When Modo returned to the front of the fat dragon Xiao Hei again, this foodie had been hungry all day, and when he saw the figure of the little dwarf when he returned, if it wasn't really unable to move, this foodie would definitely wag the half-cut tail to meet it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

In other words, Xiao Hei didn't never go hungry when he was in the abyss hell, from the steel leader bull B to the armored dragon with no friends, in the abyss hell is not a very high-end combat power at all, and in the abyss, where the bad environment is not much better than this underground world, hunger is a common thing.

However, since living a happy life without worrying about eating and drinking in the Iron Collar, the former leader of the Black Dragon Squad, Lord Amatitus, has been completely corrupted and degenerated, and now he has not eaten for a day, and he is very uncomfortable.

Mo Duo transferred all the contents of the previous spatial ring to the new ring, and the previous spatial ring was filled with food and handed it to the fat dragon, which was all the food of the fat dragon in the next month, and then prepared to leave.

I'm afraid that the goblin costume can no longer be used, and after the troll city lord of Chaos Stone City understands that he has been deceived, he can't come to want him at any cost, so the dwarf Niu Dali, who once appeared in the Roland Empire and wandered around, magically appeared in the underground world again.

However, in order not to be as dazzling as the fireflies in the dark, the dwarf's ragged linen clothes naturally could not be worn anymore, but fortunately, Modo took out a set of tattered leather armor from the ring and dressed himself up.

After instructing the fat dragon to save some food in the space ring, the little dwarf couldn't wait to set off, as if there were countless local products beckoning to him in the invisible air, and he would leave him later.

Modo ran alone in the wilderness, thanks to his strong recovery ability, Modo's physical condition would be a little better every day, and now a trot like this, Modo was able to hold on for a long time, deliberately making a big circle, bypassing Rocky City, and stepping on the road to the troll capital.

In this underground world, where there is no day or night at all, it is impossible to calculate how much time has passed, and the light here is always so dim, just like lighting a small oil tin in the dark night, although it is not so that you can't see anything, but it is vague to see things from a little distance.

Modo also wondered that in such a deep underground world, there was no sun at all, and what kind of bright light could affect the entire underground world, but when he raised his head, he couldn't see anything in the air.

I don't know why, the inhabitants of the underworld should all live in large and small cities, so Modo can't find someone to inquire about the situation.

After running on the road for several days in a row, Modo did not encounter a pedestrian walking alone along the way, and the heavily armed caravan did encounter a few, but before Modo came over to talk, the caravan's guards had already been on guard and forbade the little dwarf to approach.

The size of these caravans is not large, perhaps due to the lack of wood in the underground world, and their carts are mainly made of steel, if it were not for a large reptile similar to a lizard, it would be difficult to pull these carts with ground horses.

The caravan's guards were all tall troll warriors, and the steel spears in their hands were dazzling, and the large number of orcs, dwarves, and goblins in the caravan could only play the role of coolies.

After two more days of further progress, Modo finally came to another city outside of Troubled Stone City, Solo City, which was full of familiar low walls, small roofless bungalows, dirty residents and streets, the only difference from Troubled Stone City was that the scope of Solo City was much larger.

"What the hell, is this the big city in the mouth of the goblin cub of Big Tooth?" Such a low standard of living reduced Modo's expectations for the troll capital by a few points.

The tattered dwarf dress on Modo's body did not attract the attention of everyone in the city this time, so after he entered the city, he wandered around the city with great interest.

The streets of Solo City are much more prosperous than those of Rocky City, and there is even a short shopping street, where some well-dressed trolls and orc servants haunt this street, it seems that these are the so-called rich men of the underworld.

Every shop Modo walked in and walked around, probably because Modo was quite passable in the underground world, he was not kicked out by those clerks, and after some inquiry, Modo probably had an idea of the price of goods in the underground world.

The most expensive is all kinds of meat that is considered high-end food, and the domesticated livestock in the underground world is almost negligible, and the source of meat basically depends on obtaining it from all kinds of wild monsters, but over the years, the huge population has long been almost extinct in hunting those easy-to-predate monsters.

That's why when Modo first explored the hilly area, he couldn't find a single living thing, not even a fish in the creek, which had been hunted clean by the natives for many years.

The surviving monsters are either strong, or they all run to those dangerous and abnormal areas to survive, and now the limited meat is supplied to the upper trolls, and the small amount of meat that flows out is naturally sold at a sky-high price.

Even the fur of Warcraft can be sold at an excellent price, and there is no plant material in the underworld that can be woven at all, so the leather clothing made of animal fur is almost the only source of clothing, which is why Modo, who was dressed in linen, was regarded as a rich man and a housekeeper of the big man.

After all, only those who have status will pay attention to their dress, those orcs and goblins and other bitter B, just find some thatch to surround the vital point, anyway, the underground world has always been at a constant temperature of twenty degrees, so you don't have to worry about colds.

Of course, the Creator is fair to all races, and while the underground world lacks flora and fauna, all kinds of minerals are simply frenzied, and anthracite, high content of frightening iron ore does not need to be mined at all, because they are everywhere in the open air.

At the same time, the three major forces also strictly prohibit the civilians in the territory from owning weapons and armor, and the number of dwarven craftsmen in the three major forces is also very amazing, which finally leads to a result, the weapons and armor here are simply the price of cabbage.

Finally, the price of those special local products that Modo has always cared about, Mithril, Adamantite Gold and other materials are also considered relatively precious things in the underground world, and even here there is no use of gold coins as currency, and Mithril and Adamantite Gold are actually used as settlement currencies for large transactions by the natives of the underground.

"If you take a large amount of materials from the surface to trade the local products here, the difference in price will ......" Thinking of this, the little dwarf Modo even had a hard time breathing, and it seemed that after being chased and killed by the ascetic Kairol, it was finally time to operate.