Chapter 785 The Price

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Obviously, the Hanbag team valued this golden scissor blade very much. Hans looked like he was determined to win it.

There is no way. The assassin's exclusive equipment, the claw-blade weapon, is too rare. It is so rare that it is more precious than the accessories. Moreover, the claw-blade weapon is not like the magic series exclusive to the mage. Even if it is a blank slate, there will be some with mage skills. The ultimate magic power, even if the quality of many claw blades reaches blue or gold, they may not be attached with an assassin skill. If it is said that any quality of the staff is the same, the probability of being attached with a mage skill is as high as a blur. Then the quality of the claw blades ranges from white board to golden, and only from old "gill" to evil.

It can be said that the assassin's claw blade weapon has the lowest probability of additional skills among all exclusive equipment. And it’s exclusive equipment that’s much cheaper. Although I don't know why, the only thing I can be sure of is that this claw blade comes with two advanced assassin skills. Regardless of its attributes, in terms of rarity, it is indeed not inferior to dark gold equipment.

Even when I saw it, I felt a little moved. The assassin's Shadow Control skill is the same as the Amazon's Valkyrie skill. It is the professional skill I have been looking forward to most. Think about it if I can separate one with the strength of my four. Fifty percent clone. If in the blood bear and moon wolf states, maybe the clones can also inherit 54% of the power, what a great help it will be.

Unfortunately, I looked at the level required for this golden scissor blade. Yinjie, look at myself again, Xiaojia, I still took back my thoughts angrily. Weapons with ultimate skills must be at least level 1 or higher. Of course, if Hans and the others don't want it, I wouldn't mind buying it even if the level gap is large enough. But now that the Hans team is so eager, I don’t have to play the villain to fight with them.

"Old Latin, tell me, what is the price?"

Hans's expression became solemn. If there was a golden shield in front of him, he would have enough confidence to buy the curtain, then this golden claw blade. He was a little hesitant because it was too precious. If the other party only wanted to trade gems, Hans was confident that he could still win it. But such a precious equipment met a dwarf blacksmith with such an eccentric temper. God knows whether the other party will play their cards according to common sense.

Sure enough, Aladdin tugged at Daixiang's beard, showing a thoughtful expression, and finally bit it.

"Originally, I spent a lot of money to collect the materials for this scissor-biting blade. The original price was for the rejuvenation potion in the knife bottle, less than! I don't even plan to sell it, but for the sake of this druid. Old Bottles, can’t be reduced any more.”

Aladdin was not sure what the relationship was between the mysterious druid in front of him and his uncle Muradin, who was known as the most shameless and stingy dwarf, and he did not dare to call him a little mage like Hans. Rather, it is a little more rigorous subconsciously.

But no matter who it is. He felt that the price he offered was already very generous. Even if this druid was the biological father of Uncle Muradin's old guy, he would not lower the price any more. This was the dignity of a blacksmith, who believed in what he was making. , worth the price.

"Old bottle of rejuvenation potion?".

Not only Team Hans, Team Ricken was also dumbfounded.

If I have to say it, the price is naturally not expensive. But what the other party wanted was a rejuvenation potion, which was priceless and definitely a life-saving treasure.

As a top adventure team, the Hanbag team did not have enough rejuvenation potions, but they hesitated because after the transaction, it meant that the rejuvenation potions they had accumulated for a long time were almost exhausted.

For an adventurer team, the vitality rejuvenation potion is definitely a strategic consumable. A team of high-level adventurers may not have golden equipment, but they must not be able to prepare even a bottle of rejuvenation potion for each person. Otherwise, they will feel uneasy and have no confidence during the training.

Therefore, even if Hanbage had to take out the rejuvenation potion from the heart bottle in one go, and expose them to unpredictable events caused by the lack of rejuvenation potion in their future experiences, they would rather give up this precious golden scissors. Biting Blade, I believe that not only them, but adventurers with a little foresight will make this safe choice. Those adventurers who rely on their passion and impulse to move forward, and who will not hesitate to exchange life-saving potions for a moment of brain fever. , the group had already been destroyed on the way.

"Old Latin, do you want so many rejuvenation potions?"

Of course, Hans would not be stupid enough to buy the rejuvenation potion, but he did not give up the scissor blade. He looked at the two and gritted his teeth and asked.

Indeed, rejuvenation potions are an indispensable life-saving item for adventurers, but it does not mean that the more of them you carry, the safer your life will be. Generally speaking, an adventurer carries four or five bottles with him. It's enough, for one reason. To rejuvenate, don’t drink too much in a row. Otherwise, drug reactions will occur, and on the other hand. If even four or five bottles of rejuvenation potion can't get you out of trouble, then I'm afraid there's no use in getting more.

So up to now, most of the rejuvenation potions in family members who can’t use up one bottle a year on average are given away to others. Those who have accumulated a lot can be used for bathing. This is the reason. Enemies who are too weak cannot use it. Enemies that are too strong. Maybe the time will not be given to you at all, or it may be wasted.

"Humph, of course I don't use it all for myself. Why do I need so much?"

Aladdin was not stupid. He immediately saw what Hans wanted to express from his look and tone. He snorted and said.

"It's just that I'm not angry with those guys from the Mages Guild who always think of themselves as rare goods. Is it great to sell potions? I, Qisheng, also want to show them. I, Qimai, sell rejuvenation potions. What's wrong with you? ,

So that's it.

When we met each other, we wanted to laugh but couldn't.

This old guy is clearly jealous of the Mage Guild's good business and wants to come up with something unique to attract the attention of adventurers and give those guys from the Mage Guild a head start.

Of course, with the high profile of the Mages Guild, it is estimated that they have never cared about this kind of thing, so even if Aladdin got old bottles of rejuvenation potions and put them in the store and successfully attracted a large number of customers, the Mages Guild would not have any problems. idea. At most, he was just curious about where Aladdin got these precious potions. In the end, Aladdin was the only one who played the clown role.

"Well, Old Latin, you also know how precious the rejuvenation potion is. Can you change it to something else?"

Hans smiled bitterly and tried to explain his difficulties with emotion and reason.

"No, no, we can't change." Aladdin responded, swinging his beard like a pendulum.

"How about three bottles of rejuvenation potion. Plus the other "four or five bottles"

Seeing that Aladdin kept shaking his head, Hans gritted his teeth and bargained. In the end, he got five bottles of rejuvenation potion plus other costs. This was Hans's final bottom line, but Aladdin still shook his head. Little mage, it's not my fault. I don't care about other bottom lines, but only five bottles of rejuvenation potions are not enough to cause a shock. The old bottle should at least be filled with rejuvenation potion, and I won't consider replacing it with anything else. "

"It seems we have no chance with this piece of equipment."

Hans glanced at Gris and Aleus with regret. Gris couldn't hide a sigh, but he still nodded to Hans with a firm look. Even if Hans wanted to buy it, he would stand up to stop him. He would never put the entire team in danger just for a weapon of his own, let alone a golden claw blade, even if it was a divine weapon.

As for Aleus, I turned back to look at her. From the beginning to the end, her eyes were not focused on the golden scissors. Sure enough, the brain of this dead rot girl had been completely eroded by rot, even The golden claw blade in front of her, which was closely related to her profession, was probably not as important as an inspiration in her eyes.

Apart from using this artifact-level paper roll to completely brainwash her, there is no other way to save this little rotten girl.

"Wait a minute, Brother Hans."

Just when Hans reluctantly handed the scissor blade back to Aladdin, I grabbed his wrist. Stopped him.

Ignoring Hans' confused expression, I turned around. Turning to Aladdin, he handed him the rejuvenation potion. Perhaps the rejuvenation potion was a very precious life-saving item for other people, but for me, it was just as heavy as an ordinary life potion. There's no difference.

These rejuvenating potions are almost going to go moldy if they are stored in me. If they can work for a while, that would be a good thing. "

Hans took a step forward, as if to stop me. He could afford the favor of the golden shield in front of him, but he was hungry for the favor of the vitality potion. But he really didn't know how to repay the favor. Hans was not going to accept the favor that he couldn't repay.

"Brother Hans, this rejuvenating potion is nothing to me, and I also have my reasons. You will know later."

Although Hans stepped forward to stop him, with the power of his mage, he was no match for me. He couldn't hold him back at all. I already handed the potion to Aladdin.

"Hahaha"

After receiving the potion, Aladdin immediately held the potion high above his head with a smile on his face and performed a funny dance.

"With this hunger rejuvenation potion, I won't be outdone by the guys from the Mages Guild."

"Hehe, I hope so. I wish you immediate success, Old Latin."

I looked at the excited Aladdin dancing with a smile, but I really didn't want to hit him and tell him the truth.

The super-copycat version of the Horadric Cube, which can only synthesize rejuvenation potions, has been studied day and night by Old Man Farah and his gang. After several years of failure, a sample has now been successfully produced. As long as the stability of the copycat microwave oven can be guaranteed Sex can be gradually produced.

Of course, these copycat microwave ovens will first satisfy the warriors of the third world. As for the adventurers of the first and second worlds, the alliance does not intend to distribute them. Think about it, if the rejuvenation potion can be in the hands of the adventurers of the first and second worlds, If there is mass production here, can experience still be called experience? You might as well just let those pseudo-field masters from the second world Harrogas come back as dads and mass-produce six-level ones.

Although the copycat microwave oven cannot be handed over to the adventurers of the first and second worlds, there are not no other compromises that can be taken, such as selling the finished products. As long as the quantity is controlled appropriately and not sold in large quantities, it will make the original difficult work more difficult. The experience can be turned into empty words.

So probably soon, a small amount of rejuvenation potions will appear on the shelves of the Mages Guild. I have no intention of telling this cruel news to Aladdin who is dancing happily now. If he pushes out this old bottle of rejuvenation potion as soon as possible, he may still be able to gain enough attention. But if this dwarf is greedy and wants to make a good hype to attack the mage. Guild, then it won't be long before he knows what a coffee table is.

Based on my judgment of the bloodline and character of the Muradin family, there is at least a 70% chance that Aladdin will choose the latter coffee table route.

Taking the scissor blade from Hans who was smiling wryly, I looked at Aleus. Looking at Gris with calm eyes again, he couldn't help but secretly admired in his heart.

I'm afraid Gris will think that I will give this scissor blade to Arius, who has a better relationship with me, but looking at his eyes, there is no trace of reluctance, and it is clear that he will give the entire team. Generous; a big family. He regards Arius as his only relative and doesn't care who gets him.

This kind of mentality is amazing. This is the real adventure team.

However, I still handed the scissor blade to Gris.

There is no other reason, because Gris has broken through the state of mind, and Aleus has not yet. It is more appropriate to give this weapon to Gris. Even from Arius's point of view, giving the weapon to Gris will ensure her safety better than giving it to her directly.

"Little guy, when you break through the state of mind, I will give you a better gift. Just work hard for me."

Looking at Arius, who was still pulling on her cloak like a puppy, I couldn't help but stretched out my big hand in anger and fun, and continued to ravage her head.

"Aleus, this kind of thing is not rare. Being with the teacher is enough."

Arleus is like a kitten washing his face. With one small paw free, I was arranging my messed-up hair while saying something that would definitely make other people think wrongly.

"Brother Wu Fan, I really don't know how to repay this favor."

Hans smiled bitterly and interjected. Compared with the joy of the team getting a sharp weapon, the proud hamburger-headed mage was now more worried about how to repay this big favor today.

"As I said just now, I didn't give this old bottle of potion for nothing, nor did I give it as a favor to you. Please listen to what I have to say first."

He waved to the Riken team on the side. Everyone is custom-made in the Aladdin weapons shop, and I will look straight.

"You probably know what situation Lu Gaoyin is facing now.

The others looked stunned for a moment, and except for Arius who was still in fujoshi mode, they all became solemn.

"Those monsters outside must have formed a circle around Lu Gaoyin's five major cities. Fortunately, there are still scrolls to return to the city, otherwise the adventurers who have experienced outside will not know what to do."

Rickon gently twirled his neat white beard. He said solemnly, even the people of Lu Gaoyin already knew about this, so the streets were so empty just now, with only adventurers, patrolling soldiers and a few civilians in a hurry. If they say they don't know this yet, they are simply blind.

"What do you think of this situation?"

Seeing everyone's understanding and heavy expressions, I nodded and continued to ask.

"Well, we came to Lu Gaoyin not long ago. We don't know much about the strength of the adventurers here, as well as the alliance soldiers and mercenary unions. We can't guess the strength of the monsters outside, so brother Wu Fan, you are like this Ask me, and I can’t give you a rough idea. I can probably guess from the situation of other adventurers these days that the monster riot is probably not that easy to solve, right?”

Hans shook his head helplessly. Anyone who encounters this kind of thing when they come to Lu Gaoyin will probably not be happy.

"I heard that the same situation happened at the camp. I don't know what's going on now."

Barr, who was more informed, asked worriedly. As an adventurer who had just come from the camp, he still had very strong feelings for it.

As soon as the topic started, everyone held their own opinions and discussed it for a while. The enemies Ricken and Hans almost got into a fight because of their different opinions. at last. Only then did he remember that I was the rightful owner, and he involuntarily focused his gaze.

"Everyone already knows my identity. As for the purpose of coming to Lu Gaoyin this time, everyone already knows that the situation of this incident is not optimistic. I still have to negotiate with the Mages Guild and the Mercenary Guild. Let’s discuss it carefully, but I believe that no matter what problem we encounter, as long as we work together, we can solve it.”

Everyone was happy to see me speaking in an official tone.

"No matter what happens this time, we need everyone's help to get through this difficulty. Especially you elites need to work harder."

I saw my eyes fall on Hans.

“So, just think of those things that were given to you in advance.

"It turns out this is life money." Barr suddenly realized.

"Stop talking nonsense." Hans gave Barr a slap on the head. He turned around and looked at me helplessly

Eye.

"Brother Wu Fan, I know you don't want us to owe you any favors, but does this explanation make sense? Even if you pay for this labor in advance, it will be from the alliance, not from your own pocket."

"There is nothing I can do. I am an elder. In order to maintain my status and continue to bully men and women in the alliance with this status, I can only bleed a lot and contribute to the alliance."

I patted everyone Hans on the shoulder and smiled.

"So, if you have to return this favor to me no matter what, then do it well in the next battle."

"Brother Wu Fan."

Hans's eyes were a little moist at this moment. Only then did he truly realize how heavy the friendship and the responsibility of being an elder were behind the seemingly careless smile of the druid in front of him.

Not only for this friendship, but also for the alliance, no matter what, I have to pay the same return.

"Don't worry, unless those monsters step over my body." Hans nodded, only this word and this look were enough.

"And Ricken, you guys, please work hard when the time comes. I'm ready for your share of the work. However, don't tell the other adventure teams. Otherwise, even if I turn from a nouveau riche to a pauper, I won't be able to do anything." Can’t afford it.”

Everyone couldn't help but laugh. Hans, the nouveau riche man who was the first to pick up the death gear for me, scratched his head in embarrassment. I asked for subscriptions yesterday, and the results were outstanding. The subscriptions were a few points lower than the day before yesterday, alas.

Bi: A group of people are starting to clean up. If you don’t want to be kicked, just say something. If you don’t even bother to say a word, don’t blame me for treating them all like corpses.

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