The situation inside the tent was a little different than yesterday, the Goblin Elder was still lying on an old couch, his son Godd was not there, but there were two more sturdy Goblin Guards.

Packages were stacked on the edge of the High Elder's couch, and the two Goblin Guards were in charge of these things, presumably some of the compensation items that the High Elder had promised to the prisoners.

"Welcome, my honored guest, please take a seat!" The Great Goblin Elder's complexion was much better than yesterday, and he seemed to be in a very happy mood after taking care of the biggest uneasiness in the camp, "It's almost noon now, and you're the last guest among all of you to ask me for compensation, it seems that you have some difficulty deciding, do you need me to choose for you?" ”

"I came a little late on purpose, so I don't have to compete with others!" Qin Lun smiled faintly, looking like he was a little shy, "However, I'd like to know what those companions of mine have chosen?" ”

"I'm sorry, young guest, I can't reveal this information to you, but your companions have all instructed me not to divulge their contents after they have finished choosing!" The Goblin Elder's cloudy eyes showed a hint of cunning, and he smiled a little smugly.

"However, as you can guess, most of them chose weapons and locomotives, a few chose currency and ores, and some of our 'specialties' of the Lulu people."

The old goblin had already observed this group of time-traveling people last night, and they didn't trust each other, which made them come and pick up the goods alone. He even specially sent someone to inform the two "fireworks" Rand who did not attend the talks about the situation last night.

For the Lulu Clan, as long as they can stabilize the twelve preparatory apostles and allow them to complete the transaction with the Floating City, a small compensation is really not worth mentioning.

This old guy is really a good means, a little compensation, and the twelve prisoners have gone from a whole to a plate of loose sand! Qin Lun's smile became brighter and brighter, but he didn't press the Goblin Grand Elder again.

Although the killers may understand the old goblin's methods, the openness of the family is really too much for them to refuse. Besides, how could the prisoners be willing to let the others know what they had gotten.

Whether it's a prisoner who chooses currency and ore, or a prisoner who chooses weapons and a locomotive, you'll be afraid of being killed by other death row inmates. Don't think that when you arrive in the floating city, you will be able to live a peaceful life under the protection of the elves. The prisoners themselves are criminals, and the laws of the Earth Federation are useless to them, so when they get to the Floating City, they will keep to themselves?

"Alright, distinguished guest, let me hear what you want?" The Great Elder leaned back on the chaise longue and squinted his eyes at the young man in front of him who looked a little shy, but there was no contempt in his expression, "Or you can listen to my Jianyi, how about a high-quality magic bullet gun made by the Dwarven Clan?" ”

With the Grand Elder's words, the two goblin guards behind him opened the package on the ground and took out a flare-mouthed firearm and placed it on the small table between the two.

This short-handled horn gun looks shiny and shiny, and the trigger still has the sheen of engine oil, and it looks like it should be a new product preserved by the Lulu people.

"This magic bullet gun is easy to operate, has low recoil, and has great power at medium and close ranges, making it a good self-defense weapon, even if it is a newcomer who has not been exposed to firearms, it can be used very well!" The old goblin leaned forward slightly, and his tone was full of seduction, "If you choose this gun, I'll give you another soul force field watch!" ”

Soul Force Field Table? Qin Lun's eyes lit up, and he immediately remembered the small pocket watch that allowed the two sides to communicate with each other at the soul level, which was indeed a good thing. He quickly smiled and shook his head, though.

"So, some currency that is common to the Shattered Sky? A beautiful locomotive with a full tank of gas? Looking at the young man who shook his head repeatedly, the Goblin Grand Elder finally frowned slightly, "Then what do you want?" ”

"I want what the Floating City doesn't have for me!" Qin Lun seemed to be a little embarrassed, hung his head and said softly, "These you give, the floating city should have prepared for us, right?" ”

The old goblin's expression froze, the folds on his face trembled slightly, and his cloudy eyes flashed a glimmer of essence, and he looked at the young man in front of him again. It seemed that after dealing with the eleven preparatory apostles, the last young man, who was always smiling, seemed to take up a lot of his energy.

"Young nobleman, you have more brains than most of your companions!" The old goblin said meaningfully, "Then I will build yì you choose the ore, the ore that our Lulu clan took out from the red Gobi is extremely valuable, these things cannot be provided to you by the floating city!" ”

Facing Qin Lun's inquiring eyes, the old goblin immediately made a simple explanation.

In fact, the weapons and equipment given to everyone by the Lulu clan can only be used in the Broken Starry Sky, and cannot be brought into the Otherworld by the Apostles, and the weapons of the Other World naturally cannot be brought into the Broken Starry Sky, and the laws of the two worlds are different. Just think of the particle light guns and modern instruments that were out of action at the original Area 91 base. At this point, most prisoners have misconceptions.

The weapons and equipment that the apostles really needed must be spiritual equipment associated with their own souls, which can travel through the shattered starry sky and the other world at the same time with their souls and law bodies. The special ore mined by the Lulu tribe in the red Gobi can be refined into metal materials for making spiritual equipment, which is also the basis for the survival of all scavenger tribes.

In fact, anything that could attract the apostle's attention was of great value in the Shattered Starry Sky, and there would even be wars in the Hanging Continent over these mineral resources.

"Well, smart young man, if you make a decision, I can help you choose a few pieces of ore of the best quality." Seeing an interested look in Qin Lun's eyes, the old goblin's face shook and he grinned.

"Don't!" Qin Lun's answer was concise and to the point, and his refusal was extremely firm, making the old guy's smile freeze directly on his face.

Maybe these ores are indeed very valuable, but with Qin Lun's physique, how much can he get. How many spiritual materials can be refined from dozens of catties of ore, a hundred grams? Or two hundred grams? What's more, the materials are different from the finished products, if he takes these ores to the floating city to exchange for money, why doesn't he just ask for more universal currency here!

"And what exactly do you want?" The Great Goblin Elder finally felt a little uneasy, and rubbed his forehead with some headache.

Qin Lun was silent, the smile on his face was still the same, and a pair of bright and clear eyes stared at the Goblin Great Elder tightly.

Qin Lun read a lot of books in prison, studied a whole set of clinical medicine and psychology by himself, and the prison itself was full of filth and dirt, full of all kinds of ugly phenomena, so that he gradually mastered a special ability, which allowed him to see through the psychology of others to a great extent.

It can be said that after Qin Lun came into contact with psychology at the age of eighteen, he has slowly grown into a master of psychology.

However, Qin Lun has been detached from society for many years and is not good at dealing with people with words, which is why he was able to see through Hansen's little trick last night, but he almost had a fight with his disciples on the way.

Last night, apart from silently digesting the information provided by the Great Elder Goblin, Qin Lun put most of his thoughts on the old guy himself. This old goblin is a sophisticated person, and his exquisite control of the meeting scene opened his eyes, as if he saw the way of Shura who turned the profound knowledge in his mind into a giant axe blade.

Qin Lun vaguely felt that even if all the prisoners ignored the compensation that the Goblin Great Elder was currently preparing, the old guy must have other killer tools that could stabilize everyone.

In fact, Qin Lun didn't have much interest in what he could get in the end. He just wanted to see what the old goblin would do to get rid of him!

That's why he chose to be the last one to come to the old goblin, he knew that if he didn't get it right, he would make a big fuss. Compared to what he could get in the end, Qin Lun wanted to see what kind of performance the old goblin would have in the face of his hard stubble!

An old man and a young man, one person and one monster, stared at each other with big eyes, and the atmosphere in the big tent was slightly solidified.

The goblin elder's cloudy eyes had been completely opened at some point, and his eyes were full of light, and the aging appearance of the previous aging dragon clock had long since disappeared.

When the old goblin was young, he was an unusual person among the Lulu clan, not only physically strong, far more intelligent than other clansmen, but also full of adventurous spirit. Unlike most of his people who seek to live in peace, he left his hometown as an adult and went on adventures.

He has followed several powerful apostles, left adventurous footprints in many hanging continents and floating cities, is a legend of the Lulu tribe and even all the scavenger tribes, and has even been respected by many powerful intelligent races.

When the Great Goblin Elder was too old to allow him to continue his adventures, he gathered many people and formed a tribe of scavengers in the Red Gobi. The Lulu tribe is weak in force and can have a place in the "scavenger's paradise" of the Red Gobi, relying on the great prestige left by the old goblin in the past.

However, the old goblin has grown older in recent years, and he knows that he will die soon. At that time, I am afraid that the current comfortable life of the Lulu people will come to an end, so they will seek the official settlement right of the floating city at any price. However, with their own prestige alone, the elven clan may not accept the Lulu clan yet, and they still need an opportunity.

The twelve preparatory apostles in front of him were the opportunity that the Great Goblin Elder had been waiting for, and he would not allow anyone to ruin his life's pursuit.

In addition, the old goblin had sensed that this group of human traversers was different from the Preparatory Apostles he had seen before when he first met the prisoners. They smelled of blood, some of them even stronger than some of the official apostles, and this shy young man in front of him who seemed to be not good at words was one of them.

Maybe I'm really old, and I even feel tricky to deal with such a young man! The glint in the eyes of the Great Goblin Elder slowly faded, and he took out a small cloth bag from his arms, and took out more than ten orange-yellow crystal fragments the size of rice grains from the cloth bag and put them on the table.

"Take it, that's what you want. However, you must swear by your soul that you will never reveal what you have gained today! ”