Chapter 344: Gears and Deals

Sinuoli understood the problem of the ancestors of Bergman; this goblet was the most renowned Artifact of Valaya, and claiming to possess it was equivalent to declaring oneself the direct successor of her brewing craft, the orthodoxy of the brewing industry throughout the Qunshan.

And this fat man, whose craft had reached the pinnacle, was clearly not as devoid of desires as he claimed; the "legitimization" he requested Sinuoli to perform was to endorse the orthodoxy of his family's craft in the name of the Ancestor Chosen.

"I agree, another toast to the Mother Goddess!" Sinuoli raised the goblet; although Bergman had some ulterior motives, this Divine Cup was worth it.

Brian had the assistance of a Griffin, while Bergman was wealthy enough to set up a dedicated team for himself. Other clansmen who came from the Old World to offer treasures were backed up at Balake-Wa'er, and with the personality of the Dwarf, a treasure-appraisal competition began as expected.

The treasure-appraisal competition lasted until the ship on the way back; this kind of appraisal, holding family trees and the Book of Grudges to cite authorities, saved Sinuoli a lot of funds and workload. If one could not stand firm in the debate with the clansmen, then there was no need to go to Gaoyuanbao to make a fool of oneself.

Sinuoli spent a month waiting for the treasure-bringers; he did not specify in his statement exactly how many ancient objects he needed, and the clansmen were worried that if they arrived late, Sinuoli would have already found what he needed, so they were very proactive in setting off.

The transmigrator underestimated the desire of the Dwarfs of this world to show off; they wished they could brag about the truly good things they had every day, and after a thousand years, the good treasures that could be identified by Dwarf knowledge had all been picked up.

Fortunately, he still had some gains—two Ancient Plaques, which respectively recorded how to transform terrain and organize spiritual veins, which met Sinuoli's current needs.

Apart from him, an outsider who had received the empowerment of the Venerable Outekelasi, there was probably no one else in the Old World who could recognize these golden plaques engraved with Lizardmen cuneiform.

Perhaps because of the racial talent for being good at construction, in the age of the ancestors, when the Dwarfs were first created, they participated in some of the Ancient Ones' transformations of the world, and the relevant manuals have been preserved to this day, but after the turmoil of the Dark Age, the knowledge about them has been scattered.

In addition to this, a small clan from Tongshanbao sent a Pentagonal Gear, and Sinuoli agreed to their request to send troops to assist in recovering their former homeland when the time was ripe.

After obtaining it, Sinuoli combined it with the Spur Gear obtained from Fearless Fort, restoring Mogelimu's War Gear. Playing with this little cutie, which was small in size but contained divine power, the Dwarf King fell into deep thought.

This Artifact, like the Rune Tongs of Thurni, played an auxiliary role when engaged in production, but the problem was that Sinuoli himself did not intend to, nor did he have the time to, engage in engineering technology.

More importantly, the development of engineering technology after the Ancestor Gods left was far superior to Fuweng-Jishu; where would there be a place for gears in the currently popular Artillery and Iron-drake Handgun?

After a simple test, Sinuoli found that stimulating the power in this gear could enhance the power, range, and performance of bolt throwers, Grudge Throwers, and Crossbows. These old antiques were certainly still used in the Shanbao, but in the Southlands, they had already fallen out of the military sequence.

"This is an Artifact after all, it can't be wasted, right?" Sinuoli himself did not have the "ancestral system is best" faction effect of Suoruike Ironbrow; he had always liked new technology.

"Just because I can't use it doesn't mean others can't!" He patted his butt and stood up; it was time to head north to Everpeak to attend the wedding. Miss Wan'er relayed the news that the Dragon would visit in the second half of this year, and the King of the Southlands had to rush back in advance.

Nothing important happened on the return journey; after disembarking, Sinuoli did not go directly east to go home, but slipped into the lord's office of Haimenguan mysteriously.

"What good news does the Ancestor Chosen have to look after us with this visit?" Although Lord Panuosi was surprised, he still showed enough enthusiasm; he knew clearly why his fortress was prosperous.

"I have a deal I want to make with you!" Sinuoli pulled out a chair, sat down, and got straight to the point.

"Another Dreadnought? I've said it before, the rules set by the ancestors cannot be violated! That kind of heavy weapon cannot be handed over to outsiders unless you become our son-in-law of Balake-Wa'er." The old king shook his head quickly, blocking the words back before Sinuoli could mention his needs and conditions.

"Would you consider it again? If you marry my niece Xiya, I will make the decision for the council, and you can choose any Dreadnought as a dowry! My brother-in-law can also add a few more Ironclads to make up a fleet." This lord even turned around to persuade Sinuoli.

"Nothing can escape your wisdom!" Sinuoli laughed and flattered him twice, "But don't be in a hurry, look at this first!" He said, taking out the gear.

"What is this?" Although strange, knowing that Sinuoli would not joke around given his status, Lord Panuosi took out his glasses from the drawer and looked at it carefully.

"Divine power! Could it be?" He took the gear and rubbed it twice. "This is a major matter, I, can I call a few partners to discuss it?"

"Of course, but I need confidentiality!" Sinuoli knew this meant he had already succeeded halfway.

As a few guards walked away quickly, soon a few old Dwarfs with white beards and hair walked into the office while muttering; seeing Sinuoli, they restrained their inappropriate behavior in surprise.

Lord Panuosi briefly explained the cause and effect, and this group of people in power immediately gathered around the War Gear. Since the Ancestor Gods left the Mortal World, there had not been a single genuine Artifact in the Qunshan!

"By Mogelimu, why does it look so much like the gear we saw that day!"

"This lower half does look a bit like it!"

"In the name of the Ancestor Gods, if you don't need these eyes, you can donate them to the Goblins!"

"Rat-raised! Who said that thing was pure waste at the time?"

"I bet one-tenth of this year's trade volume! It was old Viktor talking nonsense!"

Almost in an instant, these human spirits who had lived for over three hundred years saw the clues; they were either regretful or angry, and started to blame each other or even fight on the spot.

Sinuoli sat on the side and frowned; it turned out that his collection activity had few gains because a batch was intercepted in advance at Haimenguan! But then again, a bunch of guys claiming to hold treasures gathered on his territory, which Dwarf would not be tempted?

"Ahem!"

The generous person who made wedding clothes for others reminded them with a cough; his mood suddenly became not so good.

"Quiet! Quiet! Everyone pay attention!" Lord Panuosi could not hold his face; even if it was really intercepted, it could not be said in front of the owner!

"Give us some time to discuss, no problem, right?" After all, he was an experienced king, and he spoke to buy time.

"Everyone knows about my sister's wedding, so you only have one night!"