Chapter 291 A Deal in the Night
The Outer Circle. Byron Clan’s outpost.
Snorlax the Goblin passionately worked away at sothing in a small room away from the banquet.
A basic magical machine had put up a white screen in front of him. Duke Gazlowe, the one who hailed himself as the greatest inventor, engineer, and trans-planar rchant of the Goblin Empire, appeared on the screen. He wore a thick monocle lens and sprayed saliva all over the display as he shouted at Snorlax.
"No! Never... " Gazlowe waved his thick and hairy green arms about, "We won’t talk unless the price is lower than seventeen magic crystals... I’ll never let a vampire like you take advantage of again. Not to ntion, you haven’t gotten anything of value despite us knowing us each other for such a long ti. You... You are not qualified to be a trans-planar rchant. The best you can hope for is to be a shitty goblin that goes around picking up trash... "
The opponent’s insults had clearly provoked Snorlax as well. Anyone who attacked his dream of being a trans-planar rchant was inviting his utmost anger.
"You freaking coward that can do nothing but hide behind that screen of yours. This Transportation Tool you gave is a shitty second-rate product and you have the guts to scold ? It can’t transport anything more than five hundred grams worth of stuff, and an error happens every three or four transportations. Who knows which corner of the universe your shitty machine has sent all my treasures to? Am I supposed to be the one to bear the losses incurred by your machine?"
"Bastard. You uncultured swine of a goblin. You don’t even understand what a terrifying amount of energy is required to pierce through plane barriers and send items across. You have no energy furnace, no reactor, and no energy source. You are a filthy excuse of a goblin with absolutely nothing. Do you want a large and stable passage with a few low-quality energy crystals? Not even the adept you are serving would have technology like that, much less the Goblin Empire!"
"What should we do then? We are always having this argunt. Who will bear the losses incurred by using an unreliable machine such as this one?"
"If you can get so useful adept tools or unique energy treasures, I will willingly bear the losses caused by space turbulence."
"Hmph! Don’t think a fool just because I’m a little ignorant. Your machine is way too unreliable. It is unsuitable for large-scale trans-planar trade. Moreover, all of the trade we have been doing so far only needs to be done once. You no longer need any more of the sa material once you get the sample and analyze it. In comparison, I am only getting ager returns after spending so much effort searching for resources. I won’t ever commit myself to such a fool’s errand again!"
"Er... " Gazlowe adjusted the glasses on his faces, and for once, reassessed the goblin before him with a serious expression.
Who knew? Indeed, who knew? A little goblin living under the enslavent and trampling of the terrifying adepts could understand such a complex idea, despite having absolutely no technological knowledge. He couldn’t help but look at Snorlax in a completely different light.
"Very well, little Snorlax! Since we both have sothing in our possession that the other needs, I suggest we show so sincerity to each other. I can raise the prices appropriately, and as for you... it’s about ti you start showing so of the actually useful items!" An expression of true sincerity appeared on Gazlowe’s wrinkled green face.
"My existence has value to you and the goblins?" Snorlax asked doubtfully.
"Of course!" Gazlowe pushed his glasses upwards again, "You should know that the World of Adepts you are in right now is an infamous, large-sized plane within the multiverse. It is a great deal larger than the Goblin Empire on my plane. I decided to throw the Transportation Tools into the space turbulence so that they might land in any corner of the multiverse as they followed the drifting currents of space. We in the Goblin Empire have no ability to make a new passage to the World of Adepts, even if you wanted to do so. Not to ntion the fact that we would never ever attempt to do so. After all, the adepts are said to be very horrifying and invasive lifeforms!"
"So, what you are saying is that we have to rely on this shitty machine to trade?"
"Indeed!"
"Fine. What do I need to make note of when I use this Transportation Tool?"
"Firstly, you need to find a powerful energy source if you wish for the Transportation Tool to function stably."
"For instance?"
"An energy pool for example... "
"You think a small goblin such as myself can access the energy pool within the adept tower? Next... "
"Natural gathering spots for elentium. Such as the heart of a massive storm, or the bottom of a volcano."
"Are you actually being sincere about this? Wouldn’t I just be killing myself if I went to those places you ntioned?"
"Or so high-grade energy crystals. They would have to be at least ten tis stronger than the stuff you are using right now to ensure a stable connection."
"High-grade energy crystals? What’s that? Can’t you be a little more specific." Snorlax grumbled as he searched about his pouch in frustration. In the end, he got sick of the trouble and just poured everything out of the pouch, allowing it to spill all over the table.
"Hang on... hang on... " The frantic voice of Gazlowe rang out from the screen, "What’s that silvery-white tal?"
"Mm?" Snorlax followed Gazlowe’s descriptions and took out a heavy tal ball from within the pile of items.
This looked like a round tal ball carved from platinum, but it didn’t have the smooth feeling of platinum. The surface of the ball was uneven and filled with countless tiny patterns and carvings. Snorlax couldn’t feel any energy radiating from the thing, but it was, in truth, a true chanical heart.
A chanical heart. A living alchemical heart that the Golem Masters used to forge high-grade puppets and statues. It was a crucial component in the creation of a magical golem. The strength of the Golem Knight wasn’t just due to its tough shell made of precious tals. The chanical heart was what turned the cold tallic creature into a living lifeform.
This chanical heart’s abilities had even improved significantly after Rouneau inserted the Second Grade knight’s soul into it. As long as there was a complete tallic body for it to be installed into, another powerful tallic golem would easily co to life.
Such a powerful object shouldn’t possibly be Snorlax’s possession. It was the spoils of war his master Greem had obtained from the golem duel.
Greem had also thought of keeping the chanical heart for himself when he uncovered its secret. With the heart, he could forge an indestructible soldier of steel. Unfortunately, he wasn’t able to find out anything more about the golem talisman.
Without the golem talisman, Greem would have to drag the heavy tal item along with him as he traveled around the world. Magical puppets were indeed fairly strong, but the fact that they couldn’t be carried around easily was enough to render them useless.
It might have been useful for Greem to have several of these to guard his base or adept tower in the future. However, right now... it was much better to have a few high-grade elentium golems with him!
Thus, Greem tossed it over to Snorlax and had him exchange the heart for several high-grade elentium cores. Snorlax wanted to beco a goblin rchant anyway. He was the best person to send on these errands.
Right now, Snorlax held the chanical heart in his hand as he looked curiously at the screen.
"This chanical heart is useful for you?"
"Of course it’s useful. If I’m not mistaken, it’s a sort of magical chanical core that the adepts created using magic. It’s even one of those cores with high intelligence. We of the Goblin Empire developed a civilization revolving around magic-powered machines. Though we can create magical chanical cores of our own, we never developed a ans of inserting a living being’s soul into the thing."
"So, it’s worth a lot, isn’t it?" Snorlax let out a wicked grin as he tossed the tal ball in his palm.
"Er... " Gazlowe went silent.
"Alright, say it. Tell it to straight, how much are you willing to exchange for this chanical heart. Don’t try and use those low-quality things like rocket boots and parachutes to cheat again. Also, this chanical heart is way over the weight limit. You sure your Transportation Tool can send it over?"
"......"
Gazlowe seed to have understood sothing important after a long period of silence. A fawning smile appeared on his green and oily face once more.
"My beloved Snorlax, I present to you the greatest war machine in the Goblin Empire– the Magic cha. You will no longer need to fear your enemies with this thing. It will beco your greatest and most loyal soldier, obliterating every enemy in its sights! "
"Oh? Are you talking about those terrifying tallic things the size of a hill? I don’t intend to start a construction company any ti soon. What am I going to use this thing modified from your tree-cutting Goblin Shredders for? Just the tals and spare parts I would need to gather to construct it would take up a hundred years of my ti. How is this thing useful to ?" Snorlax’s intelligence had clearly gone through the roof today. He shouted angrily at the screen, no longer the naive and foolish goblin he used to be.
"Don’t get angry, my beloved Snorlax. I’ll introduce you to another ultra-scary weapon– the Magic Cannon. With this cannon, you can beco undefeatable. No enemy would be able to defend a single blast from it!"
"Nope. Nope... I’m a pacifist goblin rchant. You can sell those violent weapons to so other guy! I only need high-grade elentium cores. These are things my master has ordered to gather. The more the better... "
"Very well. Very well. Elentium cores it shall be. At what price do you intend to sell the heart for?"
"The blueprints for that Magic cha and a completed Magic Cannon, along with a hundred elentium cores above Second Grade!"
"Bullshit!" Gazlowe leaped three feet into the sky, "Why don’t you just go and rob soone at that price? Your chanical heart isn’t even worth this much!"
"Then how much can you give in return?"
Gazlowe extended three fingers, but then hesitated for a mont, gritted his teeth and extended a fourth finger.
"Four Second Grade elentium cores. That’s all you can get!"
“Liar... “ Now, it was Snorlax’s turn to jump three feet into the sky, "This is daylight robbery... this is bankrupting my entire establishnt. You are the greediest, most shaless, and stingiest goblin I have ever t. This price is complete highway robbery!”
The two goblins clearly had an unbelievable amount of stinginess and perversion carved into their very bones. Yet, at the sa ti, both of them were so greedy and shaless. The two goblins continued to point at each other, flinging every single insult they knew across the brilliant screen of light. After a few bouts of exchanged insults, the two would get together and start a round of actual negotiations.
And just like that, a bizarre interplanar trade was completed in the dead of night!
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