Undead Farm

Chapter 318
"Cough! Don't be surprised by this boss. He just hasn't been certified by the Craftsman Association for the time being. His real strength is definitely at the level of an expert. I guarantee it!" Brown Beard patted his chest and said.

"But you are too... how could the three experts be so downcast?" Yu Dafu frowned.

No matter how you look at these three guys, they all look like a bunch of liars. He is worried that Ye Sangen will have a bad feeling towards the trading zone of Tianmanling because of this, and it will be troublesome to stop the capital injection at that time.

After all, from his point of view, this place can definitely be called a land of gold. As long as you have the ability, you can make a lot of money in minutes. It would be a pity to abandon this place for nothing because of a few scammers.

But his words seemed to have irritated the brown beard, and his face turned cold: "We are talking about business, since you don't want to believe it, forget it!"

After speaking, he turned around and raised the glass again, and poured the remaining drops of wine into his mouth. Just as he was about to feel exhausted, he heard a familiar smell coming from behind him.

"Wheat beer?"

Seeing the little white face patted an oak barrel on the ground with a smile on his face, the brown beard immediately understood his intentions.

"Hmph! Are you trying to bribe us with wine now? It's too late! It's too late!"

That's what he said, but his eyes couldn't move away from the oak barrel.

"It's not a bribe, I just treat it as an apology for my subordinates." Ye Sangen patted Yu Dafu on the shoulder lightly, and smiled slightly at the brown beard.

"Apologize? It's okay, it's okay, our dwarves don't have such a small mind, rabbi, why are you still standing there? Hurry up and open the wine!" The brown beard kicked the dazed glasses dwarf, swallowing his saliva.

But Ye Sangen shook his head: "It's okay to give you wine, but can you answer my question first?"

"You humans have a lot of things to do, just ask!" Brown Beard knocked on the cup impatiently.

But Ye Sangen didn't take it seriously, he carefully looked at the expressions of the three dwarves, and said slowly: "There are so many people coming and going, why did you pick me?"

Hearing that Ye Sangen used the word "choose", the brown beard rolled his eyes and revealed a weird smile.

With so many people coming and going, he naturally wouldn't tell everyone about the dwarf tank, or it would be too long, so Ye Sangeng really said it because he liked it.

He pointed at the late night finger: "Don't you know this problem yourself? With such a big space ring, it's hard not to notice it."

Ye Sangeng looked at his index finger, and smiled awkwardly, no wonder there were so many people following him all the way, it seemed that Cai Lubai was being treated as a winner.

"But that's not the only reason," the brown beard saw the rabbi prying the barrel open, paused, and directly reached out to scoop up a large glass of beer and took two sips before continuing:

"Your wine is not good, but human wine is like that, like what women drink! I'll treat you to some authentic dwarf beer some other day, the kind that's twice as refreshing!"

"Thank you very much! But you should talk about another reason."

The brown beard shrugged: "Your name is Ye Sangen, right? A deputy lord of some sort."

"You recognize me?" Ye San was a little surprised.

Even if they come from Snow Mountain Castle, the nearest dwarf territory, it is still very difficult to get to know him. He will not narcissistically think that his reputation has spread all over the world.

"It's not that I recognize you, but now almost all the dwarves in Snow Mountain Fort have seen your portrait!" The brown beard took another cup nonchalantly.

While he was talking, the other two drank three cups, and he was only on the second cup, what a loss!

"My portrait? Wait, Dwarf Envoy Freddin?!" Midnight felt his heart tighten.

The only dwarf he had seen before was the dwarf minister, but he didn't expect that he would actually take out his own portrait and make it known to everyone. What was he going to do?
"Yes, that's him. Do you know what he said about you?"

"How to say?"

The brown beard hiccupped and wiped his mouth, then glanced at Ye Sangeng: "He said that you have a kind of armed summoner that looks like a stone or jade, and its hardness can block an epic blow. If anyone can figure it out He will reward you heavily for the secrets you possess!"

"Did you say that he is out of his mind? We dwarves can deal with metal, stone, and flame, but when will we deal with living things? He is simply a disgrace to the dwarf world! He is just such a person You can live comfortably, you don’t even need to take care of your own beard, do you think it’s annoying?!”

Ye Sangeng breathed a sigh of relief, it turned out that he was armed with the skeleton on his body!

It seems that the scene last time really gave the dwarf envoy a great stimulus. There are summons with such terrible hardness in this world. He loves forging because of his identity problem, so he can only release this task. They just figured out the secret, and didn't mention any exciting words.

But even so, it posed a little threat to Ye Sangen. After all, as a handsome undead, it is not such a beautiful thing to be missed by so many big and three thick dwarves.

"Aren't you curious?" Ye Sangeng looked at Brown Beard, only to find that he and his two friends were obviously more interested in beer than him at the moment.

It's an exaggeration to say that the three of them drank a bucket of beer that weighed [-] catties, and they drank it to the brim in a few minutes. No wonder they went bankrupt.

The brown beard glanced at the third night: "I'm a little curious but not very interested. Of course, I don't object if you let me see it. After all, material science is also a hurdle that everyone who is inspired to be a firearms master cannot bypass. .”

"Let's talk about it later."

Ye Sangeng shook his head, one Bede was enough for him to have a headache, and another research madman, or a rough bearded beard, wanted to study his body, that would be absolutely impossible!

"Why don't we get back to the topic first, how about talking about the business?"

"Hi... okay! Dwarves like direct and straightforward humans the most!" Patting his belly, the brown beard said in satisfaction.

"What kind of weapon or metal do you want, as long as the money is in place, I can get it for you!"

"Really?" Ye Sangen stepped aside and pulled a pig-headed zombie casually.

"As a weapon master, what kind of weapon do you think it is suitable for?"

"I am a firearms master, not a weapon!" Brownbeard corrected, but after taking a few glances at the burly pig-headed man, he nodded to the spectacled dwarf behind him.

"Rabbi, didn't you work as an apprentice with the old man before? Come and see?"

"it is good!"

The rabbi pushed his thick eyes, and glanced at the pig-headed zombie with a red face.

(End of this chapter)