The villain also has spring

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Although both belong to the halfling family, and they are both long-lived and wealthy races, the goblins extremely look down on those 'dwarfs who are so dirty and smoking'.The reason is simple, the goblins will put the gold coins they earn into the circulation market to earn more gold coins; while the dwarfs will just bury them in the deep vaults, turning them into moldy dead things.

But today, the goblin, who claims to be smart, was tricked by a dwarf!And in front of so many of the same kind!

It is conceivable that the bear goblin will be so ashamed!

Unlike his companions whose pride was hurt, Eru hid in a corner where no one was watching and laughed.After laughing until his stomach cramped and he didn't even have the strength to stand up straight, he thought of whipping himself in his heart.How can you stand in the position of a dwarf and laugh at your own kind?

"Oh! I'm really a freak..." Before he could finish his sigh, he couldn't help laughing again.Just laughing and blaming himself, Al walked to the gate of the city.

"Al!" Pique, who manipulated Gao Lun, was already waiting there.

"Pike, you're not with them?" I was very happy to see Piqueair.He didn't like Gowa's rude and greedy cousin at all.

"No, they went to the circus, I'll accompany you to the garbage dump." Pique motioned Al to climb up.

The pitch-black city walls were all forged from black iron. A famous human lord once sighed looking at the towering city walls. The black iron used by the goblins to forge the city walls was enough for him to arm an army of a million soldiers.

It shows how rich the goblins under the mainland are.

The south of the city is not a main road, and most of the people coming and going are residents of the city, and there are very few merchants.Pique had already turned on the gas spotlight on Gao Lun's chest, illuminating the road under his feet.

"Al, I heard something." Pique thought for a while, and decided to tell his good friend the news.

"Huh?" Al lay on Gao Lun's broad shoulders, wondering what to think.

"Replacing the mechanical spine is very dangerous, and it is said that the success rate is less than 50%."

"What?!" Al sat up abruptly.

Pique said with a bitter face: "It's true, don't forget that my father is also a doctor."

Seeing Al clenched his fists and heaving his chest, Pique stopped in his tracks.

The law of goblins continues to emit brilliance in the sea of ​​consciousness.But the soul imprisoned by rules and regulations always has a kind of riot that jumps out of the chest.The battle between heaven and man between law and family affection made Al extremely confused and entangled.

"Ah—" With a scream of venting, the dizzy Al finally made up his mind. "Go back! I won't go to the dump today."

Peake nodded, turned the joystick, and drove Gao Lun back to the slums.

In the grocery store, Al didn't disturb his grandfather, and went straight to find Roger, who was busy in the design room.Directly explaining the purpose of coming, Roger immediately put down the magnifying glass in his hand, and looked up from a pile of drawings.

"That's right, little guy. Replacing the spine is dangerous, and I'm only [-] to [-] percent sure of doing my best." Roger's answer confirmed Pique's words, so Al wasn't surprised.

"So, Mr. Roger, besides replacing the spine, is there any safer way to treat Grandpa's illness?" Al asked calmly.

Roger nodded with a smile, "Great witch doctor, rejuvenation curse."

Al bit his lips tightly, "Can we afford it?"

Roger stared at the boy who was called a freak for a long time, and finally said: "Yes, but the transaction of Silver Golem will be cancelled."

Al was taken aback, and after a few seconds of thought, he nodded solemnly, "Deal."

Roger pointed to the drawings all over the table and said with a smile: "This is the 'Blade Hunter' prepared for you, are you sure you don't need it anymore?"

Al struggled to look away from the drawing, gritted his teeth and said, "No need!"

Roger blew a long whistle, took out the ring from the drawer with his left hand, and grabbed a gorgeous paper knife with his right hand, "The great witch doctor only likes gems, so..."

Swinging the knife at everything, the dazzling ruby ​​fell onto the table.Glancing at the pale gold face of the ring, Roger raised his hand and threw the ring that lost the jewel to Al.

"Let's keep a memory."

Without the backdrop of gemstones, the pale golden ring looked extremely ugly.

The things discarded by Fire Eye Roger should be of little value.Although he was very clear in his heart, Al still put the ring away carefully.

After all, this is his only wealth.

Al forgot about the mithril bars, maybe he forgot on purpose.After discussing the details with Roger, Al walked out of the store with a relaxed mood.

After listening to Al's narration, Pique didn't say anything.Although his first reaction was that Al did something stupid that violated the goblin law.But from the friend's point of view, I finally acquiesced in Al's choice.

Goblins are actually a proud and conceited race.

Just like the SB law, if you make him think you are not smart enough, the goblin will not hesitate to break up with you.Because you will infect him with the 'SB virus'.

The reason why Pique was able to acquiesce to Al's stupid choice, besides friendship, there is another important point: Al is a freak.

Since he chose to be the friend of the freak, Pique has nothing to complain about.

That gem clearly has plenty of weight.That night, the great witch doctor drove across most of the city, lifted his robes, pinched his nose, and drove the black rats to Roger's shop, casting a rejuvenation spell on the old goblin who was hungover.

From surgery to disease.The next day, when the old goblin was stretching his waist vigorously, only then did he realize that the painful torture that haunted him all the time had disappeared? !Recalling Roger's gracious persuasion last night, the old goblin was sweating profusely before he could feel comfortable for a few seconds.He jumped up from the bed suddenly, and rushed to the shop in the front yard like an arrow.

"Roger!" The old goblin grabbed the Fire-Eye merchant by the collar and fell to the ground with his backhand. "Shameful profiteer! How dare you betray the agreement with Lao Tzu!"

This skill is really worthy of being a famous gladiator's assistant... Roger rubbed his nose helplessly, "Old man, I am really happy to see you so vigorous."

"Go away! You are a profiteer who kills thousands of knives! I want to find a great witch doctor, do I still need you?! Tell me! How much money is it for me!" .Stepped down hard.

After all, he was a well-known gladiator's assistant, and the old goblin almost stepped on Roger's urine with his angry foot.The fire eye merchant opened his mouth wide, turned his dead fish eyes, pointed at the curtain behind the goblin and said with difficulty: "I am not greedy for you! See for yourself, it is Gao Lun for your grandson!"

The old goblin looked back and kicked Roger aside.The curtain was loosened indiscriminately, and the anger that the old goblin had just suppressed rushed out of his head again.

"Ada~" Flying kicked Roger's nose, the old goblin yelled, "Do you think I'm colorblind? That's clearly blue copper!"

Holding his bloody nose and enduring the baptism of the old goblin's spittle, the always kind businessman finally became angry. "You old and immortal tortoise! ​​Just ask your little tortoise, but he revised the agreement!"

"Ah bah! How can his half-old boy have any ideas! You must have provoked him! You foolish bastard who wants money and life is plotting against me! Watch me blow your pus-bad balls!"

"what--"

The chaos of the store Al is not clear.At the moment he is fighting with a scrapped Goron's sealed valve.

"Boom!" The steel bar in his hand broke again, and the material of this battle golem whose emblem had been wiped off was not so good.

Al sighed, shook his numb arms, and looked at the big guy lying beside him in a trance. "Although it can't compare to blue copper, it's still very good. It stands to reason that such a good alloy should be easy to sell, why throw it away?"

Glancing at the man-made damage on Gao Lun's arm where the badge should have been imprinted, Al murmured, "It's completely against our rules..."

What's even more strange is that there is no cockpit inside the broken helmet. Could it be a golem of an autonomous living body?

This abandoned Gao Lun can be said to be a treasure all over.Not only have intact limbs, but also very exquisite workmanship.It is estimated that it can be used as long as the magic center is replaced and some necessary repairs are made.

Losing the silver golem and allowing him to discover this finely crafted black iron golem, Al suddenly found that his luck seemed to be pretty good.Dispelling the idea of ​​destroying it again, Al began to think about how to move the scrapped Golun home.

"Peak, come here!" It seemed that Al had no other choice but Pique's Gao Lun.According to the law of the goblins, if Al asks Pique for help, and Pique is willing, the Goron will be shared by the two.No matter how much profit Al gets from it, Pique will be divided in half.

Peake looked at Gao Lun left and right, then pulled the joystick, half-kneeling his own Gao Lun beside Al, "Al, my suggestion is: take as many useful things as possible, and then put this waste Iron discarded."

"It's not scrap iron." Al wanted to prove it to him, but Pique flatly refused.A goblin with fiery red Mogansi hair stared into Al's eyes, and said word by word: "Thrown here can only be scrap iron."

Ai Er's heart moved, obviously realizing the deep meaning of Pique's words.

"Yes, it's scrap iron." Seeing his good friend smiling happily, Pique couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief.

Although it is not sure why it was discarded, the goblin, who is naturally alert, still has a keen sense of danger.

With Pick's help, Al successfully opened the valve, sucked up the lubricant sealed inside, and filled four glass bottles.According to the rules, he gave Pique two bottles.

The red-haired goblin readily accepted.Because if you refuse, it means insulting Al.This is also the law of goblins.

Arriving at the gate of the city, Al, who shirked that he had other things to deal with, watched Pique go away, and turned back to the garbage dump.

He didn't tell Peake about the little freak in Gaolun's cemetery.One is that he doesn't want his good friend to take risks with him, and more importantly, he doesn't want the news of 'there's a freak in the junkyard' to be known by people other than him.I have to admit that the teenager has quite complicated feelings about the specific title of 'freak'.On the one hand, he admits his flaws nonchalantly, but deep down in his heart, Al still wants to be a normal goblin.

So out of some complicated feelings, he didn't even tell his grandfather.

There are many more wrecks in the Gaolun cemetery, which confirms Al's previous guess that these are the remains of the violent Gaolun who was hunted down by that 'freak' recently.

Scavengers who don't come here often will not notice these subtle changes, but Al is already quite familiar with everything here.So he deliberately made a noise, then followed the smoke and dust to the monster's cave with a smile.Before the monster whimpered and growled at him, Al uncorked the bottle full of black oil.

Unsurprisingly, his eyes blinked, and the glass bottle in his hand disappeared.While the monster was eating, Al tiptoed and ran towards the entrance of the cave.Before the other bottle could be taken off, with a flick of the back, the bottle disappeared again.

This time I didn't even see the taillights.

Hearing the familiar belch, Al drooped his head in frustration, turned around and walked out.

Snapped!A metal ball shining blue light landed right at his feet.Al looked intently and almost cried out.

Magic Nexus!It turned out to be the core component of Gao Lun - the magic center!

Two bottles of lubricant = one magic center...

Think of a Beamon White Hair!It must have made a lot of money!

Suddenly thinking of the seiko golem whose badge was deliberately erased from the dead body not far away, Al suddenly felt that his heart was very tangled.