4.82 Under a long-term contract
Thank you for the doomsday debut, the monthly ticket for the favorite King Adi and the reward for half of the lazy man-
Facing the doubts of his companions, Boss Kova squeezed out a hypocritical smile as much as he could: "Pique, whether it's a gladiator's assistant or an animal trainer's assistant, we all have to deal with dangerous monsters. Compared to the spacious Colosseum, the circus tent is much more crowded, which ...... It's not good for us to dodge. And it is said that the monsters of the circus are much more violent than the colosseum......" said Cova, "Our black iron golem is as fragile as a melon in front of their sharp claws. They tear through armor and then chew our flesh. β
Seeing everyone bow their heads and ponder, the Gowa Boss smiled slightly and pointed the finger at El: "Perhaps, only Al's Blue Bronze Gaolun can resist their attacks." β
Pikeqiang couldn't help but argue: "Boss, this is just your guess, maybe it's not so scary!" β
"Enough!" Gova turned his face suddenly: "Pique, you have repeatedly challenged my authority, why, do you disobey my boss?!" β
Peake said stupidly: "No, I just don't want to give up......"
Gova sneered, "Humph! You just don't want to give up this well-paying job, do you? Well, I won't stop you. But before making a decision, you should think carefully about whether you have earned money or not! β
With a wave of his hand, Gowa ended the describing unpleasant conversation.
"I'm sorry...... Blue and Kaba shrugged apologetically and chased after each other.
The panicked Gowa didn't let out a sigh until he caught a glimpse of Blue and Kaba catching up. Speaking of which, he strenuously opposed Al's suggestion. It's more about not wanting to lose control of this small group.
watched the three disappear around the corner of the back alley. Peake sighed. "Al. Now what? β
Al thought for a moment and said, "Peake, you and I both know that children from slums can only huddle together to keep warm if they want to live. So the squad can't split. β
"You're going to pass up this opportunity?" Peake was in a hurry.
"Nope." Al smiled slyly, "You go back to them, I'll try it at the circus first." β
"Great idea!" Peake shook his erect red hair and smiled and gave Al a thumbs up. Seeing Al successfully pass the guards and enter the big tent, Peake turned to leave with an excited expression.
Al didn't know. Pique had already seen this incident as the beginning of a squad reshuffle.
As a hierarchical civilized society, even the most humble poor are high and low. Take the current five-person squad as an example, Gowa is the boss, Blue is the second, Kaba is the third, and he and Al are the fourth and the last. The salary received each time he worked as a gladiator's assistant was entirely at the disposal of the Gova. By the time he and Al were in their hands, there was very little left.
But if Al succeeds in gaining a foothold in the circus and pulls them all in, then with his relationship with Al, his status will definitely rise. It can even overpower Gova!
The thought of Gova's usual unwarranted scolding of the two of them made Peake as disgusted as if he had eaten a fly. What is there to say about him? Isn't it just the cousin who was a thug in the Colosseum......
When Pique giggled all the way home. Al is being ushered into the circus director's room.
Except for the low, crowded hive hotels, the Goblin buildings have always been tall and tall. So even with the six-foot Gaolun maneuvering, El can pass without hindrance.
The middle-aged goblin in a floor-mopping robe glanced at the blue bronze Gao Lun, and quickly scanned the recommendation letter of the fire-eyed Roger, and then said lightly, "Since there is Roger's recommendation and the blue copper Gao Lun, I don't think I have a reason to refuse you." β
Without waiting for Al to thank him, the middle-aged goblin said with a smile: "But you have to have the consciousness to dare to take risks, cowardly people can't survive here." β
"I understand." Al nodded heavily
"Go to the beast training farm and find Master Rooney, and he will arrange a job for you." The goblin waved his hand casually, ending the conversation.
A circus is a group of tents made up of countless tents of various sizes. Each tent has a different function, and the people who come in and out are dressed in different ways, and many of the tents are often filled with the roar of wild beasts and the loud sound of leather whips.
Suppressing the fear in his heart, Al stared at Goron's toes, following the leader carefully through the rope-laden tent.
"Here we are." The leader stopped abruptly, and a nervous Al almost stepped on it.
"Hey, hey! New to the new arrival? I'm afraid I'm going to pee out along the way. The horror on Al's face was seen in his eyes, and the leader of the way, holding his green head high, quipped, "Put ten thousand hearts, they won't jump out and eat you." β
Al let out a sigh and nodded slightly, "I see." β
Lifting the thick curtain of the door, Al stooped into the tent. The colossium was much bigger than he had imagined, and that was the first thing he felt when he walked through the door.
In fact, even the circus' largest tent is the size of a hive hotel. But it can accommodate tens of thousands of spectators without difficulty, thanks to the magic of space.
As the most important component of the circus, the colossum is also blessed with space magic.
The circular arena was surrounded by cages of all sizes, and a pair of vigilant eyes were shining through the iron bars branded with magic talismans to cover the strangers who intruded.
"Master Rooney?" Al felt like a lost lamb in a pack of wolves, in danger of being torn to shreds at any moment.
"Who!" With the unyielding roar of the beast, a hoarse curse sounded from the corner.
"Master Rooney, I'm your new assistant." Al replied hurriedly.
"Assistant?" Accompanied by distorted light and shadow, the sound of yin and yang strange qi floated out from the dense cage. "Boy, I won't sign the contract until I'm satisfied." A filthy, hunchbacked goblin emerges from the cage on crutches.
"Yes, Master Rooney." El manipulates Goren into saluting the dwarf old goblin.
"Gao Lun is good." The old goblin raised his head in his unique posture and grinned at Al, "Give you a quarter of an hour." Go get it as dirty as I am. β
"Uh......" for this meeting. It took a long time for Al to wipe Golon fresh!
"Go, go, go. If you still want to get a contract. The old goblin waved his hand gloatingly and sent Al out.
El Mechanic nodded, and walked out of the tent in a daze.
"It's a test!" In a flash of inspiration, Elton reacted. As the hunchbacked goblin opens, Al must do something to satisfy him in order to get this long-term contract.
Obviously, his first dissatisfaction was that El Galen was cleaner than him.
"What are you looking for to get dirty?" Al looked around, and the most scattered of the tents covered in fine sand was...... Monster dung.
"Oh my God......" thought of a horrible scene. Al shuddered. The old hunchback had only given him a quarter of an hour, and the only way Al could do now was to go to the nearest repair shop and pour Gaulon from head to toe with lube.
Just do it, Al gritted his teeth and ran out. "That's not right!" The spark of wisdom flashed again, and Al stopped abruptly. "Damn! He said he wanted to be 'as dirty' as he was! β
It's the same dirty, if Al doesn't have brain stones, it means that not only the degree of dirtiness should be the same, but also the type of dirtiness should be the same!
The old hunchback is obviously not drenched in black oil!
So, that means......
Al wanted to cry without tears.
Although he is a child who grew up in a slum, Al has never lacked toys. It's never boring enough to be interested in that hot stuff. But for the sake of that long-term contract, he had to make a choice today.
It was a painful choice.
In order not to disappoint Pique. In order to make his grandfather live a good life, and to change his fate, Al stretched out his finger and poked it to the ground with difficulty......
When the shiny blue bronze toes stuck to the feces left by the unknown beast, bean-sized tears immediately burst out of his eyes. As if dung had been smeared on his chest, Al had never been so sad.
While silently weeping, he gritted his teeth and painted the entire mechanical foot. As the brown goo crept up the shins, Al was already sad. If it weren't for the Goblin Codex that continued to glow in his brain, he would have been unable to bear it. When the viscous substance devoured Gao Lun's waist, the little goblin was already angry.
From time to time, the members of the group who passed by like this widened their eyes, pinched their noses tightly, and let the short but powerful trumpet sound that floated from the cockpit of the blue bronze golem drift into their ears that could not be covered:
"Contract! Contract! Contract! Contract ......" A beast's low roar burst out of El's tightened throat, and the red-eyed goblin slammed a steaming artifact in his palm into his helmet.
Smack! The dung splashed and frightened passers-by with their heads in their hands.
Wiping his hands vigorously on the curtain, Al angrily slipped into the tent. Rooney !! Come out for meβ"
"What are you yelling about! I don't want a contract anymore! "The old hunchback is more angry than him.
Al suppressed his anger, "I've done what you asked. β
"Hmm." The trainer pinched his nose and smiled with satisfaction. "It's not bad, let's be here today, and you'll come back tomorrow."
Al didn't think he would let himself go so easily, bowed fiercely, and walked out of the tent in a rage.
"Don't wipe ......"
The sound of the old hunchback's extreme beating came from behind the curtain, and Al clenched his fists, and finally hung his head helplessly.
"Wow-" The noisy back alley caused chaos with the arrival of the moving stink bomb.
The first pedestrians who couldn't bear it were followed by roadside vendors, and finally even shops were closed. The two men who were shouting the corner of the street were almost smoked by the stench on their faces, and several well-dressed couples were already foaming at the mouth of the road......
Boom, the flow of people retreated like a tide, and in a short time, only scrap of paper was left in the empty back alley.
Al was ashamed and sad. When I looked around the corner, I saw an old man lying comfortably in a rocking chair, smiling at him.
The warm current was churning in the injured heart, and the little goblin was moved for a while, and tears came out of his eyes: "Grandpa, in fact, I ......"
Well, since someone sleeps with his eyes open, it is understandable that the old man fainted with his eyes open.
Although El had tried his best to choose the remote path, the giant stink bomb still emitted a powerful effect that destroyed the heavens and the earth. The physical and mental destruction of passers-by has reached an outrageous level. It's 10,000 times more terrifying than an asset liquidator and a tax collector!
It is said that long after that hellish experience, people were able to sweep up the corpses of poor rats that strangled themselves with their tails in unnoticed corners...... (To be continued.) )