"What's incredible? I said this tea tastes good and incredible?"

"No, it's really incredible that I put you in for tea."

Omke muttered and gave himself another sip of wine. It didn't seem like drinking, but rather shocking himself.

"I'm still talking! Can't you goblins talk well? They all have to do it. I'm here to discuss a business. Is that true?"

"...If you hadn't destroyed the gate of the outermost infected area and forced a group of security personnel to death, how could anyone want to kill you? By the way, you also killed that guy Greeb."

"This is a cause!"

Loniti retorted, and then explained all the unfair treatment she encountered after she arrived here in a very detailed manner.

Well... Of course, what she did was just mentioned.

"…I'll just ask you one thing, where did you come from."

After listening to Loniti's complaints, Omke remained silent for a long time and then asked this question.

In fact, he also suspected where Loniti sent the troublemaker, and even wanted to give them a knife behind their back while they were in danger.

But looking at Loniti's appearance... it seems that she is really here to discuss business? After all, with her strength, she can kill herself, but she doesn't take action.

This is also the reason why Omke puts Loniti in.

"By the way, if I kill Greeb, aren't you going to avenge him?"

"Avenge? Let's not talk about whether I can beat you, why should I avenge that guy?"

Omke sneered. It seemed that he was not as friendly to Greeb as Loniti imagined. Could it be that these top goblins are not the same as they imagined?

"Then I've killed one of your people at least. Wouldn't you kill me to take revenge?"

"Yes, but not all. Perhaps only Eric, who is born with Greeb, will want to kill you and take revenge."

"Wait a minute, haven't you done it before?"

"Yes, but I don't plan to avenge the pervert who is born with disabilities."

Omke shrugged and naturally scolded the dead Greeb, saying that there was no concept of the death being the most important thing.

Of course, Loniti would not pay attention to those things. She was not sick and insisted on fighting for the guys she killed after death.

"What's next? Since you think you can't kill me, what are you going to do?"

This is a question that Luo Niti is more curious about. After all, although she is sitting here to have tea with Omke, Omke cannot cover up the sky here. After all, she still needs the opinions of those goblins.

Omke did not answer, but took a sip of wine, then looked at the clock hanging on the wall, and whispered in a low voice.

"It's almost here, that guy should be here too."

"Who should have come?"

Loniti asked curiously, but soon she had the answer.

"Sorry, I'm sorry, I took some time to wash... I'm not late, aren't it?"

A very young and energetic voice rang outside the door, and then Loniti saw a goblin wearing neatly black suit, holding a black briefcase, combed her hair meticulously, and ordinary-looking goblin walked in.

He nodded apologetically to Loniti and Omke, then took a chair from the corner and sat casually at the table.

"This is a businessman and is responsible for the transactions here."

Omke introduced the goblin who had just arrived, then shook the bottle of wine in his hand, leaned into the goblin's ear and said something, and then went upstairs.

"Hello, I am a businessman, my profession is a businessman, and my name is a businessman."

The businessman smiled and stretched out a hand at Loniti. It was a professional smile, but he couldn't find any fault.

Loniti looked at the goblin named Merchant, hesitated for a moment, and shook hands with him.

"Hello, my name is Loniti... Your name is quite strange."

"Many people have said it, but I don't think it is because we goblins are born businessmen."

The businessman smiled, then opened the briefcase that was placed aside, and took out a stack of documents from it.

"I heard Omke say you came here to buy something, right?"

"Yes, I need to buy something, but I don't know if you have one."

"Please believe us, we can build it as long as you need it. Of course, we cannot guarantee whether the things that are rushing to work will explode."

It seemed like a self-deprecating joke, but the businessman's words also highlighted his confidence in this place.

Loniti didn't care whether they had confidence or not. She only cared about whether she could get what she needed here.

"I need weapons, and they are weapons of great destruction."

"Weapons...what do you need these weapons? Oh, I have no intention of offending, just want to help you make a better choice."

"I want to destroy some ogres, but those ogres are very strong."

Loniti did not hide her purpose because she believed that these goblins would never inform them.

Why? Because those ogres don’t have any good things to buy this information, they even don’t know that there are goblins here to survive. As for whether goblins will take the initiative to contact ogres, at most they can pay some hush money themselves.

"It's the group of ogres in the southeast direction. Those guys are indeed a little stronger. If it were them..."

The merchant nodded, then quickly divided the stack of documents into several copies. After thinking for a while, he left two copies and put the rest back into his briefcase.

"There are two categories of weapons to use when dealing with them, you can take a look first."

Loniti glanced at the merchant, took the two documents in her hand and read them briefly, looked at the merchant again, and then nodded.

It is said that it is two types of weapons, but there should be only one, because the other one is actually some proliferating agent.

Well, it's like the plague virus that the Scourge of the Scourge put in Azeroth.

However, to deal with ogres with thick skin and flesh, these potions can indeed be called a weapon, and they are relatively easy to use.

Anyway, Loniti is not afraid of poisoning, so the wind suddenly turns and poisons herself with a clear understanding of the north and south.

“Which solution do you think is better?”

The businessman asked with a smile.

"Actually, I think both methods are good, so you can tell me about it and I'll take a look."

Loniti pondered for a moment, and said hesitantly.

In fact, she already had the answer in her mind, which was to use diffuse toxic agents and other things to deal with those ogres, but she did not intend to expose her intentions.

Because the guy in front of him was a goblin businessman, and he was a goblin businessman named Merchant.

If he exposed his intentions, he would probably turn into a vampire immediately and eat up all the gold coins in his pocket!

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!