This half-elf not only has a system

Chapter 87 Lord of the Jungle (3)

We both stayed together for about thirty seconds, you looking at me and I looking at yours.

The other party was still a little impatient. They didn't come towards us as a whole, but a small plane flew towards us.

Only then did I notice that they had something like headphones on their heads, which should be communication devices.

We were probably discussing who would negotiate.

"Boss, be careful." Eric reminded.

"Don't worry, Eric, they won't do anything." Zulu defended.

"Don't trust other teams in the underground city. There are no rules here." Tesla emphasized.

The plane did not fly towards us at the same altitude, but landed slowly.

The small plane stopped on the ground six meters in front of us.

A green goblin came out from under the hatch. His appearance was not much different from that of Zulu. Maybe I am blind to goblins. I feel that they are the same as orcs and there is no difference in appearance.

It's just that there is a big difference in how they dress. The shop owner I met before was very gorgeously dressed, and Zulu and Zubi didn't have much requirements for clothing.

The gnome in front of us is dressed in a steampunk style, and the glasses on his right eye are also very conspicuous.

He walked to about three meters in front of us and bowed to Lailai.

"Hello, sir, thank you for your help." The goblin said.

"You're welcome, this is just a warm-up exercise for us. Besides, if you want to thank me, just thank my master!"

"Owner?"

The goblin glanced around us thoughtfully.

I found that his eyes were fixed on Zulu and Zubi.

“Oh my gosh, thank you for your help!”

he immediately exclaimed.

Zulu and Zubi also looked confused. They also knew that the goblin was talking to them.

"Two great goblin warriors, thank you for your help!" he continued.

"I think... you are mistaken." Zulu quickly rejected his kindness.

Zubi also looked at me.

But what do I say...

"You don't need to explain or evade. You are our benefactor. Goblins have always been a simple and humble race. I understand your thoughts."

After the goblin finished speaking, he turned around and waved to the goblin behind them, and made a V sign.

"What does that mean?" I asked Zulu in a low voice.

"That's the goblin's gesture of safety..." Zulu's voice was also a little softer, feeling very embarrassed.

The giant robot over there began to move toward this side, and so did the airplanes.

"My name is Duke Druk Nefara Kirk Raditz Dolang. I haven't asked you your name yet?"

This is another goblin with a long name.

"My name is Zulu, this is my brother, his name is Zubi." Zulu replied.

"Zulu?....I understand. Mr. Zulu is really humble. There is a reason why you don't use your real name. I won't ask further."

Do you have delusions of persecution?

"Come on, come on and thank Master Zulu."

The robot knelt down and opened the hatch on its head. Several other goblins also came down.

To be honest, I really can't recognize who they are. Even their clothes are basically the same shape, except that the five robot pilots are wearing blue clothes.

"Thank you, Lord Zulu, for your life-saving grace."

They all said in unison, as if they had been rehearsed, and the choir was not as neat as them.

"..."

I have felt the psychological pressure of both Zulu and Zubi.

"Boss, what should I do?" the silly Zulu asked me.

The other people could only snicker from the sidelines, and it couldn’t be said that they were watching a show. In fact, I also felt like I was watching a show.

After all, I have never encountered this kind of thing before, and exposing it in public is a bit disrespectful and embarrassing.

"You can say whatever you want. Opportunities are precious."

Zulu and Zubi themselves want to see their big robots, regardless of race, after all, this thing is a man's romance.

"I..." Zulu muttered a little.

"Lord Zulu, tell me what you need, and we will help you within our capabilities!" said the goblin who reported his name.

"I want to visit..."

"Want to take a tour of our new equipment? No problem, you can come."

Zulu was interrupted before he could say anything.

I am certain of one thing now. Goblins are really a simple and hospitable race, but their enthusiasm is a bit too much.

But no matter what, it is better than the warlike race.

A group of them immediately came over and lifted Zulu and Zubi, and we did not stop them.

I checked the levels just now. These guys are between level 35 and 40. If there are no good birds, it will only take a few seconds.

Besides, the level of goblins is high, so without equipment, they should have no fighting ability, just like the ancestors of Zulu.

At level 20, I can't even beat level 16 Eric, and I rarely participate in training. This is also because I didn't consider racial talents before.

The two people were immediately carried to the side of the robot.

We followed suit.

"You can also come, followers of Master Zulu Ancestor, the benefactor is ours!"

said a driver.

During this period of time, everyone has been taught by me. In some aspects, their current views cannot be said to be extremely righteous, but they are not so hot.

"How did you fix the joints of the robot? This weight should not be bearable by ordinary metal."

Zulu immediately put aside his embarrassment when he came to the robot and asked immediately.

"It's just ordinary metal, just an alloy. We make the metal into something similar to a rope and weave it together to improve the toughness and load-bearing capacity, and also improve the maneuverability." The driver said.

Isn't that just steel bars?

"Is there such an operation?" Zubi exclaimed.

"It's like this. Aircraft are made using traditional manufacturing methods. This giant robot is just a test machine. Through this time, we also know the shortcomings of the test machine." The goblin with a long name said.

"How do you solve the energy problem?"

"Although you are our benefactor, this matter is a tribal secret, so I can't answer you."

Even so, the goblin engineer was still very polite.

"Oh...well, it doesn't matter if you don't say it, I can understand." Zulu replied.

But his expression didn't say that. He still had a strong desire for knowledge.

"Do you want to try it out?" the goblin with a long name asked.

Zulu was startled.

It’s not that he doesn’t want to try, maybe he thinks it’s impossible.

"is it okay?"

"Absolutely no problem, Lord Zulu."

Zulu immediately climbed into the cockpit, and Zubi climbed up behind him.

"Three more people." The guy with a super long name said.

"What do you mean?" Lailai asked.

"Please don't be nervous. Traditional robots only require one person to operate. The large one requires five people to operate. The first is the problem of magic power supply. The second is that it is huge and cannot be controlled by one person. So more people are needed.”

As the guy explained, Lailai stopped interjecting.

"Old... Mr. An Zi, do you want to come?"

This guy can still think of me even after he's gone up. I really didn't hurt them in vain.

Zulu waved to me from above.

The third driver who was about to climb up also stopped.

"Is that okay?" I asked the goblin.

He also had the same attitude and said to me with a smile: "No problem, I said, Lord Zulu's people are our people."

"There are eight of us in total, can we all try it?"

I continued to ask.

The guy with the super long name looked at Zulu, waiting for a reply.

Is this the legendary anti-customer policy?

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