Richard picked up the hide again, looked at it carefully for a moment, and then carefully put it down, saying, "I have found my way, but I need further inspiration to make my own composition." This composition is still given to Gangde, although it is very monumental. ”

"Mark is gone, what should we do next?" Quicksand asked. "Take over his sphere of influence directly, or talk to a few others?"

"Don't worry, wait for the Thunderhammer to come to us. Richard carefully sealed the build, and then placed another set of tools on the table, ready to build the plugin.

"Why is it Thunderhammer and not anyone else?" asked Quicksand, unrelentingly.

"Thunderhammer is the boss. Richard was uninterrupted by the conversation, and his movements were precise, fluid, and efficient.

"You're going to talk to Thunderhammer about cooperation?"

"It doesn't have to be a collaboration, it can be a deal, or even just a test of each other. Richard said. "We are outsiders, and if we want to make a place here, we must first look at the movement of the thunder hammer. ”

"Why don't you just take the Bloodstone Tribe and occupy the camp?"

Richard laughed, smacked her on the head, and said, "What are you doing in such a broken place? Just for those wells? Besides, Thunderhammer is a fourteenth-level warrior, and there are a hundred seventh-eighth-level half-orc warriors. If he had a few more pieces of equipment that fit his hands, or even some special powers similar to bloodline abilities, even if we wanted to take the Bloodstone Tribe, even if we succeeded in a sneak attack, we would have to kill a small half of the people. Who do you think is better to die?"

The words of sand are always love-hate.

Richard gritted his teeth and grabbed her collar, but saw that she not only puffed up her chest, but also twisted her lower waist with the momentum, so that the robe showed signs of self-unraveling. It seems that quicksand, as she said, will be very cooperative until the special day comes. But her cooperation already felt like Richard was spurting blood, so what if she resisted?

Thinking of this, Richard almost didn't control himself again.

Richard finally made up his mind, blasted the quicksand out, and continued his work. Gangde has a large body and a strong physique, and the requirements for plug-ins are correspondingly much lower. It took more than two hours for Richard to finally complete the plug-in system.

Just then, Oral arrives at Richard's room with an unexpected message, faster than Richard had originally expected. The Bloodstone Tribe had arrived at the inn and invited Richard to lunch with Thunderhammer tomorrow at noon.

"A bunch of half-orcs, quite particular about etiquette!" After the report, the elven poet did not forget to despise this group of guys who pretended to be nobles but never bathed.

At noon the next day, Richard finally met the leader of the camp and the most powerful warrior in the stone fort of the Bloodstone Tribe, Thunderhammer.

Unlike the other orcs of the Bloodstone Tribe, Thunderhammer is closer to humans and is half a head shorter than the orc warriors. But every muscle he exposed was condensed like steel, and the hair on the top of his head was almost completely shaved, leaving only three half-black, half-white braids. In appearance, he had begun to look old, like an old man in his fifties. However, due to the harsh and desolate nature of the Bloodstained Lands, the people who have lived here for a long time are much younger than they seem, so it is likely that Thunderhammer's actual age is only in his early forties.

Thunderhammer and Richard sat at opposite ends of a long table like a real aristocratic lunch. But that's the only thing that is a bit like aristocratic life. The table was only barbecued meat and spirits, and in the Bloodstained Lands it was a sumptuous lunch, but in the human realm, even the banquets held by the knights were countless times stronger than this.

Richard's demeanor, however, was completely impeccable, and even the nobles could not have been more elegant than him at the most formal luncheon. The most rare thing is that he is calm and relaxed, and does not mind the occasional nick in the corner of the plate, a few cracks on the side of the long table, and even the wine glass is not cleaned, as if he is in a real luxurious feast.

However, Richard was the opposite of the ease that appeared on the surface, and he was carefully observing the orcs on the other side of the table with the corner of his eye all the time, in order to accumulate more counts, and at the same time he did not relax his tense nerves for a moment. The orcs on the other side gave him a very direct and strong sense of danger from beginning to end, and if Thunderhammer struck with all his might regardless of his own safety, then no one in his entourage would have time to save him.

Halfway through lunch, Thunderhammer finally spoke: "Mr. Richard, you yourself are a mage, and there is another mage in your entourage?"

"Yes. Richard nodded in acknowledgement.

Lei Hammer's face showed a slight expression of excitement, and then he suppressed it and continued to ask, "I heard that the great magicians are very good at making magic items?"

Richard smiled and said, "I'm not a great magician yet, but I'm not very far away from that level. As for what you are talking about, the scope of the magic item system is too broad, you know, no single magician can cover all the fields. For example, if you're referring to some magical equipment and accessories, it should fall under the category of alchemists. If it's to add magic to an existing item, then it's the Enchanter's domain. If you do a rough calculation, in fact, only the large fields can be divided into dozens of types. ”

Thunder Hammer was stunned, he didn't expect that the realm of magic would be so complicated, the orc race itself has no magic inheritance, and the information obtained by relying on past travelers is also vague, he originally thought that any magician could make magic equipment.

He hesitated for a moment, looked at the gentle and elegant smile of the young magician opposite, and finally decided to get straight to the point: "I am forty-one years old this year, and it is already very difficult to improve my combat strength by training. So I need magic equipment that can improve my combat power, no matter what it is, as long as it can make my combat power close to level fifteen. Can you help me with that?"

Richard pondered for a moment and said, "It's not impossible, but such magic equipment requires a lot of magic materials, and it is likely to take a long time" Speaking of this, he paused slightly, and saw that Thunder Hammer heroically made a gesture that materials were not a problem, so he continued: "In addition, I also need to know the purpose of your combat effectiveness, which is very important, so that I can tailor the most suitable way to improve your strength." ”

When Richard said that he needed a lot of magic materials, there was already a glimmer of undisguised joy in Thunderhammer's eyes, in the bloodstained land, if the other party traded together and offered a high price, it meant that there was a possibility of success. Of course, Thunderhammer doesn't worry about fraud at all, and the wizards in this world have an outstanding reputation. Oaths and promises are highly valued by any high-ranking mage, even as something more important than life. In addition, the absolute strength of the thunder hammer itself is also the cornerstone of fair trading.