Chapter 639
The New Identity of Number 6382
Chapter 639, Section 638: Number Two's New Identity
Bardot didn't give Xinghuo a friendly look when she greeted him with a smile.
As a pure dwarf who had started fighting the demons of the Empire before he even grew a beard, how could he possibly have a good impression of the demons?
Besides, one of the tasks of this mission was to determine whether the demons in the Northern Territory were friend or foe.
In other words, these smiling guys in front of us might actually be the enemy.
Bardo squinted, examining the demonic runes on Starfire's body, as well as the half-demons, lizardmen, and the like behind him.
Finally, the gaze fell on Starfire's two human subordinates. Like the other soldiers, they had serious expressions, but there was no fear in their eyes.
Bardot made a preliminary judgment that he did not appear to be coerced.
The envoy stared at the other party so openly that the deputy envoy of the dwarf delegation had no choice but to step forward and speak with Starfire on behalf of Bardor, which barely managed to ease the awkwardness.
The route planned by Xinghuo for the mission bypassed the war zone, so there were no major setbacks along the way, except for a minor incident.
During their first rest stop at Puji Inn, the dwarf envoy was invited by Xinghuo to eat a quick-cooked mushroom stew taken from the inn's warehouse. He then started making "ooh ooh ooh" noises on the ground.
Bardot, who was eating his own rations, thought the deputy envoy had been poisoned. He brandished his weapon, and the gust of wind he created overturned most of the post station.
Fortunately, the deputy envoy, whose legs were still trembling, managed to pull Bardo back in time and explain the misunderstanding.
However, after that, no one dared to touch the food at the post station.
They came representing the mountains, after all. Once is enough for them to writhe on the ground and make such vulgar noises as "oh oh oh".
Bardot, on the other hand, recalled the taste of the tentacles from slice number four...
……
"This...is this the Fungus Castle?" The deputy envoy stared wide-eyed, tugging at his beard in amazement.
Although the mercenaries described the grandeur of Fungus Castle, the dwarves on the mission also tried to imagine the cities built by these northern tribes as more impressive.
But when I actually saw it, I realized that I had underestimated the city!
Standing before the towering city gate, gazing at the dense array of magic circles covering it, the knowledgeable dwarf envoy was already inwardly cursing the extravagance of the Fungus Castle's owner!
In his view, the city had gone to waste in its pursuit of perfection.
Even just those magic circles that are visible have many overlapping functions. Using them all at once consumes so many resources, yet only brings a small improvement.
If the resources used to build this city were dispersed, it would be enough to arm four or five large cities!
At the same time, he also figured out two things.
First, the owner of the mushroom castle is really rich, at least he has no shortage of resources, otherwise just maintaining such a magnificent city would exhaust those guys who are not rich enough.
Another possibility is that this fungal fortress is most likely not a bait set up by the demons.
People use earthworms to fish; who would use gold nuggets to fish?
Such a magnificent city was built in this far north; if it weren't for the purpose of resisting the empire, it would be meaningless.
He didn't think any duke in the empire would be willing to waste so many resources on a conspiracy with an uncertain outcome.
To welcome the delegation, the gate was specially cleared today, and there was no queue.
Upon entering the Fungus Castle, Bardo and his companions were struck by its prosperity!
On streets three times wider than those in a normal large city, mushroom enthusiasts led their little ones back and forth.
If we're talking about sheer numbers, Mushroom Castle might not have many more people than a large city, but each person is followed by a bunch of poops, and the sound of "poop poop" footsteps can be heard from all directions.
It doesn't look like a city of demons; it looks more like a puji nest.
But strangely enough, everyone in the mushroom castle remained silent, whether they were passing citizens or people stopping to watch the delegation.
The sight of pairs of eyes staring at them sent chills down the spines of the delegation members.
In fact, if they connected to the germ network, they would find that everyone was enthusiastically discussing their mission, just like ordinary people in other cities watching the spectacle.
This made the deputy envoy, who had just ruled out Fungus Castle as a suspect, suspicious again.
Just as they were about to enter the administration hall, a "click" sound came from above their heads.
Immediately, a long, drawn-out scream, amplified by magic, echoed from the clock tower.
Bardot saw the fangs of the vampire inside, who was wailing with his mouth open, through the opened secret compartment.
The other dwarves shuddered at the sound of the pitiful howls, but the dwarven war hero smiled for the first time since his mission began.
The Empire would never treat vampires like this, not even the most notorious. It's a complete humiliation to the entire vampire race. He patted Starfire on the shoulder: "Who built this? Excellent taste!"
Lin Jun thought Bardot was pretty good too.
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Upon entering the administrative center, Tolin and Master Marco also rushed over after hearing the news.
When Marco saw that it was Bardo who had hit him, his face darkened at first, but then he remembered why he had come and forcibly suppressed the resentment in his heart.
He and Tolin, along with Bardot and the deputy envoy, repeatedly emphasized the importance of maintaining good relations with the Junbao.
Most importantly, we need to find more people to help them research the battle puppets!
Since Marco got involved, the speed of analyzing the battle puppet technology has greatly improved.
However, despite extensive theoretical research, there was a lack of capable assistants to handle this advanced forging work in practice.
After becoming familiar with the situation in Fungus Castle, they completely abandoned the idea of selecting helpers from the locals and could only place their hopes on the dwarves.
“Master Marco, this involves many issues of interest distribution, and we cannot make a decision on our own,” the deputy envoy said with difficulty.
Marco couldn't help but shout, "What profit sharing? Xinghuo already promised me that the technology they researched would be shared, and I could leave whenever I wanted. You just need to bring the people here to help me finish researching the battle puppet technology, and then take the technology back with you. It's a sure-fire deal, so what profit sharing do you want?"
Tolin chimed in, "That's right! Let me tell you, the Empire is currently attacking Fungus Castle. If Fungus Castle can't hold out anytime soon, all these technologies will belong to the Empire. Who knows, one day they might build two city-destroying war machines and invade the mountains. Can you bear the consequences?"
The deputy envoy was forced to retreat repeatedly, only able to say "I'll try my best."
Bardot paid no attention to their argument; his attention was focused on the other side, where a puffy wearing a blue cloak stood.
That was Number Two, responsible for negotiating the specifics of establishing diplomatic relations with them.
Originally, I thought that by staying in the Fungus Lord's base camp, Fungus Castle, I should have a huge advantage and completely outclass the number one who was thrown into the forest.
But reality is cruel.
As the main base of the fungus, it has the most core members in charge of various affairs. It is called the Northern Administrator, but in reality it is just an empty shell without any real power.
Looking at it, it's not even as good as the number one person who was sent abroad!
This made Number Two extremely anxious.
This time, thanks to Number Two's initiative, it finally managed to get the job of acting as a diplomatic representative to liaise with the dwarven delegation.
Being able to represent the Fungus Castle made Number Two extremely dedicated to this task. He even imitated the Fungus Lord and got himself a cloak, albeit a blue one.
Its presence here was naturally intended to make contact with the dwarven delegation before formal negotiations, allowing them to witness its prowess.
It faced Bardot, raised its mushroom cap, and took a step forward!
Then he stepped on the cloak he was wearing for the first time, slipped, and tumbled down the aisle before being stopped by Bardol's foot.
Under Bardot's somewhat strange gaze, Number Two casually got up, pretending to be an ordinary poop, and walked along the corner of the wall past the room where the delegation was, disappearing around the corner of the corridor.
Before the formal negotiations the next day, Lin Jun arranged for Number Two to lead the dwarf delegation to participate in the Mushroom Castle military parade.
Regardless of their combat strength, the orderly formations and the vast Puji Sea are visually stunning.
While the members of the delegation were all secretly pondering the strength of the Fungus Castle, Bardo glanced at Number Two beside him: "Didn't we meet yesterday?"
The second mushroom body, which had deliberately stopped wearing a cape, trembled: "No...no, you outsiders think we Puji all look alike, you must have mistaken us for someone else."
Looking at Number Two, who had already started shedding spores, Bardo stroked his chin and nodded: "Then maybe they mistook it for something else."
……
Lin Jun used the second-highest-ranking mushroom as a material, which was brought back to the mountains by the dwarven delegation that recognized the value of the mushroom castle. In return, this led to the establishment of formal diplomatic relations and the legalization of the recruitment of dwarven blacksmiths.
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The more heroic the death, the more likely he is to return as an even stronger being.
Thus, in the chaotic world of the Great Wilderness ruled by the extraterrestrial demons, a group of strange people with drastically changed personalities appeared.
(End of this chapter)