Dark Demon Warlock

Why do you have the murloc's sacred object?

In the car, Jim Thomson finally couldn't help asking.

Fortunately, he was smart enough to avoid an innocent disaster.

I didn't know that it was a murloc sacred object. Art told the story of the statue.

Jim Thomson was immediately speechless.

It's really not his fault.

Who would have thought that a lowly sailor would actually have a murloc artifact on him?

Moreover, he has been throwing that thing in the corner to eat ashes. If someone hadn't come to the door today, he might have forgotten it.

The potion is my shock fee. Before he could speak, Jim Thomson said proactively.

It should. Yate knew that he was helping himself out, after all, he was completely dragged down by himself.

You don't have to worry about the police station. Jim Thomson said with satisfaction.

Although I was frightened, I received 3 bottles of healing potions, and my relationship with Art has also recovered a lot, so I am very satisfied.

Half an hour later, the two came to Moore Lane's office.

Are you trading an arsenal? Moore Lane's reaction was exactly the same as Jim Thomson's when he opened the box.

The dominance is not on my side. Art took out the previous rhetoric again.

He also knows that these things are not easy to sell.

Just like in the game, there are popular and unpopular weapons.

Weapons like swords have a wide audience, while weapons like clubs, hatchets, and claws have a much smaller audience.

The audience for the scepter is even smaller, except for members of the church, most people hardly use it.

But most of the church fighters are distributed in packages, and they are free to use. Who would spend money to buy them?

Even if someone buys it, don't even think about selling it at a high price.

However, it also depends on attributes.

If it is the best attribute, it can still be sold for a price.

It's a pity that all the equipment with good attributes have been picked up by him.

Forget it, these are 50 gold shields per piece, and I'll buy them all? Moore Ryan picked out 2 belts and asked.

Yes. Yate didn't bargain, and readily agreed.

The belt is the big one.

Although the attributes are not very good, they are very practical. One adds 5 points of life, 11% anti-lightning, one adds 2 points of strength, and 7% anti-poison.

The key is 8 spaces.

Two 1,000 gold shields? Moore Ryan saw that he was straightforward, so he didn't decide on the price of the belt.

The relationship between the two is actually not even a familiarity.

It's just that he's so smart and knowledgable that even Jim Thomson probably thinks he's very important to him.

Usually I don't mind, but when it comes to interests, I must care about it.

Unexpectedly, he is also so proficient in grasping the proportions.

When it's time to back down, don't hesitate to back down.

Yes! Art was very satisfied with the price.

He doesn't care what the real price of these things is or how much Moore Lane can earn, as long as it reaches the price in his mind.

The purpose of making money is to upgrade equipment and improve strength, and the priority cannot be reversed.

Waiting for the strength to increase, still worried about running out of money?

Which big guy never became a kid before his rise?

Besides, Moore Lane was nice to him, letting him act like a tiger.

That potion costs 100 gold shields per bottle, how much is it? Moore Ryan asked again, twitching the corner of his mouth.

With Yate like this, he is too embarrassed to lower the price.

25 bottles. The corner of Yate's mouth curled up slightly, and he immediately retracted it.

Minus what he used, he got a total of 59 bottles of minor healing potions and 45 bottles of minor mana potions last night, and after sending out 4 bottles, there were still 55 bottles left.

Save the mana potion.

He had the intention to sell all the healing potions, but he was worried that Moore Ryan would go back on his word.

Even so, Moore Ryan's eyelids twitched several times.

Like a cramp.

I'll give you 5 more bottles. At the critical moment, Yate added.

Tell me honestly, what price did you pay for these potions? Moore Ryan stared at him bitterly.

Suddenly realized that with his EQ, thick skin, and eloquence, it is not impossible to fool the devil.

I really didn't make much money, but there are better medicines in the future, so I don't need to keep them. Yate replied hesitantly.

Is there a better potion? Moore Ryan didn't quite believe his explanation, but he could barely accept it.

Light healing potion, healing potion, strong healing potion, super healing potion, Yate said.

Where are you cutting leeks here? That is to say, Moore Lane didn't understand the meaning of this sentence, otherwise he would definitely give this sentence to him.

Isn't it you who mixed it with water? Anyone would doubt it.

I swear, it has nothing to do with me! Art said depressed.

Give it all to me. Moore Ryan just didn't want to be deceived, and didn't care whether it was watered or not, so he calmed down and said lightly.

In the end, it is the consumer who pays the bill.

80 gold shields per bottle. Yate took the initiative to lower the price.

The two agreed in this way.

20 pieces of equipment cost 1000 gold shields, 2 belts cost 1000 gold shields, 50 bottles of medicine cost 4000 gold shields, a total of 6000 gold shields.

Can you pay with the corpse of an extraordinary creature? Art asked.

From 500 gold shields, what price do you want? Moore Ryan suddenly smiled.

Finally it was his turn.

Is there any discount? Art asked with a wry smile.

I will give you a 10% discount for more than 10 pieces. Moore Ryan said readily.

First, two pieces of 500 gold shields. I'll go back and test them later. I'll leave the money to you, Yate said.

Okay. Moore Lane nodded.

Thank you, Arthur said.

Putting the money on Moore Ryan seems to be his trust in Moore Ryan, but in fact he is throwing the trouble to Moore Ryan.

By the way, spiritual candles, are there any high-end products? Jim Thomson finally waited until the two had finished chatting, and was about to speak, but saw Art asked again.

Yes. Moore Lane looked at Jim Thomson.

It's going to be troublesome again. Art also looked over.

Jim Thomson smiled wryly.

What can he do besides respond?

However, I can finally speak.

Tell me what happened when you came.

The murloc sacred object?

No wonder.

After listening to Moore Lane, he seemed to think of something and muttered to himself.

Three months ago, the murloc clan in Xihai was attacked by another murloc clan.

Infighting is not the preserve of human beings.

It seems that the ancestors of the murlocs were also humans...

However, the murloc clan that launched the attack underestimated the opponent's strength.

Both sides lose out.

Afterwards, the murloc clan of Xihai sent some younger generations ashore.

At that time, I thought they were doing it to preserve their vitality, but now I know that they were going ashore to find holy objects!

Aren't you curious about the power contained in that holy object? Appreciating Yate's handling, he asked.

I wonder what that one does? Art asked back.

Moore Ryan twitched his eyes and asked, Is there anything else?

The implication is, don't stay here if you have nothing to do.

No more. Art said goodbye immediately.

I don't need to show up at night? Moore Ryan asked helplessly.

Isn't he afraid that the murlocs will eat people and goods together?

No. Art refused casually.

A look of surprise flashed in Moore Lane's eyes.

With his personality, he definitely wouldn't trust the murlocs. That is to say, does he have other trump cards?

At this moment, Jim Lane pointed to his right arm.

Only then did Moore react, his face darkened, he waved his hands, and drove out together with Jim Thomson.

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