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Chapter 155 [The coastline of Tanaris]

Money, money, money, whether it is a shiny gold coin, a melodious silver coin, a heavy copper coin, or an almond coin shaped like an almond biscuit circulating on Kezan Island, as long as it has commercial circulation value, it can make everyone happy.

A goblin went crazy.

In addition to their crazy obsession with money, goblin business activities may not have any business rules and business ethics, which is reflected in all goblin businessmen.

But what shocks all non-goblin scholars and businessmen the most is that such immoral goblins can actually enforce the "sacred and inviolable contract they have made" very thoroughly.

Even at the end of the road.

In order to fulfill the contract, I am willing to sacrifice my life...

The premise is that this is stipulated in the contract.

On the one hand, he is so greedy for money that he ignores all morals, laws and agreements.

But on the other hand, he values ​​the contract even more than his own life.

It is this mysterious duality that gives goblins a bad reputation in Azeroth, but there are still countless merchants willing to do business with them.

Even though it has only been less than a few decades since their rise, it is shorter than the rise of any intelligent race.

But they have quickly surpassed human merchants and become increasingly the most successful business elite in Azeroth.

Streamwilder Hotsand now regrets his mistake in judgment.

He was also very angry.

Angry at the disobedience of the goblins who resigned, and at the fact that Zutona unilaterally tore up the verbal agreement even though he was the first to break the rules.

But whether it was his violation or Zutona's breaking of the verbal agreement, neither of them signed a sacred paper contract.

Zutona couldn't do anything about Strimwilder Hotsand's original actions, and Chairman Hotsand couldn't seize on this to slander Zutona.

Mr. Sresha was so angry that he fined his head bodyguard for half a year's salary because he stepped into the office with his left foot first when he was asking him to eat!

Even though not long ago he praised the other party and gave the other party half a day of paid vacation.

Streamwilder Hotsand, who had been irritable for three days, weighed the pros and cons for a long time...

Finally on the agreed day.

Against his will and helplessness, he got on his own ship, a sturdy and huge slave ship with two sides and many cannons.

He was about to take a boat and set off to the address coordinates that Marin Nogfogg and the troll left for him before they left.

"Hey!"

Displeased, Streamwilder Steamwheedle filled his ship with more than two hundred fully armed goblin soldiers, and the cannons were piled with cannonballs.

He made up his mind.

If there is a chance, I must vote for it this time!

discuss?

The prerequisite for negotiation is that the other party must have the ability to trade equally with the goblins!

Full of dissatisfaction and malice, Streamwilder Hotsand set off when the sun had just risen above the horizon.

His slave ship sailed out of Hotsand Port and headed south along the coastline. He was lucky enough to catch the southerly sea breeze.

Set off in the morning and almost reach your destination in the evening.

Standing on the bow of the ship, Streamwilder Steamwheedle held a goblin telescope and looked at the distant coastline.

He has been around here before.

When he was planning to build a city on the Tanaris coastline, he sailed across the entire Tanaris coastline.

After much selection, I finally chose the current location of Hotsand Port.

It's not because it's a good deep-water port, it's not because it's rich in resources, it's not because the terrain is suitable.

It's just because there are decent fresh water resources there, which can barely support the development of a port.

The same goes for Gadgetzan.

It was built there because there happened to be abundant groundwater there, enough to support a city with a population of about 50,000.

When playing construction on the beach in the desert, the most important thing is not resources, nor ports, nor any other virtual things.

The most important thing is fresh water!

The address coordinates left by Marlin Noggenfogg, Streamwilder Steamwheedle vaguely remembered that area.

That is the middle section of the Tanaris coastline, an amazing white and beautiful beach, but there is nothing there except the beach.

Going a little inland, there is nothing but sand.

It's such a desolate place that even pirates don't want to go.

"Building a city in that kind of place?"

Streamwilder Steamwheedle felt that if there wasn't some conspiracy, it was a bunch of trolls coming out of the forest who were confused by their victory in Zul'Farrak.

He still prefers conspiracy, so he brings so many subordinates with him to prevent unexpected events.

"How long until it arrives?"

Chairman Hot Sand turned to ask his captain.

"Count the five thousand gold coins and arrange them on time!"

That means we'll be there in about an hour.

Streamwilder Hotsand did a quick mental calculation and decided to go back to the cabin to have a glass of rum. After finishing the drink, he would probably arrive.

Waiting for a glass of 15 copper almond coins, you will soon be able to finish the low-quality rum. You read that right, low-quality! Even if he is rich, Mr. Hot Sand can still save money on his diet.

frugal……

Or stingy.

It is also one of the ways that Streamwilder Hotsand made a fortune in addition to his shrewd mind, superb business skills, and greed for money.

Gadgetzan Slave Ship.

The destination sea area has been reached.

Using a small spell to clear away his drunken state, Streamwilder Hotsand came back to the bow of the ship and took out his telescope.

"let me see……"

"What the hell are these three-fingered monsters doing!"

Chairman Hot Sand looked at the target sea area and coast. It was okay not to look at it, but when he looked at it, he was shocked.

"Wait! Why are Mogul Razdenk's flag and ship there?"

"And Gallywix's!"

"Wow! Even that idiot Silas Darkmoon is here."

"Incredible! Ashvane's flies are actually here too..."

"..."

Streamwilder Hotsand put down the telescope with a heavy expression.

At this time.

Just then his captain walked up and said, "Boss, do we want to grab a vote? The guys are ready, the gunpowder is ready, and the cannonballs are loaded!"

"Very well. Qazvi. This is a good proposal, but before that I will stuff you into a cannon, shoot your ass over, and let you have close contact with them first!"

Streamwilder Hotsand kicked the captain in anger and pointed into the distance, "Idiot! Didn't you see how many ships they have?!"

Boom, boom, boom!

Streamwilder Hotsand's stubby fingers tapped the deck railing a few times, thought quickly for a while, and then made up his mind.

"Fly the standard sailing flag! Show that we have no ill intentions! Move the ship over immediately!"

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