately made Old Tang make up his mind and dispose of them.

It has to be said that Azeroth's space technology is unique and sophisticated. These magically processed space backpacks made of various fabrics can be self-contained, forming an independent closed vacuum-sealed space. And those "trophies" are piled up here, and there is no danger of decay and deterioration.

"Centaur Khan? All five together? Ah, Mr. Goode, it seems that you are not only a well-informed polymath, but also a mighty warrior. Well, if it's a single one, it's not worth much. But if the heads of five contemporary khans can be put together, it will be very collectible. Mr. Goode, do you really have such a set of loot? Can I take a look?"

McTavish, the bandage man who had been very calm since just now, finally couldn't calm down anymore when he heard Old Tang's words. The heads of five contemporary centaur khans, if they could be brought together, would be of considerable value to the collection. Judging by McTavish's business acumen and trading experience as a successful businessman, it would definitely be a lucrative deal. As for buyers, there will certainly be a large number of collectors who have a lot of wealth in their hands that will be interested.

And you can find a troll who is proficient in skull shrinkage and voodoo spells, make a necklace or an ornament, and process it into a magical item with unique powers. Maybe this will bring you higher profits? Maybe when you sell it yourself, you will get a lot of income, enough to make a comeback!

McTavish, the more he thought about it, the more excited he became. He's fed up with continuing to be an adventurer who spends his days dealing with all sorts of trivial things to make ends meet. McTavish couldn't continue to endure this kind of precarious life. As a once successful businessman, McTavish believes that as long as he has the opportunity to have capital, he can replicate his past success and glory. By that time, McTavish will definitely trample under the feet of those who have once mocked him!

It has to be said that the Ethereal Spirits are born to be merchants. Having a face with an energy structure will often allow the ethereal spirits to better disguise their emotional fluctuations in business negotiations, so that the other party can't figure out their bottom line, so as to take advantage. McTavish, who had rekindled the burning heat in his heart, quickly calmed down his eagerness, suppressed his desire, and asked calmly.

"Mr. Goode, do you have any plans to sell this collection? What price do I have to pay to get it? ”

"You see, I'm a generous person, and we Shuharu are a hospitable race, and it's always a joy for me to make new friends. You'll definitely pay for the five heads, Mr. McTavish. The core of this magical mecha plus your friendship is enough! For the sake of your business life, I will also fund your 1,000 gold coins as a friend for free, so that you can start again! ”

Seeing the bandage man take the bait, the corners of Old Tang's mouth curled into a bright smile, and he continued to open his mouth to tempt.

"My friendship?" The bandage man McTavish asked suspiciously.

"That's right, your friendship, Mr. McTavish. I wish we could be friends. When you make a comeback, maybe I'll ask you to do me a 'little favor' that I can. Well, you can also understand that I am making an emotional investment! ”

Old Don rummaged through his backpack and found the heads of five centaur khans, tied them in a knot with their hair, and stuffed them into the bandage man's hands. His eyes were fixed on McTavish and he said with a sincere expression.

"A small favor, well, I hate human debts. However, I am very interested in investing in a qiē-shaped shì. All right, Mr. Goode. You're really good at bargaining. As you wished, you gained my 'friendship'. As for my comeback, you can rest assured that Mr. Goode, I will never disappoint investors! Happy working together! ”

McTavish, this moment is in a good mood. On the face composed of energy, a smiling face was pieced together, and a hand was stretched out and held at Old Tang.

"Good luck, McTavish." Old Don also stretched out his big hand and held it tightly with the bandage man.

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Old Tang is not a person who likes "gratuitous dedication", and he is emotionally invested in the bandage man McTavish, and the black-bellied Old Tang naturally has his own plans and layouts.

After seeing this somewhat down-and-out bandage man, an inspiration suddenly flashed into Old Tang's mind. After listening to McTavish's story, the idea became even stronger.

As we all know, in addition to the technology of the ecological dome, the ethereal spirits also have another high-end technology that is well-known in the continent - making zuò mana lattice. And Lao Tang's investment this time is to hit the idea on this thing. If he can obtain the technology of making the zuò mana lattice, and cooperate with Lao Tang's other idea, Lao Tang will be sure that in the future, he will make another race owe the Minotaur a great favor, so that he will be tied to the Minotaur to death.

And what better option to get such a treasured technology from the Ethereals than to fund an ambitious, business-minded bandage man who is now down-and-out?

"Big Minotaur, come here!" The bearded dwarf, engineering bigwig Giant Giant, waved and shouted at Old Tang, interrupting the mood of Old Don who was in a happy mood for the future.

"Ah, yours has a problem with this motorcycle, we've found it! But it's up to you how to fix it! "Bigg Giant, after Old Tang came to his side, craned his neck and said to Old Tang.

"Hmph, I don't know it's the work of that bastard! With such ingenious craftsmanship and so many fine materials, but without installing a power core for this machine, which is a work of art, his maker is definitely an idiot! Does he want to treat this beautiful big guy as a mere ornament? This damn idiot, this is blasphemy against engineering! ”

I used to ridicule Don's "tin can" goblin engineering big man Flad * alloy drill bit because of the motorcycle incident, but now his attitude has come to a 180-degree turn. Start screaming for the mechanical roadstopper! Curse at the "unknown" designer and maker! It is estimated that the friend who was a mechanical road fighter for the old Tang Dynasty would definitely say that he was shot while lying down.

"Hey, Minotaur! What modifications do you want to do for your motorcycle? What type of engine are you going to use? Prancing Horse-3000II model? Or simply add the latest Nightblade Leopard-2100IV? After complaining about the unwarranted mechanical road master, Vlad Alloy Drill turned his head covered in the "mecha" helmet and asked Old Tang what he thought.

"Can I use this?" Old Tang handed out the magic energy mecha piston and energy core that he had just arrived, and looked at the two engineering masters expectantly.

"What, you're going to use these things to drive your motorcycle? How much horsepower will you give your car with this thing? This is definitely the craziest idea I've ever seen! Goblin engineer Vlad Alloy Drill bit stood up straight all of a sudden after seeing the magic energy mecha piston and power core that Old Tang was carrying in his hand, and the "mecha" covering his whole body clanged chaotically.

"We like such a crazy idea, though!" The two engineering masters glanced at each other and said excitedly at the same time. His eyes lit up, like a pervert who had been holding back for a long time and saw a naked beauty.

"Do you want to participate in this year's Ratchet City Locomotive Rally, big minotaur? What 'weapon' props are you going to put on this motorcycle? How about a gnome grenadier? A total of eight huge throwing nets can be fired to entangle the bearings of your opponent's locomotives. Or is it the Goblin Rocket Launcher Type III? Ah, I personally don't recommend this work, his stability needs to be improved! ”

The dwarf engineer Bigg Giant stopped what he was doing, turned his head to look at Don and asked a few questions that puzzled Don.

"Weapon props? What is that? Isn't motorcycle rally just a race? Old Tang frowned and asked carefully.

From the moment he saw the instructions for participating in the motorcycle competition, Old Tang was a little confused about the third rule of the competition. What is called "During the race, except for the use of the vehicle's own props, the participating drivers are strictly forbidden to use any skills and weapons." "What does it mean that the vehicle comes with its own props? Now that I meet two insiders, I naturally want to ask for an understanding.

Hearing Old Tang's somewhat puzzled inquiry, the "tin can" goblin engineering big Vlad alloy drill bit, who was immersed in the sketch of Old Tang's modification design, raised his head and said to Old Tang's playful explanation:

"Aha, of course it's not just a race. The props and 'weapon' system that come with the vehicles are also a highlight of the race! A wide variety of engineering products can be mounted on the race car and used as props. If you're not afraid of the weight slowing down your car, no one will care if you install a magic cannon! ”

"Of course, there will be a limit to the power of these prop 'weapons', and it is not allowed to directly harm the driver during the race to win! Well, in general, as long as it's not unlucky enough to have an explosion caused by a mechanical failure or simply roll over, the riders are safe! And the probability of mechanical failure, who knows! You must know that surprise is also a major feature of GNOME engineering products! ”

"Forget it, look at your ridiculous confused look! We'll take care of the weapons and props! I will contribute a little bit of my precious invention! Rest assured, my great invention of Vlad's alloy drill bits is guaranteed to satisfy you and guarantee that it will match your awesome guy! ”

Old Tang, who was originally confused, finally reacted after listening to it for a long time. Minato, where is this locomotive rally? This is purely a "go-kart" prop race! Is there such a cheat?

But before Old Tang could speak, the "tin can" was another angry roar that didn't come out:

"Give us one night. Tomorrow morning, we promise you a more powerful and handsome motorcycle! Now, get out of my real room and don't disturb my work! ”

"Ah, Vlad, you bastard has made our room!"

"Fart, how can you compare to the great Vlad Alloy Drill bit? You fat white man with no talent! ”

"Ah, you green-skinned ugly monster, your mechanical level is not even worthy of lifting my shoes, you stupid idiot!"

Listening to the two engineering masters behind him who had no demeanor and looked like a crazy "spraying each other", Old Tang pulled the eagle man Xiao Nizi Serena * blood feathers, and walked towards the bored horn lying on the ground with black lines.

Old Tang, who stepped on the back of the brutehorn, hugged Serena* Bloodfeather, pulled the reins of the brutehorn, and walked towards the "Sailor's House" hotel. Along the way, Old Don's mind began to look forward to tomorrow's modification of his own mechanical Road Fighter and the Ratchet City Locomotive Rally the day after tomorrow. The more I thought about it, the more interesting I felt, and slowly pulled an arc at the corner of my mouth. Old Tang, who was constantly imagining the picture in his head, muttered to himself.

"Prop war? Hey, that's kind of interesting. I'm looking forward to it! ”

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The second is 4400+, and today it is more 9000+, and the more votes are eaten~~Oh, too~~~, everyone still votes for 6000~~~ So that it can be won steadily~~~