After blocking the uncle's mouth, Dean started talking about business.
He took the initiative and said: "I expected that your team would disband. If someone like that disbands, they will disband. There is nothing to worry about."
"But you were pulled into the team in R'lyeh City by some strange combination of circumstances. It really exceeded my expectations."
Meng En took a bite of the barbecue and said vaguely: "Isn't it a surprise?"
"...It's better to say it's frightening."
Dean had an expression that was hard to explain.
"The age gap is a bit too big. They take you with them, just like a group of children take their parents. To be honest, the leader, Silur, doesn't seem to be as old as your son."
"I really didn't expect you guys to get together."
He commented without any malice.
Meng En touched his beard and felt that he was quite young.
With Silur and the others, he is just an older brother at best.
"Actually, I also felt at the beginning that a team composed entirely of children was not suitable for me, but at that time it was difficult to get off the team. I thought that if it was not suitable, I would quit at worst, so I agreed to Silur's invitation."
Now looking back on everything that happened, Meng En is still a little sentimental.
Who would have thought that a teammate who has been together for such a long time would stab himself in the back?
Fortunately, he listened to Dean's advice and had some backup plans, otherwise he would have let them trick him.
But even so, something happened after all, and Meng En's situation became very embarrassing for a time. If Silur hadn't come forward and included him in the Red Moon Team, things might not have ended so easily.
"But after calming down and thinking about it, at this age, when there is no possibility of development, joining the team in R'lyeh City should be considered a high achievement for me."
After being depressed for a moment, Meng En quickly cheered up again. He took a sip of wine and said with joy.
That look made Dean feel like his friend had married into a wealthy family.
He shook his head, shook the ridiculous scene that was very visual in his head, and objectively commented: "There are probably many teams like the 'Red Moon' in Raleye City, right? I think Silur's conditions are , doesn’t seem to be taken too seriously.”
Except for that Monet.
Thinking of the information Leina told him, Dean made a move, then as if nothing happened, he picked up the tea cup and moistened his throat.
The other party actually avoided his teammates, which shows that this behavior cannot be known to others.
Without seeing the scene with his own eyes, Dean was unsure of Monet's purpose. He decided to be cautious and write to the witches first to find out more about it before making a decision.
"No matter how bad it is, the team from Raleye City is much better than my original team in terms of basic resources, knowledge base, and other aspects."
As he said this, Munn winked at Dean and made a gesture with his crow's feet, "Apart from anything else, R'lyeh City's resources are much richer than ours. If you are short of Warcraft in the future, you will be directly Tell me, no matter what it is, there is nothing you can’t buy in Raleye City!”
I do not believe.
Dean wanted to reply like this, but when he thought about the batch of rare monsters that had just been placed and the starry fish lying in the fish tank in the living room on the first floor, he couldn't say anything.
He held his chin in silence, feeling a little moved.
Let's face it, there could really be more transactions like today's.
He never has too much.
As if he could see Dean's heartbeat, Meng En continued his efforts and directly exposed his captain's old background. He wiped the oil stains on his hands and said to Dean: "Sillyur is selling magic to R'lyeh City. The idea of petting, but he doesn’t have much funds at his disposal, so he can only afford a low-level magic pet..."
Listening to his introduction, Dean showed a thoughtful expression.
…
Silur, who knew nothing about the conversation between the two men, was still conceiving his own plan in his mind.
He originally wanted to mention selling magic pets to Dean after visiting the Shadow Dolls Nursery, but after seeing the Shadow Dolls' mushroom house and the pocket furniture inside, he had other ideas in mind.
It was this thought that gave up the idea of talking to Dean about the sale of magic pets.
This does not mean that Silur gave up the idea. In fact, after learning about the Shadow Doll, his idea of getting involved became more determined.
The first person to eat crabs often gets the greatest benefits.
Selling magic pets in R'lyeh City first before everyone else is not only a way to make a fortune, but also a good opportunity to accumulate contacts.
Compared with it, this batch of rare monsters is nothing, it can only be said to be a small profit.
However, Silur didn't have much hope as to whether he could achieve his goal.
Because there are too many involved, even if there is a favored relationship, the possibility of success is not high.
Silur originally planned to use the sale of Warcraft to judge the depth of the relationship between Dean and Meng. Unfortunately, he was not given much chance when things went smoothly. After that, the two of them were alone. He wanted to judge, but there was no basis for it.
Silur rubbed the bridge of his nose with a headache. Just as he was about to tell his teammates about his plan, he heard Naiya Falla say in a missionary tone: "I'm starting to believe that."
This sudden sentence attracted everyone's attention. Naiyafala looked at his teammates and repeated the sentence word for word.
"Warcraft is a life that is closer to the law than humans or any race."
"If it is true that 'God created all things', then they must be creations that put more effort into than us."
here we go again.
Hearing the familiar lines, Monet rubbed his temples with a headache and gave the captain a "you solve it yourself" look.
Silur, who received the signal from his eyes, stood up, shrugged, and retorted: "A magic pet is not a magic beast. I think a magic pet is much stronger than a magic beast."
"They are smart, sensible, and very obedient. We may not be able to deal with the monsters, either fight them or die, but dealing with the magic pets is much simpler."
"Even if you can't beat them, you can still choose to join... I mean, control them."
Naiyafala frowned, as if he wanted to refute, but Silur was the one who said before him: "What you saw today was a demon pet. Let me ask you, is it much stronger than a demon beast?"
"But their bloodline comes from Warcraft."
Silur suddenly laughed angrily, "That's interesting. I'm capable, but you don't think I'm great, but you praise my dad very much... That means I don't know who my parents are, otherwise I would have to bring you to your door. You can’t theorize!”
