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The price of the [Beginner] class Healing Medicinal Substance was around 10 gold coins while the price of the Intermediate Healing Agents was around 150 gold coins.

Most of the time, healing potions were more valuable than common gold coins, which was why there were so many organizations, countries, and nobles desperately hoarding them.

The fat pig merchant did sense something, but he was usually cautious so he nodded his head and used a rather haughty attitude: "If you want to pay a low level healing medicine, then I am sorry, because we already have enough, and do not need more for now. However, if you have Intermediate Healing Agents s, we would be willing to exchange them for at least 10% of the market price."

At first, Thunder was surprised, but soon he understood.

Businessmen, especially human merchants, would not casually accept goods of unknown origin. The only way to avoid this was to get their hands on the loot, and in the end, they would lose their lives. Another point was that human merchants were a group that pursued benefits. If they did something that went against the interests of the business, then there was definitely a greater benefit that drove them from behind the scenes.

But now, the fat pig merchant actually took the initiative to raise the purchase price. This was too abnormal, there must be something behind the scenes that was urging him to sacrifice himself like that.

As he thought about it, he wondered if the movements of the Mongol Empire would affect the change in the situation of the entire Grace Mainland, causing these sensitive human merchants to begin hoarding strategic goods.

Thinking about it, Thunder tried asking, "If I exchange it with advanced therapeutic agent, I wonder what price you will pay for it?"

"advanced therapeutic agent!"

fat pig merchant was stunned.

It had to be known that advanced therapeutic agent s were strategic goods hoarded by various large organizations, countries, and super nobles. They were rarely sold outside, so a weapon shop like theirs, who had the background of a noble, naturally knew the value of it. If fat pig merchant could gather five bottles of advanced therapeutic agent for Family Head, his position in the clan would definitely rise greatly, and he might even directly enter the core of the clan.

Seeing that Thunder seemed to really have advanced therapeutic agent for sale, fat pig merchant immediately said: "If you can provide me with ten bottles of advanced therapeutic agent, that Destruction Set will be yours."

In other words, in the fat pig merchant's heart, a bottle of advanced therapeutic agent was worth five thousand gold, which was more than a star and a half above the market price of three thousand. Unfortunately, if one wanted to buy a bottle of advanced therapeutic agent for five thousand gold, the difficulty would probably be no less than winning the 5 million lottery prize before teleportation.

fat pig merchant thought that the thunder did not make sense, and anxiously changed his words: "If you think that ten bottles of advanced therapeutic agent is difficult, then nine bottles, or at least eight bottles!"

"Alright, let's exchange with eight bottles of advanced therapeutic agent."

Thunder, who would have thought that a moment of hesitation would cause the other side to become so anxious, but he felt that the mysteries behind it were becoming more and more worth pondering over.

Seeing that Thunder had agreed, fat pig merchant was finally relieved. His entire body was wet and felt uncomfortable, but his mood was extremely good.

Maybe advanced therapeutic agent were no longer anything precious to Thunder, after all, as long as he had them in his hands, Thunder would have an endless supply of advanced therapeutic agent. But to fat pig merchant, advanced therapeutic agent did not only represent money, but also honor and position. As long as fat pig merchant contributed the advanced therapeutic agent that he got, not only would he gain recognition, but he would also gain special rights derived from his status as a noble.

One was willing to fight, the other was willing to endure. The two sides naturally got along well.

The fat pig merchant who was in a great mood naturally wanted to continue working hard, so he squeezed out more advanced therapeutic agent from Thunder's hands and quickly introduced the untouchable treasures, "I see that these brothers of the tauren do not have any ranged weapons, would you like me to introduce them?"

There were very few human Heavy Cavalry soldiers who could attack from afar. After all, their heavy and cumbersome armor restricted them a lot, but to the powerful tauren, their armor was not an obstacle. At most, they would just lose some of their agility.

Thunder nodded.

The fat pig merchant seemed to have thought of this point, and after obtaining Thunder's confirmation, he said, "I remember that there is a warrior called trolls who is stronger than me. These warriors have all hunted gigantic and ferocious evil monsters before, which is why they have a higher status compared to Mongol Empire. "

Er Ben nodded, because their tribe's chief was trolls.

The so called trolls was not limited to hunting Giant Demons. All the powerful evil monsters that were hostile to the Mongol Empire, or even a threat, could be called Giant Demons. Warriors who could kill Giant Demons were all brave warriors that could be easily found. Be it in the Mongol Empire or a human country, they were all respected.

The increasingly humble fat pig merchant muttered to the servant beside him, and then the servant brought out an adult box from the warehouse, and said: "Compared to Mongol Empire, who has a very profound understanding of javelins, not only do they have a certain level of training materials for javelins, there are also certain standards in cloud patterns, reflexes, and other aspects. This is because the Beamon warrior's power is far stronger than the Human Warriors, so their requirements for weapons are also much more harsh. Therefore, the hunting javelins were the sharpest and most lethal one compared to the ones forged by the Mongol Empire's court blacksmiths. Our shop had the good fortune to purchase a few carapace s specially used by the Beamon warrior to hunt Giant Demons. After our craftsmen's day and night research and imitating, we have finally figured out the majority of their skills.

"It's another imitation."

Wa Luo muttered softly, feeling a little disdainful in his heart.

However, the tauren finally had a clear understanding of the human learning and imitation abilities. The special carapace used by the Beamon warrior to hunt Giant Demons was the secret of the Behemoths royal family, and it had actually been completely eaten. The tauren's people did not know whether to be happy or angry.

Thunder asked, "How many do you have?"

The fat pig merchant asked back, "How much do you need?"

Thunder smiled and said, "Give me three hundred of them! After all, no matter how strong and how long the tauren has, it is impossible for it to be used without limits. "

fat pig merchant praised: "You are this humble one's most generous master, there has never been a master that was better than his followers."

"Thank you very much."

Thunder smiled.

Er Ben also felt that following this kind of human aristocracy was perhaps the happiest thing to happen. He had never heard of a human aristocracy who would spend such an exaggerated amount of money on a new follower so casually. Furthermore, the brothers of the Iron hoof tribe were only in a relationship with each other, they were not real followers.

fat pig merchant once again increased Thunder's identity by a level, and asked: "Does Master need a dagger, or a bow and arrow? I presume that Master's followers are not all Beamon warrior? "

Thunder shook his head and said, "No need, daggers aren't suitable for tauren. I can only occasionally use it myself. As for the bow and arrow, there's no need for that, my still doesn't have any suitable ones, it won't be too late to order them from you when there's a need. "

The fat pig merchant didn't dare to refute this kind of noble master who only met once a year. He nodded continuously before asking, "Esteemed noble, please allow us to send some goods to your doorstep if you wish to purchase so many precious materials from us. May I know where this esteemed one lives?"

Thunder thought for a moment, then said: "I still don't have a place to live, how about you send it to Jade Night and report Thunder's name."

fat pig merchant's expression froze, and then he exclaimed with an excited and worshipful expression: "So you are the kingdom's youngest Grandmaster, the one who rescued Your Highness from the evil Magic Scholar quasi-ninth order, Sir Thunder Augustus."

Thunder was surprised that he had become so famous, but knowing that A Deliyanuo was the one who gave him the halo, she ignored him.

The fat pig merchant immediately apologized: "Please forgive me for my rudeness. It was all because of Sir Thunder that the chaos in the Solotune ended so quickly, and our shop and family members were able to avoid being looted by those shameless thugs. In order to express my thanks, all of the carapace Sir Thunder has ordered are free of charge. "

"Thank you very much."

Thunder smiled, vaguely seeing the scent of a conspiracy.

This time, the trade ended in an increasingly heated atmosphere.

Several days later.

Outside of Solotune was a patch of yellow, with occasional redwoods interspersed within. It was actually quite breathtaking. Although the cold wind of the snowy plains was blocked by the Dawnshroud Mountain Range, the icy cold aura had already engulfed the entire southern region of Sunset Forest and the entire Sunset Plains began to enter into a state of restlessness as well.

"black bristle tribe feels the support of everyone!"

Second Ben turned around and said goodbye to Thunder and the others, "Please don't send me off again! This place has already left the defensive perimeter of the Solotune.

Thunder looked at Ai Huade.

After that, Ai Huade dragged an abnormal strong spirit beast to Er Ben, and passed a storage ring to him first, then he turned the horse's reins to Er Ben and patted his shoulder and said meaningfully: "Er Ben, this jungle horses is a travel tool given to you by the boss, it can save you a lot of time so you can return to black bristle tribe as soon as possible. As for the dimensional ring s, it contains the Destruction Set and some of the necessary survival materials, I hope that they can help black bristle tribe out a little. "

"NO!" The two of them could not accept such a precious gift from the Sir Thunder! "

He quickly handed the ring back, as if he was throwing away a hot potato, looking very nervous.

Although Two Books had fantasized about the Destruction Set and how he could majestically return with glory to join the Mongol Empire, this did not mean that he had evil intentions. Now that the item was in his hands, he was abnormally frightened, feeling that he wasn't worthy of having such a precious item.

Forget about the value of the Destruction Set, the price of dimensional ring was also higher than the Destruction Set. From the time Thunderclap had started, he had only obtained five dimensional ring. Adding Thunder's own game upgrade ring, one could tell how rare dimensional ring were.

Giving away items that were worth at least a hundred thousand gold coins like that, how could they not be alarmed?

Thunder said, "Erben, I bought the Destruction Set just to give it to you. If you don't want it, you can just refuse my friendship. As for the dimensional ring, that is my apology to Big Ben. Back then, I did not have the time to save him and caused him to leave our team sadly.

There was a sour feeling in his eyes.

Thunderclap came to Erben's side and said, "I've already said that I will send you off. Are you ready?"

Second Ben was confused, not knowing what to do with Thunderclap.

Thunder smiled and said to the people behind him, "You guys wait for me for a moment. I'll be back after I send you off."

With that, the lightning actually disappeared along with the two books.

Not only was the Iron hoof tribe's Ox-heads dumbstruck, even Fan Defate and the others were flabbergasted by the sight. They were unable to say anything for a moment. Even though they had known since a long time ago that Thunder had this ability, this was also the first time they had seen the teleportation of Thunder.

Outside Fei Erde City.

Second Ben stared dumbstruck at the scene before him, and then he stared at Thunder, as if he was going to see through him. At this moment, the eyes of the two books were unusually prominent. They really had the smell of an ox's eye, which was somewhat odd.

Thunder laughed and said: "I have the ability of the teleportation, that's why I dared to assure you that I will be there in time. However, I can only send you to the vicinity of Fei Erde City, and will at most save you half of the journey, and you can only rely on yourself for the rest of the matters.

Second Ben swallowed his saliva and asked: "You are spatial magician?"

Thunder shook his head, replying, "No, I am Ka Tu, and I possess a similar ability to the Fire Return Scroll."

Second Ben's lips were trembling like a leaf in the wind, and his face was filled with a look of stupor.

Thunder poked the arm of the two, and with a flash of magic light, a mysterious magical character appeared in front of the arm. However, it quickly dissipated, as if it had never existed. Thunder said, "Two books, you must remember this. If your tribe is truly unable to hold on, use your soul's power to call out my name. We will be the first to be sent to your side."

He came down with a blank expression on his face.

Thunderclap was much shorter than Ershen, who was two hundred feet and eighty feet. He could not reach Ershen's shoulder, and could only smack him on the arm a few times with a wry smile. With a flash, he was teleported back.

Thunder would then place the last transmission mark on the two of them. Then, he wouldn't have the luxury of time, as it didn't conform to Thunder's habit to leave one hand up to fate. However, Lala was currently under the close protection of many people. With the power of Thunder and the others, even if there were Demon Scholars from the Eighth Order or Great Swordmaster s, they would only be able to kill her, so there was no need to worry about her safety at all. So, there was no need to waste such a precious teleportation coordinates.

If you keep everything to yourself and don't use all of your strength, it would be equivalent to giving yourself a chance to change your mind.

This was the rule of thunder.