"Fierce Sweetheart?"
Zong Shen repeated, while wildly ranting in his mind.
What the hell kind of flashy na is this?
The elderly goblin rchant nodded.
"That’s right, it’s Fierce Sweetheart!"
"Just throw it lightly, and it can easily cause a massive explosion where it lands, leaving a ten-ter pit in the ground!"
"This is the power of science, my friend!"
Isn’t this just an enhanced power, non-lethal grenade?
Zong Shen nodded slightly, nodding in agreent.
"Why don’t you add so iron pieces or steel beads inside to increase its lethality?"
"Once it explodes, these fragnts would shoot out, causing greater harm."
He promptly raised his query.
"Hmm, no one has tried that because Fierce Sweetheart is too unstable."
The elderly goblin rchant spread his hands.
"Alright, how much does this thing sell for?"
Zong Shen nodded and began inquiring about the price.
"It depends on your paynt thod. If you use Mainland Continent Universal Dinar, one bottle of Fierce Sweetheart costs 1000 Dinar."
"Of course, you can also exchange it with accessories, weapon equipnt, rare materials, or local specialties."
"We at Thistle Teeth Trading Company have no specific requirents for the type of items traded."
"Ah~ I definitely have sothing you need!"
Feeling Zong Shen’s buying intent, the elderly goblin rchant eagerly introduced.
They have an exceptional passion for business and trade.
Especially skilled at slimming others’ wallets.
Zong Shen’s gaze moved away from the cargo hold of the cha, to the elderly goblin rchant.
"That’s best, I recently need to deal with a group of Spider Web Monsters, those creatures weave webs in groups all over the cave. Do you have anything good to deal with them?"
Hearing Zong Shen’s requirent, the goblin rchant adjusted his glasses.
"Need to deal with Spider Web Monsters?"
"Those creatures living in dirty caves indeed make one’s scalp tingle!"
"You’re right on ti, I happen to have sothing good to deal with those Spider Web Monsters."
"This was custom-made for the Third Prince of Nord Kingdom, and now there’s just one left."
The goblin rchant grinned, revealing a mouthful of irregular yellow teeth.
Controlling the cargo cha, he turned around and started rummaging through the pile of supply boxes.
Zong Shen and the others stood in place, watching the goblin rchant rummage through the mountain of supplies.
After a clattering of sounds from rummaging around.
The goblin rchant controlled the chanical arm of the cha and pulled out a gun-like object about one and a half ters long.
The gun was made entirely of silver-white rune secret silver, with a hollow section at the end and several gas pipes extending out, pointing at the muzzle.
"Silver Can, go get the fuel bottle for the Molotov Fire Spreader!"
The elderly goblin rchant nad Boswell held the gun-shaped object and shouted to a small goblin who was organizing goods nearby.
The little goblin, wearing an eye patch, quickly ran into the fortress inside the outpost courtyard after hearing the instruction, and began searching.
In a mont, he brought out a cylindrical glass bottle.
The body of the bottle contained so light yellow liquid, without bubbles, looking sowhat thick.
The goblin rchant carefully accepted this glass bottle and screwed it into the hollow section of the gun-shaped object.
"Sir, this Molotov Fire Spreader will definitely et your requirents."
The goblin rchant controlled the chanical arm and handed the flathrower to his hand.
"Co on sir, let show you its power."
He carried the flathrower, controlling the cha, and walked out of the outpost courtyard.
The wind on the mountaintop was strong, whistling past Zong Shen’s ears.
Boswell led Zong Shen and the others to an open area on the mountaintop, oriented himself with the wind, and found a downwind position.
Standing on the cha, he raised the flathrower in his hand, aiming at the open ground in front of him.
"Gentlen, don’t blink, lest you miss the spectacular mont!"
"Let it burn!"
He shouted enthusiastically, and imdiately pulled the trigger of the flathrower.
A small vortex was directly drawn from the cylindrical fuel bottle.
In the next mont, a flash of fire appeared at the muzzle, and a jet of fla shot out.
It started as finger thick, finally becoming as thick as a thigh.
Shooting directly thirty ters away.
The orange-red flas swept out like a fiery blade, impressively imposing.
The scorching heat wave blew back against the wind.
Making Zong Shen feel as if he was standing next to a furnace, the demonstration lasted just for ten to twenty seconds.
The fuel bottle was already reduced to about four-fifths.
If it were sprayed with full force, it would probably be fully consud in less than a minute.
Nonetheless, this thing is really good.
Within the terrain of a mine cave, dealing with a large group of enemies makes it a killer weapon.
"Sir, this Molotov Fire Spreader is quite impressive, isn’t it?"
"Goblin products, mind-blowing!"
The goblin rchant Boswell put away the flathrower, smiled at Zong Shen, and said proudly.
Zong Shen nodded, very satisfied with this thing, just wondering what price this goblin rchant would set.
His eyes scanned the flathrower, and attribute data instantly appeared.
[Molotov Fire Spreader]
[Two-Handed]
[Quality: Rare Level]
[Burn Damage: 98~101]
[Attack Range: 30 ters]
[Durability: 300]
[Requires fuel bottle for power]
[Passive Skill: Ignite lv10 (fuel clinging to the enemy’s body continues burning for ten seconds, dealing 10% burn damage per second, hard to extinguish)]
(A flathrower from the hands of goblin engineers, quite powerful, a nesis for Spider Web Monsters)
"It truly is very impressive, goblin technology lives up to its na.
"Now na a price."
Zong Shen praised, and at the sa ti asked the most important question, the price.
The goblin rchant’s eyes twinkled, but his face showed a simple and harmless smile.
He held up a palm, shaking it slightly.
"5 Dinar??"
Zong Shen asked back.
"Dear sir, you do like to joke, it’s fifty thousand Mainland Continent Universal Dinar!"
"Additionally, I’ll gift you a fuel bottle."
"Isn’t it a great deal!"
Boswell rubbed his hands, saying with a bit of anticipation.
Zong Shen heard this but remained silent.
What kind of joke is this, fifty thousand Dinar!
He only had a total of 11750 Dinar on him.
A prairie bull only costs 300 Mainland Continent Universal Dinar!
Seeing Zong Shen’s silence, Boswell frowned.
He had already noticed Luna and Aisha beside Zong Shen.
Being accompanied by two stunning female warriors like them, he definitely wasn’t a small character, highly likely a scion of a noble from a nearby Giant City.
As for the nearby Wolf Cavalry Korby, he had already automatically ignored him.
The fifty thousand Dinar price was admittedly a tiny bit high.
But he thought that Zong Shen should be able to afford it!
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