Chapter three hundred and fortieth was regarded as a fat sheep
After completing the transaction, Dior did not rush to leave, but asked politely: "I'm here in Sandalxing for the first time. I want to customize something special. Can you introduce me to a place?"
The white-haired old man thought for a while and said, "Go and find a broker. If there are things he can't get here, then others won't get them. If he is not familiar with the field, he can find you the real master. Of course, an intelligence fee is indispensable."
"Thanks."
After thanking him, the white-haired old man opened the door again and prepared to do business. Dior led Xinghai to take a look at the broker he introduced.
After so long, apart from the necessary expenses, after completing these three businesses, he only saved 50,000 star coins, and some expenses for fuel and materials had to be reserved.
A man has no confidence if he has no money in his pocket. This is not just a saying.
When I was on Earth, money was never enough. Now that I came to the universe, I was still worried about money. It was so annoying!
Dior spat on the ground hatefully, suspecting that he would be in a real life!
"Hello, please wait a moment, spit anywhere, and be fined ten star coins."
Dior: "......"
Made, not only is he poor, but he is also in a bad luck, Gan Linniang!
After paying the fine of ten star coins with a look of bad luck, Dior looked for the address sent by the clothing store owner, but when he arrived, he found that the door here was closed.
This is unlucky!
But just as Dior was about to leave with a speechless look on his face, the door suddenly opened and a person came out of it.
After looking at each other, they each opened their eyes. Dior led Xinghai and walked in directly, and then the door immediately lowered and closed.
The space inside is not too large, but it is very clean and tidy. Dior doesn't recognize any of the things placed inside.
At the bottom is a transparent long table. Behind the table is a man with light pink skin and four black hair on his head. The lines on his face give Dior a bit like lizard skin.
"Is the broker right? I'm introduced by Odo Gable, the owner of the clothing store. I heard there is nothing you can't get here."
"Maybe, but I haven't encountered it yet. Maybe I'm lucky. Come here. Since it was introduced by an acquaintance, I can give you a 10% discount for the first time." The broker showed great confidence when he said this. He was able to have today's fame and status through this transaction again and again. He was always honest and never broke the rules. Of course, the charges were also more expensive than those outside.
But just as the new guest who he didn't take much attention to walked up to him, he suddenly widened his eyes.
"Wait a minute, this horse...will this be..."
Dior frowned slightly, but since he wanted to create equipment for Xinghai, his identity could not be concealed.
So he said directly: "I want to create a set of armor for it to wear, which requires excellent defensiveness, and an oxygen filter device must be installed on the face..."
Dior stopped the other party's fiery gaze and directly said his request. It is very troublesome to fly in the universe. It is not only a problem of lack of oxygen, but also a lot of troubles that need to be considered, such as temperature and radiation.
In this regard, the Dark Elves did not have any outstanding skills, so they have been delayed until today.
With the technology of the Nova Empire, it should be no problem.
Perhaps feeling Dior's attitude, the broker retracted his gaze with regret, but couldn't help but say, "This is a Tianma, do you want to ride it in the universe? It's a crazy and enviable idea. Although it's extremely presumptuous, please allow me to ask, does this Tianma have the idea of selling it? I will give you an undeniable price. I can guarantee that no one in Sandal will bid higher than me, or what do you want? As long as I have it here, you can trade..."
Facing the excited broker, Dior's expression did not change from beginning to end, and he did not waver at all. Instead, Xinghai seemed to understand what this guy was saying, and his heavy breathing spurted out. If Dior hadn't touched its neck, Xinghai might have smashed it immediately. Don't underestimate Tianma's destructive power!
"Sorry, Xinghai is my partner. I don't need to say anything extra. Let's talk about the deal I just proposed."
Seeing this, the broker was regretful, but he still couldn't do anything to force buying and selling. He dared to walk in with a swaggering horse alone. He was obviously not a person to deal with, let alone the strong smell of blood on his body. Don't steal the chicken and lose the rice, but put yourself in it.
After reorganizing his mood, the broker first praised the name Xinghai for being well-known, and then began to write and draw on paper according to Dior's request.
After a long time, he threw down his pen and said with a serious expression: "According to your requirements, I roughly estimate that this set of armor requires at least 80,000 star coins, and it is best to prepare 100,000 to get it."
"So expensive!?"
Dior, who had only more than 50,000 star coins in his account, looked at this guy with a suspicion. The 100,000 star coins were enough to buy a medium-grade small spaceship (two people's cabin, bare metal without any firepower).
Looking at Dior's skeptical look, the broker smiled bitterly and explained: "This is a budget made completely according to your requirements. Metals that meet your requirements are expensive. Moreover, ordinary people cannot create armor that perfectly fits Tianma. You need to ask the master to take action personally. In addition, a series of processes such as oxygen devices and space compression, 100,000 star coins are already very cheap. This has not included my agency fee, and the favor of asking someone to take action."
Dior was so angry after hearing this. He didn't expect that the result of his pursuit of perfection would be like this.
But if you think about it, you can understand that the outer baffle used to install the warships cannot be used to make armor for Xinghai. It is not flexible enough alone, and even if the weight is worn by Tianma, it is probably impossible to run. I am afraid that it will lose the speed of survival for defensiveness!
That's why the broker said that the metal that meets his requirements is precious and expensive, which makes sense.
Of course, there must be moisture in this, and it is understandable that whoever sells it to customers for a cost price will have to make a difference. However, after a few moves, Dior probably has to have a moisture of 20,000 star coins, and it is the least.
Made has always been his uncle Dior slaughtering fat sheep. When is it someone else's turn to kill him as a fat sheep?
Chapter completed!