Chapter 535

Mark introduced the identity of Arco, and will introduce it slowly.

As for Murphy, he and Arso knew each other, nodded and nodded to each other as a greeting.

He looked up at the little girl in front of him, which was a long way higher than himself. His old eyes were full of light: "are you the girl who has been living with mark recently?"

Slowly wearing a curtain cap on her head, Arso could not see her face. She could only judge from her dress and figure that she was a rich lady with a good family background.

"Hello, I'm slow."

Alfred ordered a little, which was regarded as a response.

Most dwarfs, however, have little affection for creatures that are taller than themselves.

The dwarfs who came in said hello to mark, and then they came to the gun to study and watch, and soon alsoe came over.

Dwarves are naturally good at inventing, and they have no resistance to the newly developed equipment. They study and discuss around the artillery, and sometimes ask makla.

Looking at them slowly, it's like seeing a science maniac.

Knowing that the gun could blow up a big stone, the dwarfs couldn't sit still, so they suggested that mark should fire another shell.

The gun was made by mark, but the powder was on the slow body.

If you want to launch a gun, you have to go through a slow agreement.

Mark looked slowly and asked for her opinion.

Slowly took out a small bag of gunpowder: "I do not do much powder, only this little."

After thanking him, mark took the cartridge, stuffed it into the shell, and reminded everyone to lean back.

A bang!

The gun shot out and landed on the ground 10 meters away, making a big hole!

It was the first time that the dwarfs saw such a fierce guy. They were all shocked and froze for a long time before they regained consciousness.

They all praised each other, expressing a big convinced: "mark, you are such a powerful gun!"

Mark puffed out his chest with pride.

After watching the excitement, his dwarfs friends all went back. Before he left, he said quietly to mark, "put your guns away. Don't let others see you. Come to my house in the evening. I have something to tell you."

In the face of the old patriarch's advice, mark was busy answering: "I know."

After seeing off the patriarch, mark and Murphy carry the guns back.

Mark couldn't help touching the gun. His eyes were full of obsession. This is one of his most powerful inventions in recent years!

Slowly cut a plate of sweet fruit and give it to mark and Murphy.

"How long does it take you to build a gun?" she asked

Mark said as he ate: "this gun took me several years, and now I have successful experience. If I do it again, I can make two guns in about a month."

Slowly and immediately he said, "I want to order 20 guns for 20 red energy crystals."

She took out a red crystal coin as a sample to show him.

Mark's eyes lit up as soon as he saw the red crystal.

He quickly wiped his hands, carefully took over the red crystal, looked around, and then tested it with the instrument. The results showed that the element energy contained in this kind of red crystal was dozens of times more than that of the colorless crystal!

This is a treasure that can't be bought with money!

Mark's fingers were shaking as he clenched the red crystal. He watched slowly and asked in a trembling voice, "are you telling me the truth? If I make twenty guns, you give it to me? "

Slowly nodded: "yes, twenty red crystal, for twenty guns, the red crystal in your hand is a deposit."

"Good!" Fearing her repentance, Markson quickly agreed, "you give me ten months No, give me eight months, and I promise to make you twenty guns

Slowly took out a primary contract scroll, said with a smile: "although I believe you are a man, but we are in business, sign a contract."

She wrote all the contents of the transaction in the scroll, in white and black, clearly.

Mark took the scroll and found that he didn't know the words on it, but miraculously, he could understand what those words meant.

"Is this scroll?" he asked

"The scroll of the contract. Once the contract is violated, the soul will be devoured."

Mark didn't think about it for long before he pressed his fingerprints on the contract scroll.

Contract reached.

Slowly put away the scroll, she bent down, put out her right hand to the dwarf who was shorter than herself, and said with a smile, "hold your hand."

Mark carefully put away the red crystal, he learned her movements, and then extended his right hand.

Two hands together.

"Happy cooperation."

In the evening, mark went out to find the old patriarch, and there was only slowly and Murphy left at home.Murphy looked at it slowly and stopped.

"Do you want to ask me, how did the contract scroll come from?"

"Well, how did it come from?"

With a slow smile, "I won't tell you."

Murphy:

He watched as he slowly carried his hands behind him and went up the stairs one by one.

The girl is becoming more and more mischievous.

……

The old patriarch's house was in the middle of Swan Valley. Mark knocked on the door and soon got the permission of Arso. He pushed the door and went in.

Artho had his wife prepare SEG and hot tea.

"Didn't you have dinner? Come and sit down and eat with me. "

Mark followed the old patriarch's words and sat down at the table.

Mark used to like to eat Seg, but after eating the slowly cooked food, he now thinks that SEG is the worst food in the world. However, he can't show his disgust in front of the patriarch, so he can only take SEG and open his mouth to take a big bite.

Arso said with a smile, "I know you're coming. I asked my wife to prepare it for you. Is it delicious?"

Mark nodded as he ate, indicating that it was delicious.

How can things be so hard? I can't swallow it!

He took up his teacup and took a big gulp of hot water into his mouth before he swallowed it.

At last he realized the feeling when he tasted SEG for the first time.

It's really a good reincarnation.

"What are you going to do with that gun you made?" he asked as he ate

"I'm going to sell it."

Althor is not surprised by this answer. Most of the things made by dwarves, unless they have special commemorative significance, will be sold as commodities in exchange for money.

This is the way for dwarves to survive.

"If you want to sell it anyway, you might as well sell it to me," he said

"Poof! Cough, cough

When Mark was caught off guard, the bread stuck in his throat and coughed up tears.

As he beat his chest, he lifted his cup and poured water into his mouth.

He didn't stop coughing until he ran out of hot water.

He wiped his mouth and looked very embarrassed: "sorry, I'm afraid I can't answer your request."

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