Thanks to the firewood knife eight bars, OMNISCIENCE's monthly pass, and the saint also has the wrong reward-

Although they are both halflings and are both long-lived and golden-rich races, the goblins look down on those 'dirty and smoky dwarves'. The reason is simple, the goblins will put the gold they earn into the circulation market and earn more gold; And the dwarves will only bury them in deep treasury and turn them into moldy dead things.

Today, however, the goblin, who claims to be wise, has been tricked by a dwarf! And in front of so many of the same kind!

You can imagine what kind of bear goblin will be ashamed of!

Unlike his peers, whose self-esteem has been hurt, Al is hiding in a corner where no one is laughing. When he laughed until his stomach cramped, and he didn't even have the strength to stand up straight, he remembered to whip himself in his heart. How can you stand in the shoes of a dwarf and laugh at your own kind?

"Alas! I'm really a freak......" Before he could finish sighing, he couldn't help but laugh out loud. Laughing and blaming himself, Al walked to the gates of the city.

"Al!" Pique, who manipulated Golen, was already waiting there.

"Peake, you're not with them?" It was a pleasure to meet Piqueel. He didn't have the slightest affection for Gova's rude and greedy cousin.

"No, they went to the circus, and I'll accompany you to the garbage dump." Peake motioned for Al to climb up.

The pitch-black walls were all forged from dark iron, and a famous human lord once looked at the towering walls and sighed that the goblins used to forge the walls were enough to arm a million-strong army.

It shows how rich the goblins on the continent are.

The south of the city is not a main road, and most of the people who come and go are residents of the city, and there are few merchants. Pique had turned on the gas spotlight on Gollen's chest to illuminate the pavement beneath his feet.

"Al. I heard one thing. Pique thought about it and decided to tell his good friend the news.

"Huh?" Al lay on Gollen's broad shoulders, unsure of what he was thinking.

"Replacing a mechanical spine is dangerous, and it is said that the success rate is less than 50%."

"What?!" Al sat up abruptly.

Peake grimaced: "It's true, don't forget that my dad is also a doctor." ”

Seeing Al clenching his fists, his chest rising and falling. Peake's reality stopped.

The goblin law continues to shine in the sea of consciousness. And the soul that is imprisoned by rules and regulations always has a kind of riot that jumps out of the chest. The battle between the law and the heavenly and human beings of family affection has made El extremely confused and entangled.

"Ahh "Go back! I won't go to the garbage dump today. ”

Peake nodded, turned the joystick, and drove Gaulen back to the slums.

At the grocery store, Al didn't alarm his grandfather, and went straight to the fire-eyed Roger, who was busy in the design room. Directly explaining his intentions, Roger immediately put down the magnifying glass in his hand and looked up from a pile of drawings.

"Not bad. Bub. Replacing my spine is dangerous, and I'm only 50% sure if I try my best. Roger's answer corroborated Pique's words, so Al wasn't surprised.

"So, Mr. Roger, is there a safer way to treat grandpa's illness besides replacing the spine?" Al asked calmly.

Roger smiled and nodded, "Great Witch Doctor, Rejuvenation Charm." ”

Al bit his lip. "Shall we pay?"

Roger stared at the boy who was called a freak for a long time, and finally spoke: "Yes." But the transaction of Silver Golam will be cancelled. ”

Al was stunned for a moment, pondered for a few seconds, and then nodded solemnly, "Deal." ”

Roger pointed to the drawings that covered the table and smiled, "This is the 'Blade Hunter' for you, are you sure you don't need it?" ”

Al retracted his gaze from the drawing with difficulty, gritted his teeth desperately, and said, "No need! ”

Roger let out a long whistle. The left hand took out the ring from the drawer, and the right hand grabbed a gorgeous paper cutter, "The Great Witch Doctor only likes gems, so ......"

With a swing of the sword, the dazzling ruby fell to the table. Glancing at the pale gold ring. Roger raised his hand and tossed the ring with the lost gem to Al.

"Keep a souvenir."

Without the accent of the gemstone, the pale gold ring looks extremely ugly.

What was discarded by Fire-Eyed Roger should be of little value. Although he knew it well, Al was careful to put the ring away.

After all, this is his only possession.

Al had forgotten about the Mithril Bar, perhaps he had forgotten it on purpose. Agreeing the details with Roger, Al walked out of the store in a relaxed mood.

Listening to Al's story, Peake didn't squeak. Although his first reaction was that El had done something stupid that violated the laws of goblins. However, from the perspective of a friend, in the end, he acquiesced to Al's choice.

Goblins are a very proud and conceited race.

Just like the SB law, if he thinks you're not smart enough, the goblin won't hesitate to break up with you. Because you're going to infect him with the 'SB virus'.

In addition to friendship, there is one important thing about Pique's ability to acquiesce to Al's stupid choice: Al is a freak.

Since he chose to be a freak friend, what else does Pique have to complain about.

That gem clearly weighed a lot. That night, the Great Witch Doctor drove through most of the city, lifted his robes, pinched his nose, and drove the black rats to Roger's shop, where he cast a rejuvenation spell on the hangover old goblin.

Surgery to get rid of the disease. The next day, when the old goblin stretched his waist happily, he found that the torture that haunted him all the time was gone?! Thinking back to Roger's diligent persuasion last night, the old goblin who hadn't had time to get comfortable for a few seconds suddenly sweated. Leaping out of bed, he scurried like an arrow to the shop in the front yard.

"Roger!" The old goblin grabbed the Fire-Eyed Merchant by the collar and fell to the ground with his backhand. "Shameful profiteers! How dare you betray your agreement with Lao Tzu! ”

This skill is really worthy of being a famous gladiator's assistant...... Roger rubbed his nose helplessly, "Old man, I'm really happy to see you so vigorous." ”

"Get out of the way! You profiteer who kills a thousand knives! If I want to find a great witch doctor, do I still need you?! Say! How much is Lao Tzu! "The old goblin mustache erupted. The eyes are red and can drip blood. Kicked down with a heavy foot.

After all, he was a well-known gladiator's assistant, and the old goblin almost stepped on Roger with a foot in anger. The fire-eyed merchant opened his mouth widely, turned up the dead fish eyes, pointed to the curtain behind the goblin, and said with difficulty: "Lao Tzu is not greedy for you!" See for yourself, that's for your grandson's Gao Lun! ”

The old goblin looked back and raised his foot to kick Roger aside. Untie the curtain haphazardly. The anger that the old goblin had just suppressed rushed out of his head again.

"Ada~" flew up and kicked Roger's nose, and the old goblin scolded: "Do you think Lao Tzu is color blind?" That's clearly blue copper! ”

Covering his bloody nose and enduring the baptism of the old goblin spitting stars, the always amiable merchant finally became popular. "You old immortal turtle egg! Ask your little turtle egg, but he modified the agreement! ”

"Ahh What can he say about half his age! You've got to pick it up! The fool who wants money and doesn't want to die has calculated it on Lao Tzu's head! Watch me burst your pus-wretched eggs! ”

"Ahh

The chaos in the store is not clear. At the moment, he was fighting a sealed valve that had been scrapped from Gaolun.

"Boom!" The steel bar in his hand broke again, and the material of this battle Gaolun that had been erased from the insignia was not ordinarily good.

Al sighed, shook his sore arm, and looked at the big guy lying beside him. "It's not as good as bronze. It's pretty good. It stands to reason that such a good alloy should be easy to sell, so why discard it? ”

Glancing at the man-made damage on Gao Lun's arm that should have been engraved with the badge, Al muttered, "It's completely against our laws......"

What's even more strange is that there is no cockpit inside the broken helmet, could it be a golem of an autonomous lifeform?

This abandoned Gao Lun can be said to be a treasure all over his body. Not only do they have intact limbs, but they are also very exquisitely workmanlike. It is estimated that as long as the magic center is replaced, and some necessary repairs are made, it can be used.

lost the silver Gaolun, and let him discover this Seiko Black Iron Gaolun. Al suddenly realized that his luck seemed to be good. Dispelling the idea of sabotage again, Al began to think about how to move the scrapped Golem home.

"Pique. Come here! "It seems that there is nothing better for Al than to be Pique's Gallen. According to the law of the goblins, if Al asks for Pique's help, and Pique is willing, the statue will be shared by the two of them. No matter how much Al gets out of it, he has to get half of it.

Peake looked left and right at Gaulen. He then pulled the lever and knelt down beside him, "El, my advice is: take as much useful as possible, and then discard this scrap metal. ”

"It's not scrap metal." Al wanted to prove it to him. I didn't want to Pique, but he flatly refused. The goblin with fiery red Mogansi and long hair stared at Al's eyes and said word by word, "The only thing thrown here is scrap metal." ”

Al's heart moved, obviously realizing the deep meaning of Peake's words.

"Yes, it's scrap metal." Seeing his good friend smile happily, Peake couldn't help but sigh.

Unsure why it was discarded, the naturally alert goblin sensed a hint of danger.

With Pique's help, Al successfully opened the valve, drained the sealed lubricant, and filled four glass bottles. According to the rules, he gave Pique two bottles.

The red-haired goblin readily accepted. Because if you refuse, it means an insult to Al. This is also the law of goblins.

Arriving at the city gate, Al shirked some other things to attend to, and watched Pique go away, turning back to the junkyard.

He didn't tell Pique about the little freak in the Gollum cemetery. One is that he doesn't want his good friends to take risks with him, and the most important thing is that he doesn't want the news that 'there is a freak in the garbage dump' to be known by anyone other than him. I have to admit that teenagers have quite mixed feelings about the specific title of 'freak'. On the one hand, he doesn't care about admitting his flaws, but deep down, Al still wants to be a normal goblin.

So out of some complicated feelings, he didn't even tell his grandfather.

There were a lot of more wrecks in the graveyard of Golem, which confirmed Al's previous suspicion that these were the remains of the furious Gollen who had been recently hunted by that 'freak'.

Scavengers who don't come here often won't notice these subtle changes, but Al is already quite familiar with everything here. So he deliberately made a noise, and then followed the smoke and dust to the monster's cave with a smile. Before the monster could roar at him, Al uncorked the bottle filled with black oil.

Unexpectedly, the glass bottle in his hand disappeared. Al took advantage of the monster's food, and ran to the entrance of the cave on tiptoe. Before the other bottle could be removed, the bottle disappeared again with a light on its back.

This time, I didn't even see the tail lights.

Hearing the familiar burp, Al was full of frustration, drooped his head, turned and walked out.

Syllable! A ball of metal glowing blue landed right at his feet. Al stared intently, almost screaming.

Nexus! It turned out to be the core component of Gaolun - the magic center!

Two Bottles of Lubricant = One Magic Hub......

Think of a whiter hair! It's definitely making a lot of money!

Suddenly thinking of the Seiko Gao Lun whose badge had been deliberately erased not far from Chen's corpse, Al suddenly felt that his heart was very entangled. (To be continued.) )