The goblins in the swamp had no choice but to fly by the "the·che" that was speeding by. Even if they shot the crossbow arrows in their hands, they would just bounce off the car shell, which was meaningless. The only thing that could cause trouble for the group was a few words of abuse, causing the reserve grain to bark. If Zhao Mai had not closed the car window, it would have to teleport out, bit the goblin to death and then teleport back.

Although he didn't say it, Zhao Mai still wanted to find Hairoul. "I just want to show off, can't I?" Such a frank attitude made Xiaohua unable to complain, and could only sigh. However, while driving, he could not carefully check the traces on the ground, and he could not track the footprints many days ago. Moreover, Zhao Mai did not need to avoid the goblins and mud, and went directly to the north. It is very likely that he would not be the same as Hairoul. Sure enough, they drove to Neibo Town and still did not see the Paladin and his group.

Neibo Town, which has been rebuilt after the war, is full of construction sites everywhere, and it seems very busy. From the trees cut down from Kangjian Forest are piled in the temporary board workshop yard, the sound of carpenters operating various tools to chop, cutting, cutting, and drilling has become a never-ending background sound. Many small cargo ships are moored on the dock, and stone, tar and clay from Langer Town are continuously transported to Neibo Town through the Ashes Lake. When they walk, they load wooden boards and drag the trunks. This trade route is one of the easier routes to make money.

But it is no longer as popular as the "Dwarf Musket Store". Even though he hired apprentices to help, the production speed has improved a lot compared to the past, but he cannot bear the enthusiasm of customers. For the sake of reputation, Greene did not use auction bidding to collect funds, but instead shipped goods regularly to buy by lottery. No one could say anything about luck.

"I'm lucky today. Because the barrel production efficiency has been improved, there are two double-barrel muskets for sale today. However, the production of bullets is still not enough, and there are still only forty rounds." Green said with a smile to the customers surrounding the door.

"Two? Not bad, the chance of winning is doubled! The goddess of luck Desina will bless me..." Basically all the businessmen wore the amulet of purple butterflies. It was the holy emblem of the dream and the lady of luck. Among the four wings of the butterflies are two meteors and the pattern of the sun and crescent moon.

A new shrine for praying to Goddess Desina was set up in the town. In addition to the simple statue of the gods, there were batch-made holy amulets next to them. This was set up by Greene with an idea. The merchants prayed to the goddess and contributed money, and then took the amulets from the side to wear them. They just prayed for utilitarian purposes, not real believers, but the kind dream goddess of luck would not mind and would still give blessings.

Green did not expect to make money with this, and he did not dare to make money with this. He collected the gold coins and used them to hire craftsmen to make amulets. He kept the remaining money carefully and kept it honestly, waiting for the priest of Goddess Desina to pass by at some point and contributed it. He was not a believer of Desina, so he honestly reported cash flow to the statue every day.

His behavior obviously won the favor of the goddess, so Green was lucky recently: the musket workshop was running smoothly, there were so many flammable and explosive materials, and no accidents occurred. Even the dwarf Soke has been inspired one after another recently and has been lucky enough to solve many problems.

The power of the gods is real in Grae Leone, just like air, water and food, visible and touching, and affecting all aspects of life. Good deeds can bring convenience to Green and Sok, and evil deeds can also bring disaster if they are not handled properly. The evil believers and chaotic creatures of the Mother of Monsters have become a climate in the Farmer Forest, and the Druid community seems to be unable to restrain them, let alone eliminate them. Monsters appearing in Wolf ear town and the castle town of Catory are becoming more and more frequent. Even if patrols and cavalry are sent, the safe areas that humans can control are constantly shrinking.

But this has also attracted many adventurers. Not all adventurers only value money. Adventurer organizations like the "Silver Crusader" attach great importance to fighting evil and promoting good reputation. By punishing evil and promoting good, they can better absorb like-minded friends and continuously strengthen their strength.

The news of the raging monsters of Ramashtu have been known to the members of the Silver Crusader, and perhaps the priests and paladins of kind gods will come to help soon. However, Green was thinking about a safer plan: whether to move the workshop to a safer place.

He thought about this in his mind, but he didn't stop. The two muskets quickly found the owner, and the money and goods were checked in person, and everyone was happy. The musket was difficult to make, but the profit was also very high, which was high enough to make Soke temporarily calm down and suppress the urge to continue to do experiments. He could spend most of his time on repeated work every day.

He put his income today in the space bag and then hid it in the dark bag of clothes. Only then did he feel relieved. A commotion came from the direction of the town gate, which attracted his attention. After a while, the horseless carriage that was familiar to the whole town, separated the crowd and slowly stopped at the door of the musket shop.

"Douping, tell Soke, and he said that he would put down his work first, and his old friend is here."

"Hey!" The young man with shallow pits on his face put down the file in his hand and ran to the backyard without raising his head. This is a very hard-working young man, he is very flexible and very liked by Green. However, Green always feels that he is a little inexplicably proud, so he still needs to continue to observe.

"Ha, it's been a long time since we saw each other, are you okay?" Zhao Mai jumped out of the car, spread his arms and gave Green a hug.

"I'm pretty good. Why have you changed your hairstyle again? Judging from the brightness, you have been bald for a while, right? What happened?"

"There was some problem with the spell, so I had to shave off my hair to be more convenient." Zhao Mai leaned his head and looked at the store, curled his lips and said, "Why is it still not possible? There is nothing on the shelves... Does Soke still only like to do experiments?"

"Oh, no. He is working very hard now, but the goods are so popular that they are always swept away." Green said proudly: "Just before you come, a batch of goods has just been cleared."

"Oh, that's good. Soke! You're even stronger. I miss you so much!" Zhao Mai opened his arms to the dwarf again.

"Nonsense, you've been away for only a few months, what are you thinking!" The dwarf wiped his hand on his chest, and then gave Zhao Mai a hug. His arm was pressed tightly to see if Zhao Mai had eaten and drunk enough to grow stronger. As a result, Zhao Mai's body was like a steel cast, with almost no deformation. Soke was overjoyed and said with a smile: "It's not bad, it's indeed progress! Have you found that big druid? And you also got rid of the female paladin who was in trouble? Without a woman, you will definitely be able to make great progress. I'm absolutely right!"
Chapter completed!