Zhao Mai flipped through the dictionary and finally explained the whole story. How the orc Solu spitted into his eyes, how he sneaked into the wounded attack, how he wanted to strangle himself to death. After a long time, he finally finished all this, and then he waited for Carl to ask the question. But the old Ranger said nothing and walked out silently.

He didn't believe it, and Zhao Mai realized this. People always have some doubts about things he had never seen with his own eyes, and problems arise in his heart. The normal process should be to raise questions, and gradually form his own judgment based on the narrator's answer. But Ranger Carl did not ask questions, which means that he had formed a subjective answer. Zhao Mai's inquiry was just a formality, and he couldn't listen to it at all.

Zhao Mai and the reserved grain were soon left in the tree hole, and the latter still slept with his back. Zhao Mai gently carried the dog into his arms and stroked his belly with his hands. The reserved grain was trembling and woke up, then struggled to turn over and gently lick Zhao Mai's fingers.

"You always trust me and help me." Zhao Mai said to the puppy seriously: "Believe me, even if no one is trusting, there is nothing that can trap us. As long as I eat in one bite, you won't be hungry."

The reserve grain barked twice, and it seemed that it always had infinite confidence.

Zhao Mai thought about it. If he was in the position of Ranger Carl, he would probably not have any good feelings when facing a person who had only been in his own two days and had turned everything upside down. If he continued to stay here, there would not be much benefit. Besides, Zhao Mai didn't think he could still be embarrassed and asked Carl to teach martial arts. Now it became difficult to say a few words.

He decided to leave here and go to a place where there are more humans. Although he had no body and had lost his spare tire shield, he was not without his skill. Taking advantage of the grain reserve, he asked the python to lead a way, and Zhao Mai carried a bag of coarse salt back from the cave.

Next is to work hard, grinding powder, boiling water, filtration, and boiling salt. Zhao Mai's T-shirt was completely scrapped, and it was no different from a mop on his body, especially itching that stimulates the skin, which is no longer suitable for wearing. However, this dress was exchanged for more than ten pounds of salt. Leaving two pounds was considered a farewell gift for Carl, and the rest should be exchanged for a lot of money when you get it in the town.

Although it was a bit unhappy, he still wanted to say goodbye out of courtesy. Ranger Carl thought that "Mac" would leave, but he did not expect that he would come to say goodbye. The etiquette and behavioral norms from the ancient Eastern Kingdoms were touched and respected by people like Carl. He put down the salt bag, turned around and took out a set of equipment and gave it to Zhao Mai.

These include a leather armor, a dagger, a one-handed axe and an iron-wood shield. Although these are not brand new objects, they are enough for Zhao Mai.

Gnome mage Greens Mumu was not interested in these weapons at all. He stared at the bag of fine salt. It was a hint of blue in the snow-white color, and the quality was comparable to that of the elves' alchemy salt. Even the bag in front of him was as much as two pounds, which was enough to be qualified as an auction. Look at the thorny leather bag behind the boy, there should be more than ten pounds inside, which is a considerable wealth.

Even the dense forest ranger didn't know that the dwarf villages have begun to contact the outside world, but they are still keeping their location confidential. With the increase in the population of the village, the demand for land is increasing, and the coverage of the protective spell barrier must also expand. However, there are not enough people in the village to cast spells, nor enough resources to maintain the barrier. Dwarfs are naturally short and lack strength and speed. They do not have the advantage in any wild beast. A leopard cat can kill many dwarf children in the village. The barrier is their only security barrier.

Gradually, the village became more and more crowded, and relying solely on planting and collection was no longer enough to maintain the standard of life. In order to prevent the transition from life to prison, the dwarfs began to consciously contact the outside world, using some "gategories" they made to exchange for needed supplies to supplement the needs of the village.

Just like humans' business talents, dwarfs have a very powerful advantage in illusion. The things they use illusion to make - most of them are toys - have a good sales rate, which is much easier than they worked hard to work in the fields for a year.

But as long as there is communication, even if it is just a narrow passage, the outside world will gradually affect the originally peaceful life of the dwarf village. Greens Mumu is one of the more significant changes in thinking. He used illusion to change his appearance and secretly traveled with the caravan, he saw the prosperity of the human world and knew the power of money.

With gold coins, he can buy more magic scrolls and more powerful wands. The dwarf village can also have more resources to expand, changing the dilemma of being trapped in the dense forest. If all this can be accomplished, he can become a hero of the village, or even an elder, and better lead the village to prosperity and prosperity.

In order to achieve this righteous and grand goal, he was ready to do his best, even if he paid everything he had done. When he saw the fine salt, he knew that his opportunity had come. The salt cave in Kangjian Forest was not a secret. The mineral salt inside was extremely unpalatable, and the cost of detoxification was very high. The dwarf had prepared some of them himself, and the cost was not proportional to the products he obtained. He could not eat salt while guarding the salt mine. This pain had penetrated into the bone marrow. If there was a superb level of change mage sitting in the village, the situation might be better. But among the dwarfs, most of them were illusions, and most of them were illusions, which could not play a role in changing the essence of things.

The young man in front of him was able to prepare a large amount of fine salt, and the dwarf has confirmed this. A person is busy all day, from mining to finally producing the finished product, and it looks like more than ten kilograms. What is the difference between this and directly making gold coins? The dwarf does not understand the principle that rare things are expensive. He only knows that the more they make, the more money they will be.

"You can't leave." The dwarf interrupted the two people who were saying goodbye with gestures and simple common words, and suddenly spoke.

Ranger's brow frowned and turned his face to look at the dwarf: "It's not your business."

"He knew that I was here, and after leaving, he would expose the relationship between the village and the Jungle Ranger. Then someone would know that through you, we can find our village, which would likely endanger the safety of the village."

"I won't expose the location of your village, and this matter has nothing to do with Mike."

Zhao Mai was unable to fully keep up with their conversation, but it did not mean that he could not feel the change in the atmosphere. He asked Ranger: "What does this person want?"

Greens was physically strong enough and said directly: "I am a dwarf, not a human, pay attention to your wording. If you want to leave, you can, but you need a guarantee. Seeing that you look very poor, you might as well use the salt making technology as collateral. If we hear you reveal the dwarf's situation within a certain period of time, the collateral will belong to us."

Because of excitement, the dwarf spoke urgently and quickly. If it weren't for Ranger Carl's explanation, Zhao Mai wouldn't understand at all.
Chapter completed!