ebookland Chapter 625 Goblin Tycoon
Chapter 625 Goblin Tycoon
The goblin leader comes from the underground city. Kaz & Covent, codenamed "Diamond," is the head of the underground city expedition team, specifically in charge of the exploration and excavation project of the venture capital firm Kalimdor's underground rift. He is considered a high-level engineer and regional director.
Diamond, this unassuming fellow, always carried two old-fashioned muskets at his waist. These two short muskets, modified by goblin engineers, were as powerful as dwarven hand cannons.
Its henchmen come from all over the world and are willing to do anything for money.
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Dwarves and goblins have common interests in mechanics, forging, alchemy, and mining, and they compete with and learn from each other.
In contrast, goblins seem to have a wider range of businesses, no taboos, and act purely for profit.
As long as they can earn gold, goblins will take any risk and cooperate with anyone... including the Black Dragonflight or the demon satyrs, and they'll even deal with the beastly ogres and trolls of the jungle...
Needless to say, the Alliance and the Horde are also vulnerable, as goblins always appear in unexpected places, such as deserts, cliffs, or underground rifts.
In Kalimdor, now the orcs' new home, Thrall frequently borrowed their goblin airships due to his friendship with the goblins... He also used the goblin harbors and fleets. The magnificent city of Orgrimmar was also built with the help of the goblin master craftsman Gazlowe.
Gazlowe's Ratchet is very famous, not only because it has a direct sea route from Kalimdor to Booty Bay in the southern Eastern Kingdoms, but also because it has neutral banks and workshops.
High Tinker Gazlowe's men did not join the Horde; behind him might be the Blackwater Fleet led by Rivigaz, the Blackwater Tycoon of Booty Bay... or perhaps allies or representatives of Gallywix, the Goblin Trade Prince.
The goblins are not a united kingdom; they are said to have at least seven renowned trade kings, each dominating their respective fields, monopolizing trade routes or all profitable projects.
The known venture capital firms, the Hot Sands Consortium, the Embroidered Waters Conglomerate, the Blackwater Fleet, and Area 52 are all well-known entities.
They either occupied neutral cities in various places or established trading centers in dangerous locations.
The transactions involve all intelligent life forms, and even intersect with extraterrestrial astral conglomerates...
The region where Lorraine is located, from south to north in Kalimdor, includes goblin territories such as Everlook in Winterspring, Ratchet in the Barrens, the racing center in Shimmering Flats, and Gadgetzan, the exploration city in Tanaris.
There are also smaller outposts, such as Mudchain Town in Dustwallow Marsh, which proves that these small creatures actually had close contact with the Black Dragon.
The town of Pancier in the Outland Netherstorm also shows that they not only have close ties with the Bandaged Ones of the Astral Consortium, but also secretly have dealings with Illidan's subordinates, the Blood Elf Prince Kael'thas and the Naga.
As it turns out, the goblins were the hidden kings.
This group of creatures, driven by greed, ugliness, and mischief, created by the god of mischief and driven by the pursuit of profit, were originally, along with dwarves, cavemen, kobolds, trolls, and other primitive species that may have belonged to the earth...
Lorraine didn't want to provoke them, and in fact, she had goblin-made bombs that had helped her before.
Unfortunately, an unknown underground city seems to have come knocking on our door, uninvited...
The real big shots are always discreet and low-key. Venture capital firms operate in dangerous places year-round, and their dealings are almost always shady. Booty Bay, the Blackwater bandits' stronghold, at least seems to follow some rules; its neutral auction house is part of the same system as Gadgetzan's, sharing the same resources.
This gives a glimpse into the goblin's commercial empire.
However, the true power lies in the goblin aviation, the ubiquitous Azerothian post office and auction house. The footmen of Azeroth, the warriors of the Horde, and the heroes of the Alliance are all a bunch of big, clumsy guys, fighting and killing, but in reality, they're all working for the goblins...
This is not an exaggeration; Lorraine has heard far too many stories about goblins.
I've also come into contact with goblin businesses multiple times, and even the time I was almost rescued from Dalaran by Chrysanthemum Tea was through goblin connections.
The goblins controlled the arena business in the Dalaran sewers, where the profits were astonishing. The gambling, competition, and human slave trade that followed were beyond description.
Do you think goblins are all junkyard workers scavenging for screws and copper wires?
They were not only skilled craftsmen and merchants, but also daredevils who were adventurous and adept at doing business among various powerful forces.
All the arenas are controlled by goblin tycoons. If you want, you can even hire an army from them to attack the Horde and the Alliance at any time. This might have been just alarmist talk before; Lorraine had never even heard of these so-called underground cities, and neither had his teacher.
That is, the mysterious Pandaren Old Chen in the Stormwind Tavern at the Storm Altar repeatedly emphasized that the Underground City is not to be trifled with.
To be honest, pacifying the troll village wasn't difficult at all, and it even left Lorraine feeling a bit bored, even though he actually relied on the sheer number of his underlings, the power of the runes, and the Necromancer's right eye to pull off a big stunt.
The first test is about human nature...
The second test is about courage, right?
As for the third level... the legendary Ghost Mist Peak, Howling Cave, and Heroic Warrior Altar?
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Speaking of which, when would Old Chen test himself? He was drunk at the time and didn't understand the true intentions of Panda Wine Immortal.
Was he joking with me?
It's like a friendly reminder to a friend: everything depends on the friend themselves.
As brothers, we meet by chance, but if I can't get through on the phone when something happens, it's because I shouldn't have called in the first place...
Everyone has their own path, their own life, and their own problems. True friends only need a look, a word, or a nod to make you understand.
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Touching the bamboo flute, I realize that fair-weather friends may be the only true friends. Perhaps friendship is just about occasional companionship, and only short-lived friendships, free from all constraints, can bring genuine emotions and feelings.
If you insist on adding anything or attaching any conditions, then the so-called friendship will simply vanish.
When conflicts of interest arise, people become strangers in an instant.
Without any burdens, everything remained the same...
"You're saying friends are just for taking advantage of?"
"???"
"!!!"
"Then you deserve to never find true love."
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Put down the bamboo flute, which had been soaked by the lake water.
Lorraine looked up at the spot on the mountainside where flickering lights were still visible...
I still have my own problems; the warning of the thirty-first day has arrived.
The shelling overhead was a warning.
Lorraine remained calm and unfazed by the shelling.
It appears to be tough, standing cool in the lake, but in reality, its underlings have already rushed over to protect it. It also secretly erects a white bone shield and holds a life-saving tidal charm. It seems calm, but in reality, it is like a beast accumulating rage.
They are looking for prey to ambush them.
"Damn goblins, they're firing cannons right above my head! When will they ever stop...?"
Half of his body was submerged in the water, which contained blood, debris, and mud. Lorraine's powerful senses were at their maximum; there were no enemies fifty yards away—enemies were beyond the limits of his perception.
The army of the dead dispersed automatically, their minds focused on a single command: "Find the enemy, tear them apart!"
The enemy was overhead, high above, bombarding the village for nearly half an hour with deadly force, intending to wipe out all the resistance.
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The diamond was still gloating, but through its telescope, the village had been completely destroyed.
The land looked as if it had been plowed by a giant beast, and the houses were as if they had been swept away by the typhoon. Some dried-up corpses lay on the ground, their original appearance unrecognizable.
They were pitch black, and some were even burning with flames.
Troll Village is destroyed...
Lorraine was furious. He gritted his teeth, and the black panther soul pattern on his upper right back trembled. The old village chief, who seemed to have lost his power, was trembling, grieving, and furious.
The loss of the village actually had little impact on Lorraine.
It's understandable why outlaws, robbers, and certain vain, clinging females disregard life, covet wealth, yet despise labor, neither cherishing nor saving it.
They come easily and leave quickly, naturally believing that they can take whatever they want simply through shamelessness and violence...
Lorraine was not saddened or angry about the village.
It was extremely angry because it had been proven wrong; its vow to protect the village had been broken; it felt that the majesty of death had been desecrated; and it felt very humiliated.
so...
How would a necromancer who treats life as a game, a heartless, loveless, and emotionless necromancer, entertain an uninvited guest?
The answer is that the fear of death is ten times worse than evil, and the fear of those who disregard the lives of others is a hundred times greater. Only by punishing the enemy can the Lord of Death regain face.
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