Zong Shen repeated the sentence, but he was complaining crazily in his heart.
What fancy names do these horses have?
The older goblin merchant nodded.
"That's right, the grumpy sweetheart!"
"As long as you throw it lightly, it can easily cause a violent explosion where it lands, leaving a ten-meter crater on the spot!"
“That’s the power of science my friend!”
Isn't this a more powerful version of the grenade without fragmentation?
Zong Shen nodded slightly and nodded noncommittally.
"Why don't you add some iron pieces and steel balls to increase the lethality?"
"Once it explodes, these fragments will burst out, causing greater damage."
He immediately raised his question.
"Well, no one has tried that yet because grumpy sweethearts are so unstable."
The elderly goblin merchant spread his hands.
"Okay, how do you sell this thing?"
Zong Shen nodded and began to ask about the price.
"It depends on your payment method. If you pay with mainland dinars, this bottle of grumpy sweetheart will cost 1,000 dinars."
"Of course, you can also use accessories, weapons and equipment, precious materials, and local specialties to redeem them."
"Our Ratchet Trading Company does not have clear requirements on the types of items traded."
"Ah~ I definitely have what you need here!"
Sensing Zong Shen's desire to buy, the elderly goblin merchant introduced it enthusiastically.
They have an extraordinary love for business and trade.
Especially good at slimming down other people's wallets.
Zong Shen's eyes left the mecha's cargo hold and looked at the elderly goblin businessman.
"This is best. I need to deal with a group of spider web monsters recently. Those guys are weaving webs in groups in the caves. Do you have anything good to deal with them?"
After hearing Zong Shen's request, the goblin merchant pushed up his glasses.
"Do I need to deal with the web monster?"
"Those guys living in filthy caves are a real pain in the ass!"
"You came at the right time. I just have a good thing that can deal with those spider web monsters."
"The third prince of the Kingdom of Nord asked us to order it, and there is just one left."
The goblin merchant grinned, revealing a set of jagged yellow teeth.
Controlling the container mecha, he walked back to the pile of luggage boxes and started rummaging through them.
Zong Shen and the others stood there, watching the goblin merchants rummaging through the mountains of supplies.
After a while of rummaging around.
The goblin businessman controlled the mecha's mechanical arm and pulled out a gun-shaped object about one and a half meters long.
The whole body is made of silver-white rune mithril, with a section at the end that is hollow, and several air pipes extending out, aiming at the muzzle of the gun.
"Silver Can, go and get the fuel bottle for the Monotov flamethrower!"
The elderly goblin merchant named Boswell held this gun-shaped object and shouted to the little goblin who was sorting out the goods.
The little goblin wore an eyepatch. After hearing the order, he quickly ran to the fortress inside the outpost courtyard and began to rummage.
After a while, a cylindrical glass bottle was taken out.
The bottle contains some light yellow liquid with no bubbles and looks a bit thick.
The goblin merchant carefully took the glass bottle and screwed it into the hollow part of the gun-shaped object.
"Sir, this Monotov flamethrower will definitely meet your requirements."
The goblin businessman controlled the mechanical arm and took the flamethrower in his hand.
"Come on, sir, I'll show you its power."
He held the flamethrower and controlled the mecha to walk out of the outpost courtyard.
The wind on the top of the mountain was a bit strong, whistling in Zong Shen's ears.
Boswell took Zong Shen and the others to an open space on the top of the mountain, checked the wind direction, and found a downwind position.
He stood on the mecha, raised the flamethrower in his hand, and pointed it at the open space in front of him.
"Adults, please don't blink, lest you miss the wonderful moment!"
"Burn it up!"
He shouted passionately and immediately pulled the trigger of the flamethrower.
A small vortex was drawn directly from the cylindrical fuel bottle.
The next moment, there was a flash of fire at the muzzle, and a tongue of flame spurted out.
First it was as thick as a finger, and finally it became as thick as a thigh.
It shot directly thirty meters away.
The orange-red flames swept out like a fire blade, with an astonishing momentum.
The hot air waves blew back against the wind.
Zong Shen felt like he was at the fireside, and the display only lasted for more than ten seconds.
Only about four-fifths of the fuel bottle is left.
If you spray it with all your strength, it will probably be completely consumed in less than a minute.
But this thing is really good.
In the terrain of the mine, it is definitely a killer weapon against large groups of enemies.
"Sir, this Monotov flamethrower is not bad, isn't it?"
"Goblin products are shocking!"
Goblin merchant Boswell put away the flamethrower, looked at Zong Shen with a smile, and said proudly.
Zong Shen nodded. He was very satisfied with this thing, but he didn't know what price the goblin merchant was going to charge.
His eyes scanned the flamethrower, and attribute data immediately appeared.
[Monotov Flamethrower]
【Hands】
[Quality: rare grade]
[Burning damage: 98~101]
[Attack range: 30 meters]
[Durability: 300]
[Requires fuel bottle for energy]
[Passive skill: Ignite lv10 (when the fuel is attached to the enemy's body, it will continue to burn for ten seconds, causing 10% burning damage every second, and is difficult to extinguish)]
(As for the flamethrower of the goblin engineer, it is very powerful and the nemesis of the spider web monster)
“It’s indeed very good, and Goblin Technology lives up to its reputation.
"Let's make a price now."
Zong Shen praised it and asked the most important question at the same time, which was the price.
The goblin merchant's eyes rolled around, but a simple and harmless smile appeared on his face.
He stretched out a palm and shook it.
“5 dinars??”
Zong Shen asked rhetorically.
"Dear sir, you really love to joke, it's fifty thousand dinars common in the mainland!"
"You will also receive a bottle of fuel as a gift."
“Isn’t it a good deal?”
Boswell rubbed his hands and said expectantly.
Zong Shen heard this but said nothing.
Are you kidding, fifty thousand dinars!
He only had 11,750 dinars on him.
A prairie cow only costs 300 mainland dinars!
Seeing that Zong Shen remained silent, Boswell frowned.
He had long seen Luna and Aisia next to Zong Shen.
The person who can take such two stunning female warriors with him on a trip must be no small role. In all likelihood, he is a nobleman from a nearby giant city.
As for the Wolf Cavalry Colby on the side, he had automatically ignored him.
Although the price of 50,000 dinars he offered was a little over 100 million.
But he felt that Zong Shen should be able to bear it!