In Dinger's camp, the bonfire crackled. There was a circle of meat skewers around the bonfire. Those magical beasts had obviously become their supper.
A group of people gathered around the bonfire, drinking and chatting. Laughter echoed around them. They all surrounded Lockmar and toasted him to celebrate his promotion to the grandmaster level. Lockmar was obviously very happy and didn't refuse anyone. Soon, he was drunk and hazy.
He was really lucky today. The pressure from the Icewind Demonic Wolf gave him the motivation to break through. Now, the Icewind Demonic Wolf had become his experience points, and the magic core in its body had become Dinger's spoils of war. Even the fur on its body had become Dinger's cape. Not a single bit of it was wasted.
"Hahahaha —"
Dinger's shrill laughter rang out from one of the tents. He pushed open the curtain and walked out with a blue and white wolf cloak draped over his shoulders. Even though the fur of the Icewind Werewolf was large enough to be sewn into a bed sheet or carpet for Dinger, he insisted on wearing it. He didn't care even if more than four-fifths of the fur was dragging on the ground.
— I have money. I want style. Don't talk to me about suitability. I only know that this Icewind Demonic Wolf's fur is worth at least 100,000 gold coins! 100,000 gold coins to wear on my body!
If nothing unexpected happened, this was what Dinger was thinking at the moment.
"Don't you know how ridiculous this is?"
Dinger pointed at the mercenaries outside and said to the livid Jindy behind him, "If it weren't for this mercenary group I hired, your people would have been buried in the belly of the magical beasts. Now, you actually dare to talk to me about splitting the spoils of war?"
According to the rules of Prandal, whoever made the first move when encountering a daemon would get to keep it. However, if one did not have the ability to kill the daemon and went to ask for help, then the valuable resources of the daemon would be divided equally.
In addition, the spoils of war of adventurers were generally exclusive to the adventurer, while the spoils of war of mercenaries and mercenary groups belonged to the employer. This was because the employer had already paid a generous reward when the mercenaries were hired. This was equivalent to buying out the mercenaries' strength for a certain period of time. The spoils of war obtained from the mercenaries' strength naturally belonged to the employer.
Therefore, Ding Ge was very happy. Putting everything else aside, the total value of the Tier 6 Icewind Demonic Wolf's magic core, fur, claws, bones, and so on, exceeded 200,000 gold. In an instant, the cost of hiring Lockmar's Axe had been recouped. How could he not be happy?
In Ding Ge's eyes, it was all thanks to Lockmar's Axe that he had hired that the magical beasts lured by Jindi were turned into supper. Why should he share the profits with him?
"Shameless green-skinned big-eared monster!"
Jindy screamed, as if he wanted to drown Dinger. "If it wasn't for Sir Nobody's healing theurgy, all of you would have died! How could you kill that grade 6 Icewind Demonic Wolf? "
"Oh, that's not necessarily true."
Anyway, the Icewind Demonic Wolf was already dead, and it was impossible to fight again. Wasn't it up to him to say what he wanted?
Jindy wanted to punch him hard. "You shameless guy —"
"Wait, I think what you said makes sense!"
At this time, Dinger paused and suddenly said, "Sir Nobody has indeed worked hard."
"So —"
"So I can share the spoils of war with him directly. Why should I share it with you?"
Dinger looked at Tang En walking over from afar, tidied up his clothes, and greeted him with a very bright smile.
"Sir Nobody! My friend! Are you satisfied with tonight's hospitality? "
Tang En was listening attentively and collecting information when Dinger suddenly appeared in front of him and almost tripped him. Tang En was stunned. "You are?"
"Dinger, Dinger Blackfire, the employer of Lockmar's Axe, the captain of the Infinite Blast archeology team, investor, security consultant, and economic consultant …"
"Oh … Hello."
After a series of titles, the dizzy Tang En only remembered that he was called Dinger Blackfire, the employer of this mercenary group, the captain and boss of the Goblin archeology team.
"Sir Nobody, in order to thank you for your great contribution in fighting against the magical beasts today, I have specially decided … to give you the Icewind Demonic Wolf's magic core!"
After hesitating for a moment, Dinger decisively made a decision.
He was a goblin who didn't get up early without benefits. If it were anyone else, Dinger might have changed the reward, but this priest of the Church of the Earth Goddess in front of him made him have no choice but to treat him with caution.
His keen sense of smell told him that the person in front of him was full of the aura of wealth. This meant that the investment in this person would yield at least ten times the return!
Even if it wasn't an investment, being able to save his life at a critical moment meant that the investment income this time was already considerable!
"Oh, thank you."
Tang En took the Icewind Demonic Wolf's magic core and directly put it away.
That's it? That's it?
Dinger blinked. This reaction wasn't quite right …
That was the magic core of the Icewind Demonic Wolf. The magic power contained in the magic core of a rank 6 magical beast was already very pure, and its value was almost comparable to Magic Essence. In other words, this magic core was a treasure worth ten thousand gold!
His reaction was actually so dull … Oh! That's right!
Dinger saw the cloak on his body and suddenly remembered that this person was a priest of the Church of the Earth Goddess. Similar to the Elves, he should have lived a life of penance in the forest and didn't know the value and use of money. That was why he was so indifferent. Otherwise, how could a person suddenly receive such a huge sum of money without the slightest agitation?
Yes, that must be it!
Dinger thought that he had seen the truth, so he started to ponder again. If he didn't know the meaning of wealth, then using wealth to tempt him would lose its meaning. Then what should he use to tempt him to join his team?
What humans liked to pursue was nothing more than wealth, power, beauty, and strength. The wealth that he was most confident in had lost its effect, and he couldn't give him power and strength. Then … was there only beauty left?
But where could he find a beauty in the wilderness? There were many wild beasts … He couldn't let his little honey accompany him, could he?
Speaking of which, a little honey and a priest of the Church of the Earth Goddess, wasn't it clear which one was more valuable?
Dinger began to seriously consider the feasibility of letting his bed-warming little honey accompany him to tempt Tang En.
If Tang En knew what he was thinking, he would probably use his shoe to ruthlessly kick Dinger in the face without hesitation. A bed-warming little honey of a goblin, other than a female goblin, what else could it be …
But soon Dinger dispelled this idea. There was no other reason than that he suddenly understood something. A human who cultivated pensively in the forest and served the Goddess wholeheartedly did not even care about wealth, so how could he care about a beauty?
So the question was, how had he been persuaded by Jindy to join his team?
Dinger casually asked this question.
Tang En said, "Because I'm also very interested in exploring ruins."
… It was that simple?
Dinger was dumbfounded. A human was interested in exploring the prehistoric ruins of the gnome and goblin civilizations. This sounded too strange.
But of course, this was even better!
Dinger immediately said excitedly, "Sir Nobordi, I wonder if you are interested in joining our archaeological team? Our Infinite Blast archaeological team has the most professional personnel, the most considerate configuration, and the best logistical support. Even in the ruins, you can live as elegantly as a noble! Please forgive me for being blunt, but you won't be able to experience the joy of archaeology if you follow those lepers. "
Tang En was stunned. Why did he suddenly start poaching people?
"Don't agree to it!"
Jindi suddenly rushed out from behind and shouted anxiously, "These green-skinned, big-eared monsters can't do anything other than destroy the ruins! Who knows how many precious civilization ruins have been destroyed by them! "
"Nonsense!"
Dinger screamed, "Our personnel are the most professional! What can you do with those outdated equipment of yours?! "
"You idiots!"
Jindi also shouted, "You only know how to use bombs to break open the door. What else can you do other than using violence?! It was the same in the ruins last time. You have no idea how precious the things you blew up were! It's very likely that there's information on it that can crack the secrets of our ancestors! "
"Only idiots who can't open the door of the ruins would find such an excuse! Didn't we get the equipment in the end? If it weren't for us, you wouldn't even have seen the equipment inside! "
"Idiots who don't have any professional knowledge shouldn't engage in the great and professional archaeology business! Didn't your Reeves give those equipment to our Master Craftsman Clotho in the end, begging us to crack the mysteries inside as soon as possible? This in itself shows that you green-skinned, big-eared monsters are inferior to us in technology! "
"Ha! What nonsense are you talking about when you haven't cracked it after so long! If it was left to us, we would have already figured out the mysteries inside! "
Jindi and Dinger started fighting again. The mercenaries and adventurers by the bonfire not far away laughed when they saw this.
"They're fighting again!"
"Yeah, dwarves and goblins are really a family …"
Tang En, who was next to them, was stunned when he heard their conversation. Could they be talking about the prehistoric communicators that Reeves had asked him to give to Clotho?
They were the ones who dug those things out?
Tang En narrowed his eyes. Looking at it this way, these two archaeological teams were quite accomplished.
Then the question was, from which ruins did they dig out those communicators?
There … Could there still be other intact equipment left there?
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