Diablo Destruction

When I was considering whether to ask someone for directions, a crisp and almost inaudible tapping sound caught my attention.

The rhythmic tapping, beating like a pulse, vigorous and powerful, reminds me of Qia Xi in Rogge Camp. I wonder if that honest and lovely barbarian girl is doing well now? Are you worried about not having good equipment to repair?

Following the sound of knocking, I soon came to the corner of a bustling blacksmith shop. Before I even got close, I felt an astonishing heat wave coming straight towards me. In such a hot day, it was almost life-threatening. , and what is surprising is that in this temperature, a woman in her thirties with red curly hair hanging down her shoulders, wearing a thin white shirt and a pair of fluffy trousers, stood with a hammer high. As she banged hard next to the extremely hot stove, the fragrant sweat of her breasts had soaked into her top, completely highlighting her exquisite figure.

From the rhythmic and powerful knocking sound, even a layman like me knows that her level is much better than Qiaxi.

"Hey, guest, if there is anything I can do to help, please feel free to ask."

Seeing me walking forward from a distance, she put down the hammer in her hand, took a towel and wiped her sweat, and said to me enthusiastically.

"My name is Farah, Farah Tia. You can call me Farah. You seem to be very unfamiliar. Are you the warrior who came all the way from Rogge Camp to defeat Andariel? That's really incredible."

This blacksmith named Farah is far more eloquent than Qiaxi. If I am indeed the adventurer who just defeated Andariel as she said, I am afraid that I am already a little proud now. This is the best time for a businessman to make a move.

However, her name turned out to be Farah, the same as the dead old man from the Mages Guild in Camp Rogge. Oh my god. Her parents were so lacking in aesthetics that they even gave her the same name as that weird old man.

"Can I see what you have here?"

I smiled and nodded, accepting the compliment in her words.

"Of course, guests, you can look at it as you wish."

Seeing that I wasn't easily fooled, she didn't say anything more, but leaned forward and motioned for me to enter the shop.

This place is not as shabby as Chasina. There are dozens of gleaming weapons and armors placed inside, lighting up the whole room. Unfortunately, most of them are whiteboard equipment. Occasionally there are a few blue ones, and their attributes are not much better. Even so, It can be seen that her level is much better than Qiaxi, but Qiaxi doesn't even have a whiteboard equipment. Of course, this is also related to the restrictions of Akara and the others.

"These weapons may not look good to a master like you, but they are still a good backup equipment. Look at the properties. The ones made by me are much better than the whiteboard weapons of the same category... "

Farah Tia introduced one after another eloquently, and there were indeed a few items with "super strong" prefixes added in front of their names, or attack and defense. Or the durability has increased a little bit. There is even a hole in the white hard leather armor. Farah Tia told me that this hard leather armor is her own masterpiece. She won't sell it to ordinary people because I am tall. Powerful and handsome. For the sake of a bright future, just give me a 25% discount, 3,000 gold coins.

Damn it, if I stayed any longer, I might really get confused by her eloquent mouth and buy a lot of useless junk. I quickly interrupted her introduction.

"Miss Tia, I'm sorry, I have enough spare equipment. And I have gained a lot these days. I have some extra. I wonder if you will sell it here?"

"Oh!? Of course. Haha, I saw it at first sight. You must be a powerful warrior. These weapons are simply superfluous to you."

Farah Tia was a little disappointed when she heard that I didn't want to buy her equipment, but buying weapons could also make a fortune for her, so she cheered up instantly and showed her warm business smile again.

At that moment, I took out more than a dozen pieces of equipment from the sewers. In addition to the golden ring dropped by the Death Archer Elite, the blue excellence helmet of the Dark Bat Elite, and what I gained from Rodament, Others include the white scale armor and several pieces of blue equipment dropped by the Death Archer Elite, as well as a large number of arrows and crossbow shells. These are all to be sold. Although they are not good goods, they are better than Farah Ti. The ones in Yadian are even better.

"Oh, this..."

Farah Tia held the pieces of equipment in her hands dizzyingly, especially the pieces of blue equipment and the white scale armor, which made her even more happy. You must know that the upper limit of what she can make is limited to chain armor. This level of equipment has an astonishingly low success rate. Adventurers from Lu Gaoyin will not sell this type of high-end (relative to their level) equipment. In Diablo, not only does the equipment have an extremely low success rate , the loss is also quite alarming. An adventurer team has three to five members. Each member must prepare several sets of equipment, spare equipment, plus various attribute equipment, anti-magic equipment, and anti-physical equipment. Even an elite The adventurer team may not be able to gather it together, so where can the excess equipment be sold?

"How to sell these?"

After taking out the last piece, I asked bluntly.

"There are two methods. One is to directly appraise it and then sell it to me. The other is to put it at auction with me and I will get 5% interest."

Farah Tia answered skillfully while looking at the equipment.

"Well——, just sell it."

I thought for a while and finally decided to sell it directly. I still know the approximate price of these equipment, and if they are sold here, it is not a regular auction house. I can’t guarantee whether Farah will do anything, although I I don’t care about the money, but I don’t want to be ripped off either.

"For an unfamiliar businessman, this is indeed a wise decision, but you will soon find that I, Farah, am an honest and trustworthy businessman."

Falatia obviously saw my plan, and she didn't mind at all. This is human nature.

"That's exactly what I'm looking forward to." I responded with a smile.

"Guest, do you want gold coins? Or gems?" Falatia asked during the checkout.

"Oh, how do you calculate this?"

"Gems are more popular among adventurers. The lowest exchange rate between gems and gold coins on the market is 1:1500. This price is relatively volatile. If you want to exchange gems, I will give you a ratio of 1:1500."

"Then give me gems, preferably broken diamonds."

I nodded. Farah did not lie to me. He seemed to have mentioned this ratio casually when Tok was my tour guide last time.

In the end, more than ten pieces of equipment were sold for a total of 27,450 gold coins, a total of 18.3 gems. Farah gave 450 gold coins and 18 fragmented gems, including 9 fragmented diamonds. This is a big consumable. After just After the initial inadaptation period. The little ghost has been getting more serious recently, and it is estimated that the broken diamonds will become a snack for her in the future.

As for some ordinary jewelry obtained from Rhodamont's treasure chest, according to my opinion, these jewelry have a very long history, and each piece is estimated to be valuable. But Falatiya regretfully said that she would not accept these things. Because no one would come here to buy these things. After all, this is a weapons store.

When I walked out of the blacksmith shop, I realized that I was really stupid. Isn't Ryan a big businessman? Just leave it to him to sell. But before that, I have to leave some for Sarah, Willas and Alice. They are the premise of everything. They are my most important treasures. Well, Aunt Lisa should also leave a few. She used to always give them to my mother-in-law. Food, you have to be happy with it.

After making up your mind. I continued to wander around. The adventurers and merchants here in Lugaoyin are very free and not as constrained as Camp Rogge. If Camp Rogge is described as the big pot rice system of a commune in a communist society, then Lugaoyin is undoubtedly capitalism. , the adventurers who can come to Lugaoyin already have certain experience, so the Adventurer Alliance will no longer restrict transactions between merchants and adventurers, however. It’s not okay to go too far. For example, selling large quantities of vitality rejuvenation potions, making large quantities of high-end gold equipment, etc. Of course, this also requires someone with that level of strength. Take Falatia as an example, she can only make white plate ring armor at most.

During this period, I saw a strange old man named Lysander. He was still wearing thick clothes on a hot day. He was holding a delicate crutch in one hand and a green crystal ball in the other hand. He had a good temper. Go to the first sentence and that's it.

"Kid, I don't trust you. You may be as cunning as that damn cunning mouse, Aigis. If you need a potion, I can make it for you. Of course, you must pay three times the price in advance. Why? Oh, God, I just said it, because I don’t trust you, and there are dozens of adventurers who are booking ahead of you..."

This old man has a really weird temper. He obviously has detoxification potions and dissolving potions, but he just refuses to sell them. The only reason is, I don't trust you. I'm too lazy to care about you.

After bidding farewell to this weird old man with a helpless look, I didn't go far when I met another famous magic businessman, Drognan. According to Tok, this Drognan used to be a member of the Mages Guild, probably. He discovered that his qualifications were too poor, so he quickly became a businessman and found his own true path - he actually showed good talent in making potions and scrolls, and now he is the largest outside the Mage Guild. Potion Scroll Maker.

Obviously, Drognan is much better at doing business than that Lysander. When he saw customers coming to the door, he immediately walked up with a smile.

"Oh, dear guest, you seem to be unfamiliar. Did you just defeat the warrior of Andariel? I know that it is not easy to defeat her, but in the experience of Lu Gaoyin, you will encounter greater trouble. , my name is Drognan, maybe you should see what I have prepared for you respectable adventurers."

The introduction at the beginning is similar to Falatia's, but what makes me feel weird is why they all know that I just came from Rogge Camp. Have they already memorized the appearance of every adventurer in Lugaoin? It's impossible. What's even weirder is that I'm wearing a cloak covering my face. Where do they get this "you seem to be unfamiliar" thing from? Is it based on breath? Just kidding, this is not Qizhu!

However, both Drognan and Faradya gave me a wonderful feeling, and I vaguely felt that they were not simple. Faratia was okay, and Tok also said that she was also a knight when she was young, and it seemed that she had worked tirelessly I went to Kurast and received training as a paladin from Sakam, but for some unknown reason I ended up working as a blacksmith here. As for this Drognan, although he claimed that he could only fire small fireballs, my intuition told me, It can't be that simple.

Drognan sells some identification scrolls and potions. As for the town-returning scrolls, they are popular items, so they still need to be reserved. In addition, some adventurers will put their equipment here for sale, so they can also be sold. I often buy some cheap and affordable equipment from him, but unfortunately, Drognan does not know how to make dissolving potions and detoxifying potions. If you need these two things, you still have to go to Lysander and endure his weird temper. .

After leaving Zhuo Genan's shop, I continued to search aimlessly for my own hotel, but my eyes were quickly attracted by a small shop again.

This is a very unconventional store. On the noisy street, a dilapidated wooden house that looks like it could fall down in the wind is quietly located in a very inconspicuous corner. Only the roof in front of the wooden house is blown by the wind. The swinging old wooden sign proves that this is indeed a store.

There were some books and ceramics placed on the shelf in front of the wooden house, all covered with a thick layer of dust. It was unknown what was sold inside. An old man was sitting on a small wooden chair next to the shelf, sipping leisurely. Taking a sip of wine, he looked like he was buying but not selling, and at his feet lay an old dog with hair loss that was as old as him, sticking out its tongue feebly.

The inconspicuous shabby shop, the mysterious products, the old man and the dog, all together, give people a mysterious and vicissitudes of feeling, just like a super hidden store in an RPG, and the old man, in an instant It is also defined by me as a hermit master at the same level as the sweeping monk.

How could I miss such a challenging place? At this moment, my soul was burning.