Chapter 135
Snorlax was very upset!
And, the thing upset the optimistic Snorlax was actually that mysterious white stone.
Since it couldn’t figure out the actual usage of the white stone, Snorlax had put it aside and continued busying itself with its Goblin Store. It just had no time to find an expert to identify what it was.
But unexpectedly, after spent two busy days, it suddenly discovered the white stone was glowing.
The white stone was lying quietly on the wooden table near the window. Under the shine of the fading moonlight, it was emitting with a faint white glow.
Yes, it was a glow emitted by the white stone itself and not the reflection of moonlight. Snorlax was certain about this!
Step by step, Snorlax drew closer to the white stone, and carefully, it touched the stone with its hand. It was neither warm nor cold. The white glow wasn’t caused by a heat source, but from some kind of mysterious magical energy inside the white stone. Based on the fact that the stone could absorb moonlight and transform into energy of its own, Snorlax determined it was possibly a special magical equipment that came from another plane.
Once it had reached this conclusion, merely for experimentation, Snorlax took out a magic crystal. To its surprise, when it placed the magic crystal near the white stone, the white stone actually dismantled and transformed. After a series of dismantling and assembling movements that dazzled Snorlax’s eyes, a mysterious magical machine that looked similar to a communicative mirror was unveiled in front of its eyes.
While browsing through the trade list provided by the other party, when one of them was interested in some random item on the other’s list, it would offer a price and started the negotiation process. Sure enough, Goblins deserved to be generally regarded as a race that cared about nothing but profit, and they were also the greediest race in the world.
When it came to the price of the item, this pair of Goblin brothers who were happily chatting with each other moment ago immediately turned into someone as mean as a miser, fighting over the smallest trifles. Because of a difference in one or two magic crystals, they would rage at each other, cursing loudly all the familial relatives of the other goblins, and portray a fierce look of ‘take it or leave it’.
Therefore, Snorlax didn’t sleep for the entire night, spent all its effort and more than twenty hours fighting with Duke Gazlowe, who was a greedy, stingy, shameless, selfish, narrow-minded… goblin. In addition to that, it also paid no attention to hygiene and carried a pungent body odor. As for the result? Two transplanar deals that were worth less than five magic crystals.
And yet, in order to maintain the smooth communication, Snorlax had literally spent three magic crystals in just one night.
But with regards to this, none of them actually felt strange. Snorlax was dancing in joy as it was able to negotiate a discount of one single magic crystal for the deal. On the other side, Gazlowe was seen roaring furiously, cursing Snorlax as the most shameless and despicable green-skinned goblin it ever met.
Finally, both ended their first communication in such ‘friendly’ atmosphere!