Zhao Mai flipped through the dictionary and finally clarified the truth of the matter. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info how the orc Soru spat in his eyes, how he sneaked up after being injured, how he tried to strangle himself. It took a long time to say all this, and then he waited for Carl to ask a question. But the old ranger didn't say anything, and walked out in silence.

He didn't believe it, but Zhao Mai realized it. People will always have doubts about things they have not seen with their own eyes, and there will be problems in their hearts. The normal process should be to ask questions and gradually form your own judgment based on the narrator's answers. But Ranger Carl didn't ask questions, which showed that he had formed a subjective answer, and he didn't listen to Zhao Mai's inquiry at all.

Zhao Mai and Reserve Grain were soon left in the tree hole, and the latter was still sleeping on his back facing the sky. Zhao Mai gently took the dog into his arms and stroked his belly with his hands. The reserve grain woke up with a shudder, and then struggled to turn over, gently licking Zhao Mai's fingers.

"You will always trust me and help me. Zhao Mai said to the puppy seriously: "Believe me, even if no one relies on us, there is nothing that can trap us." As long as I have a bite to eat, you won't go hungry. ”

The reserve croaked twice, and it always seemed to have infinite confidence.

Zhao Mai pondered for a moment, if he was in the position of Ranger Carl, he would probably not have a good impression in the face of a person who had turned everything upside down in just two days after coming to him. If you stay here, you won't do much good. Besides, Zhao Mai didn't think that he could still pull down his face and ask Karl to teach martial arts, and now it became difficult to say a few words.

He decided to get out of here and venture out where there were more humans. Although he has no strengths, and even the spare tire shield is lost, he is not without skills. With the help of the face of the grain reserves, he asked the python to lead the way, and Zhao Mai carried back a sack of coarse salt from the cave.

The next step is hard work, grinding, boiling water, filtering, and boiling salt. Zhao Mai's T-shirt is completely scrapped, and it is no different from a mop when worn on the body, especially with an itchy feeling that irritates the skin, which is no longer suitable for wearing. However, this dress was exchanged for more than ten catties of refined salt. Leaving two catties is considered a parting gift for Carl, and the rest should be exchanged for a lot of money in the town.

Although it was a little unhappy, it was still a matter of politeness to say goodbye. Ranger Carl thought that "Mike" would leave, but he didn't expect him to come goodbye. The etiquette and code of conduct from the ancient countries of the East are touching and respectful to Carl and others. He put down the salt bag, turned around and took out a set of equipment and gave it to Zhao Mai.

These include a piece of leather armor, a short sword, a one-handed axe, and an iron-inlaid wooden shield. Although these are not new objects, they are enough for Zhao Mai.

The dwarf mage Grimes Mu Mu was not at all interested in these weapons, and he stared straight at the bag of refined salt. Snow white with a hint of cyan in it, the quality of the elf's alchemy salt was on par. Even if the bag in front of him is as much as two catties, it is enough to be qualified as a lot in an auction. Look at the leather bag behind the kid, there should be more than ten catties in it, which is a lot of wealth.

Even the Forest Ranger doesn't know that the current dwarf village has begun to contact the outside world, but it is still keeping its location secret. As the population of the village increases, so does the need for land, and the coverage of the Protective Spell Enchantment must also expand. However, there were not enough people in the village to cast spells, nor enough resources to maintain the barrier. Gnomes are naturally short and lack strength and speed, and have no advantage over any beast, and a single ocelot can kill many dwarf toddlers in a village. Enchantments are their only safe barrier.

Gradually, the village became more and more crowded, and cultivation and gathering alone were no longer enough to sustain the standard of living in the past. In order to prevent the transition from life to imprisonment, the gnomes began to consciously contact with the outside world, using some of the "knick-knacks" they made to exchange for needed supplies to supplement the needs of the village.

Just as human beings are gifted with business, gnomes have a considerable advantage in illusion, and the things they make with illusions, most of which are toys, sell well than they would have toiled through the fields for a year.

But as long as there is communication, even if it is just a narrow passage, the outside world will gradually affect the originally peaceful life of the dwarf village, and Grims Mu Mu is the one who has changed his thinking relatively greatly. Using illusion to change his appearance, he secretly traveled with a caravan, and he saw the prosperity of the human world and learned the power of money.

With gold, he can buy more magic scrolls, more powerful wands, and more resources to expand the dwarf village, instead of being trapped in the jungle. If he can do all this, he can become a hero of the village, and even an elder, and better lead the village to prosperity and prosperity.

In order to accomplish this just and ambitious goal, he is ready to do his best, even if he does everything he has. When he saw the fine salt, he knew his chance had come. The salt caves of the Kangjian Forest are no secret, the mineral salts in them are extremely unpalatable, and the cost of detoxification is very high. The gnomes themselves have prepared some, and the cost paid is completely disproportionate to the product obtained. Guarding the salt mine is not enough to eat salt, and this pain has penetrated deep into the bone marrow. If there was a high-level change mage in the village, the situation might be better. But nine times out of ten among the dwarfs are illusionists, and most of the illusions are deceptive and cannot change the essence of things.

The young man in front of him is able to prepare fine salt in large quantities, and this dwarf has already determined. What is the difference between a person who is busy all day, from mining to the final product, and actually has more than 10 catties and directly making gold coins? The dwarf still does not understand the truth that scarcity is expensive, he only knows that the more he makes, the more money he makes.

"You can't leave. The dwarf interrupted the two who were saying goodbye with gestures and a simple lingua franca, and spoke suddenly.

The ranger's brow furrowed, and he turned his face to look at the dwarf, "It's none of your business. ”

"He knows I'm here, and when he leaves, he'll expose the relationship between the village and the Jungle Ranger. After that, someone will know that you can find our village, which may endanger the safety of the village. ”

"I'm not going to reveal the location of your village, and this has nothing to do with Mike. ”

Zhao Mai couldn't fully follow their conversation, but that didn't mean he couldn't feel the change in atmosphere. He asks the Ranger, "What does this man want?"

Greens' physical strength is good enough, and he said directly: "I'm a dwarf, not a human, pay attention to your wording." If you want to leave, you can, but you need a guarantee. You look very poor, so you might as well use the technology of salt production as collateral. If we hear you reveal the gnome within a certain period of time, the collateral will be ours. ”

Because of the excitement, the dwarf spoke quickly and quickly, if it weren't for the ranger Carl explaining slowly, Zhao Mai wouldn't have understood it at all.

Looking at the dwarf's cheeks, which turned red from excitement, Zhao Mai laughed angrily. Even if it's a robbery, at least there must be a strong man with five big and three thick, bare-chested with a plate axe, and it's best to have lines like "I opened this mountain". A little bean, counting his hair and hat, is not as long as his own legs, and he can't touch his face without folding Arhats, where does he have the confidence to snatch his own things?