Chapter 879

Goblin Naji was a second-hand goods merchant, but this was his self-proclaimed title. Others called him Vulture, Scavenger, Corpse Picker, because most of his second-hand goods were purchased from battlefields or piles of dead people. The price was fair, and he didn't deceive the living or the dead.

Of course, the dead didn't know how to bargain. Many times, Naji gave whatever he gave, but as long as there was a beneficiary, Naji would give money, otherwise, he would rather not collect this item. He was a goblin with principles.

Therefore, in the circles of grassroots soldiers and low-level mercenaries, Naji's reputation was very good. Some private goods that were inconvenient to handle personally would be quietly positioned, letting Naji handle them himself.

Today, he received a positioning. The other party said there was a chaos stone farm at the positioning point, and there were many planting constructs left behind by the Light Chamber of Commerce, wanting him to go and pick them up.

Business came to the door, and Naji didn't delay, hurriedly driving his logging robot to teleport over.

When others went out, some liked to drive airships, some liked to drive flying cars, but Naji uniquely drove a logging construct everywhere. Mainly because the logging construct with one clamp and one circular saw had a wide range of uses. It could fight, dismantle, move, protect, camp, build...

After arriving at the farm, Naji indeed saw many planting constructs in the warehouse. Nearly sixty percent of the farm's chaos trees were lost, and the remaining ones were also in the recovery period, wilted and not bearing fruit, not needing constructs to work at all.

Even if they needed to, Ang wasn't prepared to let them work. Robbing his own fun and wasting soul energy. You have to know, the energy of these constructs was drained from the "King." If he wanted to let them work, he had to drain the monarch's soul.

Ang was prepared to plant the chaos stones first. If they still needed them to work, he would add chaos stones to them then.

At this moment, a pile of intact constructs was hung on the rack, broken constructs were piled in the corner, and Ang was in the pile of broken constructs in the corner.

Naji turned on the searchlight on the construct's head, first normal white light, scanned the warehouse once, then switched to red light, blue light, green light, and scanned the warehouse once each, only then walking in.

Walking to the construct closest to him, Naji adjusted the logging construct to guard mode, and then climbed out from inside.

Holding a touch-gold rod in his hand, he pointed here and there on the construct on the rack, muttering while pointing: "Joint wear, foot wear, second-hand self-use, normal wear, seven-tenths new, one first-level automatic construct."

After muttering, he said to the construct: "I offer twenty magic crystals to buy you. Do you agree?"

Of course, the construct wouldn't respond. They didn't even have souls, only some set programs, such as watering, fertilizing, picking, etc. They could be voice-controlled. All of this was completed through the black crystal on the chest.

Naji didn't need the construct's response. If it responded, it might even scare him. Only heard him muttering to himself: "If you don't speak, it means you agree. Alright, twenty magic crystals, deal."

Naji took out a notebook and recorded it. The construct didn't respond, so these twenty magic crystals would be paid to the person who sent him the positioning.

If the construct responded, or if someone suddenly popped out now and could prove that they were the owner of this construct, then these twenty magic crystals would be paid to the owner of the construct.

After recording, Naji took out a large bag, took the construct out, stuffed it into the bag, and turned to the second construct.

"Second-hand self-use, normal wear, six-tenths new, one first-level construct, priced at eighteen magic crystals."

"Second-hand self-use, normal wear, has repair traces, five-tenths new, one first-level construct, priced at ten magic crystals."

"Second-hand self-use..."

Naji quickly finished counting the constructs on the rack and turned to the boxes on the other half of the warehouse: "Dry food, not valuable, priced at one gold coin."

This dry food would be very expensive if transported from the Light Chamber of Commerce, but it was very cheap if bought from the Empire side. Now the war was over, grain wasn't valuable, and dry food was even less valuable.

Finally, Naji turned to the corner where Ang was. He didn't notice at all that there was a black shadow on the ground, quietly moving over from the side of the warehouse, and along the body of the logging construct, drilled into the chest position of the construct.

Naji picked and chose in the pile of broken constructs, dismantled some good arms and legs, and muttered: "Second-hand dismantled parts, left hand, six-tenths new, priced at one magic crystal."

"Second-hand dismantled parts, left leg, four-tenths new, priced at one magic crystal."

"Ordinary black crystal, two magic crystals."

"Eh, why is there an intact first-level construct here? Very little wear, eight-tenths new. Second-hand self-use, normal wear, eight-tenths new, one first-level construct, priced at thirty magic crystals to buy. Do you agree?"

Naji asked as usual, and didn't think he would get a response. He didn't expect this construct to actually shake its head.

"Ah!" Naji was startled, threw Ang away, rolled and crawled toward the logging construct, but discovered that the cabin door didn't know when it had closed.

Naji buckled it several times but couldn't open it, so angry that he smashed the cabin door with his fist. But he seemed to have forgotten that the construct had turned on guard mode, and a bolt of electricity directly shocked him away.

Falling to the ground, Naji crawled up, looked in Ang's direction, and just happened to see Ang climbing up in a weird posture.

Constructs, because of the joints, every movement appeared weird compared to normal people.

Naji had traveled north and south for so many years and had seen many things. He hurriedly took out an alchemy ball from his arms, muttering: "Saw an undead, may the God of Undead bless... don't come over!"

The last sentence was shouted out. While shouting, he held up the alchemy ball and showed it to Ang, seemingly wanting to scare Ang.

Ang was stunned, but not because of the alchemy ball, but because of the "may the God of Undead bless" that Naji muttered. This goblin was actually a believer in the God of Undead?

Really a believer, because following Naji's muttering, a wisp of invisible faith energy emerged from his body, floated in front of Ang, poured into the black crystal on his chest, and formed a mark.

Not only a believer, but also the kind of believer with a particularly firm will who could become a node in the faith energy network.

Seeing Ang stunned, Naji thought it was because of the alchemy ball, breathed a sigh of relief, and hurriedly said: "Sorry, friend. I am Goblin Naji, a second-hand goods merchant, specializing in purchasing various valuable items. The price is fair. If you have items to sell, I can give a reasonable price. If not, I can leave immediately, never offending."

Being called a Vulture, Corpse Picker, Naji naturally had come into contact with many undead creatures, and also had the experience of the corpse suddenly opening its eyes when picking things on the corpse.

Startled was startled, but not very afraid, just a bit panicked, mainly because he couldn't get into the logging construct.

This logging construct was something he had spent all his family fortune to set up. Not only was it fitted with dragon-pattern steel armor on the surface, but it also underwent a large amount of enchantment and modification. It wasn't an ordinary logging tool, but a combat construct.

The cabin door closed for no reason. Was the support broken?

However, just as he was letting his imagination run wild, something sharp slowly pressed against his neck. Turning his head to look, it was actually the circular saw of the logging construct.

The eyes of the logging construct were flashing with purple-red light at this moment, staring at Naji. The circular saw arm raised, and the huge saw blade pressed on Naji's neck. As long as it turned, it could easily saw him in half.

Naji swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with difficulty: "Have... have something to say nicely."

The saw blade pressed lightly on his neck.

Naji immediately understood what it meant, slowly put down the alchemy ball in his hand, and then rolled forward.

With this roll, the alchemy ball rolled to Ang's feet.

Ang picked it up, scanned it, and knew what it was. It was a weapon similar to a silence ball. After activation, if thrown out, it would erupt with a strong shock wave, annihilating the soul or matter.

Ang put it away and asked: "How much money."

"Ah?" Naji was stunned by this question. How much money? He was already pressed by the circular saw, and still wanted to talk about money?

Just hesitating, the circular saw left his neck, and the logging construct retreated two steps.

Without the pressure of the saw blade, Naji breathed a sigh of relief and asked carefully: "What money?"

Ang pointed to his bag: "Purchase, how much money?"

"Oh, you mean this?" Naji breathed a long sigh of relief. The other party was actually willing to talk about the price with him. That was really a good phenomenon.

He hurriedly took out the notebook he recorded and calculated, saying: "A total of sixty constructs, averaging twenty magic crystals each, a total of 1,160 magic crystals. Issuing an invoice will charge a 5% handling fee, 1,102. Do you want an invoice?"

Ang shook his head blankly. Invoice? What invoice?

Naji pointed to the pile of broken constructs in the corner again and said: "Those incomplete ones, collected by parts, one magic crystal each, black crystal two magic crystals, is that okay?"

Ang shook his head.

"Price not suitable? Or don't want to sell?" Talking about trading, Naji's shrewdness as a merchant returned, and he said embarrassedly: "These scattered parts are not valuable, can't make a whole, so I buy them back just as spare parts, so I can't give too high a price. If..."

"Not selling," Ang said.

"Oh oh oh, then alright, then 1,102 magic crystals. Cash or magic crystal card?" Naji asked.

Ang accepted the magic crystals, put them aside, and turned to ask: "You, why, believe undead?"

He just completed this transaction following Naji's words, of course not for those one thousand or so magic crystals. Ang hadn't seen magic crystals of such a small amount for many years. He was just testing Naji's mark.

Because of this mark, he had already formed a faith energy network with Naji. Although there were only two nodes, he could clearly sense Naji's emotions.

From this sensing at the faith level, Ang discovered that Naji was really purchasing, not because of the circular saw threat. In this way, the original plan to kill Naji was unnecessary.

Didn't expect that as soon as the words fell, Naji denied it repeatedly: "What? Believe undead? No, no, don't talk nonsense. How could I believe undead? I am a goblin, goblin, a believer in the God of Trade."