Streamwilder Hotsand's "apology" finally caught Tonatiu's attention and joy.
Not because of 1,000 metal weapons and 1,000 sets of mail.
Not to mention that these things are "still on the way" on the surface. In fact, they should be shipped to the person in front of you if they feel that they are worth the money.
That's right.
With goblin urine.
If Tonatiu's next reaction is not enough to satisfy Hotsand Company.
This batch may be the most valuable weapons and equipment in the "Apologies", and they will most likely disappear on the road.
The excuse for disappearing could be a lame reason such as "encountering desert bandits on the way" and the weapon was robbed.
Even though Gadgetzan is actually the biggest bandit in the desert...
Especially after Tonatiu saw with his own eyes the true identities of the one hundred technicians included in the apology from Hotsand Company, he became even more convinced of this.
"Are these technicians?"
Tonatiu is accompanied by Strimwilder Steamwheedle.
He watched curiously as the goblins were tied up with five-flowered flowers and slid down the cables from the goblin airship.
Their mouths were all stuffed with rags.
Tonatiu couldn't help but ask.
"Of course they are technicians! And they are all very good, outstanding, and powerful engineering technicians!"
Streamwilder Hotsand shouted an explanation, as if afraid that Tonatiu wouldn't believe it, "You!"
The goblin merchant pointed at a goblin who had just been escorted off the goblin airship, his hands and feet bound, and his mouth stuffed with a ball of rags.
After signaling to his men to remove the rag gagged his mouth.
"Hey, my friend! Please introduce yourself!" the chairman of Hot Sand said with a smile.
"You can't do this! Streamwilder! I'm a third-level technician! I want to sue you to the Under Armor Technician Business Alliance! You are kidnapping! Kidnapping! Razdenk will not let you go!"
The untied goblin did not follow Streamwilder Hotsand's instructions, but instead cursed at the chairman of Hotsand.
"A little accident." Streamwilder Hotsand first explained to Tonatiu with a smile, and then turned to look at the goblin who was cursing.
"First of all, I, Streamwilder Hotsand, am the rotating president of the Under Armor Technician Business Alliance! Do you want to accuse me in front of me?"
"Secondly, that guy Razdenk kidnapped four of my best engineers! I haven't asked him to settle the money yet! What does it mean to kidnap a few technicians from venture capital companies?"
"Finally! My friend, considering that we are all goblins and we are compatriots, you'd better be obedient, otherwise..."
Before the goblin could finish what he said, Tonatiu suddenly cooperated with him: "Otherwise, we will strip you naked and throw you into the desert to see if you can survive in the desert like us desert trolls.
"
Streamwilder Hotsand looked at Tonatiu in surprise, and Tonatiu shrugged at him: "No way, we trolls are just so barbaric."
"Your Majesty, you are so funny!" the chairman of Hot Sand said happily to Tonatiu.
Turning around, his face changed again.
"Did you hear that?" Streamwilder Hotsand shouted loudly: "You'd better be obedient! My compatriot. Otherwise, you will have to go adventure in the desert! Now, immediately, immediately, introduce yourself to me!"
Under Tonatiu's "power" and the threat of Streamwilder Hotsand, the goblin seemed unhappy, and finally chose to compromise.
"My name is Mafu Nitrate! A third-level engineering technician from the Under Armor Technician Business Alliance. I am good at making explosives and detonators! I am an employee of a venture capital company. You can't do this to me. Razdenk will not let go.
It’s your fault.”
His voice just fell.
Streamwilder Hotsand nodded: "Okay, okay, next one."
The armed employees of Hot Sand roughly stuffed the dusty rag on the ground back into Mafu Nitrate's mouth, choking on the sand and coughing until his face turned red.
Chairman Hot Sand waved.
The next goblin was brought up.
"You know."
Streamwilder Hotsand pointed his hand, and the goblin's gag rag was taken out.
Looking at Ma Fu Nitrate after being treated roughly just now, he looked pitiful.
The second goblin was very smart and wisely chose to cooperate:
"Hey! Of course!! Hello, Mr. Chairman Hotsand and Mr. Troll. Let me introduce myself, I am Marin Lubricant."
"I come from Under Armor Bully Street, and I didn't take the technician certificate exam. Please believe me, it's definitely not that I'm not qualified. It's because taking the exam requires a lot of money!!"
"Please believe... I am very accomplished in refining various oils! If you need to hire me, you only need ten, no, eight almond gold coins per month!"
"Well... if it doesn't work out, I might as well consider five almond coins!!"
"And recently I am conducting research on how to extract a light and elastic substance from a black oil!"
"This research has progressed to..."
This goblin is too sensible. Judging by his appearance, he would have started soliciting investments immediately if Streamwilder Scorching Sand hadn't stopped him.
Look how sensible he is.
Streamwilder Hotsand nodded: "Very well, my compatriots, you can tell your employer about your research later. But I have to praise you, you are a smart goblin! Next!"
The third goblin was brought up.
With the performance of the first two, the third goblin is also very cooperative. Unfortunately, this goblin has a stutter:
"Hot, hot sand first, sir, and there is a troll, sir... you... hello."
"I, I am Lorraine White...I..."
"Next! Next!" Streamwilder Hotsand waved his hand impatiently, asking his men to drag the stuttering goblin away.
He also wanted to continue introducing other goblins, but Tonatiu stopped him:
"Okay, Sir Nangsha. I believe these gentlemen are all technicians. Sir Nangsha, there is no need for them to introduce themselves. 100 of them would be too time-consuming."
"Okay. Whatever you say, Your Majesty, that's what it is." Streamwilder Hotsand waved his hand and asked a dozen of his fully armed goblin men to escort a hundred goblin technicians into the troll camp.
in.
In the camp, there will naturally be trolls to accept them. There is no need for Tonatiu to worry about the placement and care of them.
And the goblin airship, with the cooperation of the goblins from Hotsand Company, was temporarily anchored on a particularly tall tree.
Tonatiu accompanied Streamwilder Hotsand towards the pond in the center of Modrashim.
A gigantic giant with a height of more than three and a half meters and a goblin who was at most one meter tall were walking together. They looked very fantasy.
As they walked, Tonatiu talked to him.
"Excuse my curiosity, my friend." Tonatiu asked.
"Your Majesty, please ask!"
"Those technicians. Those one hundred technicians, they..."
"They don't look like technicians from your company, right?"
"The first technician seems to be an employee of Mr. Razdenk. His company seems to be called Goblin Venture Capital?"
"hey-hey!"
"Your Majesty, you are so wise and wise!"
Streamwilder Hotsand smiled brightly, showing his slightly yellowed teeth:
"Most of these one hundred technicians were "invited" by me from Under Armor and the continent of Azeroth! When they heard about your reputation, they all couldn't wait to board my airship!
"
Tonatiu raised his eyebrows.
The goblin's "please" and "can't wait" are really used very well.
