"You're the king?" Jones was shocked.

"Yes. Can't I be a king?" the "Goblin King" lying on the wall looked disdainful.

"Are you goblins all kings guarding the gates?"

"No, as a king, you don't usually guard the door. Unless it's my turn. ”

The atmosphere was a little awkward at one point.

The wind of the wilderness blew past Jones, who silently looked up at the "Goblin King" on the wall, and the "Goblin King" also looked at him silently.

Turning his face sideways, Jones whispered to Dora, "Is the goblin's understanding of the concept of 'king' a little different from our understanding of the concept of 'king'?"

"I don't know. Dora quickly shook her head.

"So, do you want to buy slaves for me?" asked the Goblin King on the wall.

"Do you sell slaves?"

"Selling. But daytime, night is not my working time. ”

The king still has working hours?

Jones was even more confused.

What the hell is going on?

After thinking about it, Jones decided to buy a few goblin slaves. Anyway, goblins are easy to raise, and the price is cheap. And, if you don't buy slaves, maybe the rest of the conversation won't be able to continue.

He spread his hands and said, "Can I sell it now?" I am a blood clan, so I should take special care of it. ”

"I never took special care of any slave traders, including any bloodline. As he spoke, the Goblin King changed his mind and grinned, "But if you can tip me a little." I'm willing to work overtime. ”

"Tip, you mean, give you a little extra money, is that what you mean?"

"Yes, that's what it means. ”

"How much?"

The Goblin King held out a finger.

"One ......"

Just as Jones was hesitating whether it would be a thousand gold coins or ten thousand gold coins, the "Goblin King" uttered an answer that stunned Jones: "One silver coin!"

"A silver coin?" Jones couldn't believe his ears.

"Yes, a silver coin. If you don't agree, forget it. After all, I am a king, and if you want to trick me into opening the door for you with a few copper plates, it is impossible. "Goblin King," he said, smiling.

"No, no, no, I agree. Jones hurriedly replied, "Very willingly!"

"Okay! deal!" said the "Goblin King", who had already stumbled down from the wall to open the door for Jones.

"What's going on?" Jones muttered to himself.

After a while, a crack opened in the huge and inferior gate, and the "Goblin King" poked his head out of it and beckoned to Jones. It looks sneaky.

Jones looked left and right for a moment, and hurriedly walked over with Dora.

Just as he was about to enter the door, he was pushed back by the "Goblin King". Immediately afterward, Jones saw the "Goblin King" hold out a hand towards him.

"Silver coins. ”

"Okay. Jones was helpless, did he think he would lose a silver coin tip from his coat pocket, so he took a gold coin from his pocket and handed it over: "I only have gold coins, I hope you don't mind." ”

The "Goblin King" is shocked!

Taking the gold coin, he took a breath of heat, shone at the moon, rubbed his clothes, and bit it, before he put it away in ecstasy and made way for Jones: "I like guests like you, really, it's so bold! For this gold coin, you can let me open the door for you at any time in the future!"

Walking into the city gate, Jones saw the appearance of this so-called "goblin king" clearly.

It's only the size of Jones's belly, and it's short in a goblin. On top of a head bigger than Jones, bare, with only two or three hairs. Two pointed ears, sharp-beaked monkey gills, and a large hooked nose. There are also two large, frightening eyes and a mouthful of disorganized teeth.

The belly was round, but the limbs were thin like a grasshopper. Wearing a shabby linen garment.

Of course, it may not be sackcloth, but just linen tied to the body.

Is this the "king"?

After "I can't believe my ears", Jones is starting to lose his eyes a little.

"Follow me. The Goblin King waved excitedly to Jones and sneakily walked forward.

"Where are you going?" Jones asked quickly.

"I'll take you to pick slaves. "Goblin King" replied.

"Master Jones!" Jones was about to follow, but Dora quickly grabbed Jones' hand nervously.

"Do you think I'm going to be scared of a bunch of goblins?"

Jones gently pulled Dora's hand away, then followed.

Goblin city-states, the difference between inside and outside the walls does not seem to be much, and they are also barren. At most, the ground around it is arched one by one, like small hills. These are goblin houses, with weeds growing on them, and the difference between them and the surroundings is only in arc and height. Walking in it is like walking on a land with something strange grown.

It was quiet, and the other goblins didn't see it. The open door was pitch black, and there was barely any light to be seen.

As he walked, the "Goblin King" grinned and said, "I'll take you to pick it." Hey, hey, the other 'kings' won't take you to pick them. It's true. I made an exception because you tipped me. ”

"Other kings, you have a lot of kings here?"

"Not much. To become a king is not an easy task, you must first know the lingua franca. How else would we communicate with the slave traders? So, we only have about two dozen kings here. ”

"Uh...... Twenty kings? Are you serious?"

"Yes, only two dozen of them. Very few, right?", the Goblin King looked smug.

Jones already clearly felt that the "king" of the "goblin king" was not the same thing as the "king" he was talking about.

After thinking about it, Jones asked, "May I ask for your name?"

"Oh, my name is Gucci. However, slave traders generally don't call me by my name, they just call me 'king'. They say it's a noble title. I'm proud, really. ”

Well, it's really not a thing. Jones finally figured it out.

"Grula, may I ask you how the slaves here are sold? I mean, how much is a slave? ”

"It depends on when. ”

"When?"

"Yes. Sometimes there are too many children to raise, and we may sell them cheaply. One copper plate one. Sometimes not so much, our price will be a little higher. ”

"How high?"

"Five copper plates. ”

"Five copper plates? Isn't it a little too cheap?"

"Do you think it's cheap?" Gu La was stunned for a moment and stopped: "Then I can sell it a little more expensive." ”

"No, that's not what I meant. Please continue to lead the way!" Jones quickly pointed ahead.

Guccina looked at Jones suspiciously, for a moment, before turning to continue walking.

Are goblins so cheap? Jones remembered that Hild asked for a gold coin for a goblin.

Wait, Heard......

Well, it's a long way from here to Heard. It is true that some processing fees should be charged. Especially if it is still shipped by air, one goblin and one gold coin may not be enough to pay for the freight.

One gold coin is equal to ten silver coins, and one silver coin is equal to one hundred copper coins. That is, one gold coin is equal to one thousand copper coins. One gold coin can buy 1,000 goblins when it's cheap...... The cost is almost zero.

"Who is the biggest of you here? I mean, your ruler. ”

Gu La came back again, still puzzled.

"The power-holder?"

No response.

"The one who makes the law?"

Still no response.

Jones even wondered if there was a real king here. It stands to reason that there should be, otherwise how did they coordinate the construction of this city-state? It is impossible to build it casually and end up as a city-state, right?

However, Jones didn't know how to ask. Because although the other party is proficient in using lingua franca, he does not seem to have any concept of some nouns.

Led by Guccina, Jones walked along the goblin city-state until he finally came to a slightly larger "house".

"Don't be surprised when you arrive!" Guccina grinned sideways at Jones.

"Is there anything that surprises me?" Jones asked rhetorically.

"I don't know, it's just that every time I bring them here, they're surprised. ”

"Them?"

"Slave traders like you. ”

Goblin houses don't have doors at all, at least most of them. Goura walked straight inside with Jones.

The hemispherical room was exposed to the ground, with only a low broken table, two chairs, a low cabinet that had a lame leg and looked like it was about to tip over at any moment, and the rest was a mess of miscellaneous items.

The goblin lit a small torch the size of a finger in the dark, and led Jones to a pit in the corner of the room.

Looking at the dark tunnel, Jones hesitated.

"Do you want to go in?"

"Of course, aren't you here to buy slaves?"

"The slaves are all in there?"

"Yes. Bounting down, Guccira climbed in.

After a moment's hesitation, Jones finally followed.

Goblins have to bow down, especially if it's a dwarf goblin, you can imagine how small the pit is. Jones had to crawl almost entirely on the ground to get past it. The same goes for Dora.

In the crowded tunnel, Jones couldn't see anything but his spicy ass, so he could only follow him all the way forward.

"Why do you want to sell slaves? I can understand how to sell them when you can't afford them, but usually...... Don't you think five copper plates are too little? It's only five copper plates. I just gave you a gold coin to buy two hundred goblin slaves. How much money are you going to make by selling slaves?"

Turning around, Gucci smiled mysteriously at Jones: "For the sake of you being my big customer, I'll be honest with you." In fact, we will sell it without money. ”

"Huh?"

"We're just using you. Because there are so many goblins here, we have to send some out, otherwise every corner will be full of goblins. But it's dangerous out there, after all...... You know, goblins are vulnerable. So the best thing to do was to sell it to slave traders as slaves. No slave owner would be willing to let a slave die, because they paid for it! It's perfect!"

"Uh...... We're the ones being taken advantage of?"

"yes, I didn't expect it!hahahaha!"

Gucci smiled happily, and Jones smiled awkwardly. Dora's brow furrowed, and she didn't know what to say.

In the distance, Jones suddenly heard a commotion. Not a bustle, but a constant, wave-like noise. A glimmer of light has already appeared ahead.

Jones tensed up.

"It's here!" "Walking" in front of Gu La got out of the pit and walked away.

Climbing out of the pit, Jones saw an image that he would never forget.

A huge underground space that could fit a thousand Snake City castles?

No, no, no, that's not the point. The same underground space Jones had seen before, and there was nothing to shock about. The point is, there are goblins in every corner!

At this moment, what appeared in front of me was a sea of goblins. How many? Maybe 100,000, maybe 200,000. In short, there are countless of them, everywhere, everywhere. They frolicked and quarreled with each other, tugging at each other...... Some are screaming, some are shouting.

The picture in front of me is like a battlefield.

No, the human battlefield is not as exaggerated as theirs.

The noise gathered together and covered the earth, and Jones's scalp began to tingle.

His eyes widened, and he stared blankly, gasping.

Dora, who was standing next to her, was equally dumbfounded.

The underground space that appeared in front of me was not a spacious underground square, but layered. Why is it layered? Because of mushrooms!

Yes, mushrooms!

Before entering the city, Dora said that goblins eat dirt, and then they have to eat a poisonous mushroom that she grows. Jones saw it at a glance, because any of these mushrooms were bigger than Jones's Giant Serpent Castle! Some grew on flat ground, some on rock walls, and some even hung upside down. In short, a few long handfuls of blindness. On top of the mushroom cover of each mushroom is a huge platform, which is also crowded with goblins, and some goblins even lie directly on the mushrooms and gnaw on them.

If someone had told Jones a moment ago that the mushrooms grown in the goblins were so huge, Jones would have questioned how he could eat them all. But now, Jones won't question it. Because it's a great crowd of locusts!

So, it's not a house at all, it's an entrance?

"How many do you want? The current price is three copper plates each. You can do as much as you want. It's yours when you get it!" said Gucci grinning.

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