The diplomat sent by the Desert Kingdom was a middle-aged man in his forties. He had no armor. He was wearing the traditional clothing of the Desert Kingdom, a black tube skirt. According to them, the name of this clothing It's called "Kufiye".

His entourage did not wear armor, but only carried a few scimitars, which were obviously only used to prevent goblins, ogres and other monsters from attacking them, and did not intend to fight the Gran Kingdom again.

Robb was in the courtyard of his church, sitting on his favorite stone chair, and warmly welcomed the diplomatic team who came to send money. Well, it's just sitting still and waiting for them to come in front of you.

He didn't even leave the stone chair with his ass, and of course he saved everything from standing up to meet him.

However, none of the diplomatic corps from this desert kingdom dared to be dissatisfied with him, nor did he dare to look down on this lazy guy, because he had already proven his greatness in the battle to defeat the Sphinx, which made Everyone in the desert kingdom couldn't help but change their colors when they heard the words "Robert".

The diplomat respectfully bowed in front of Robb: "Dear Mr. Robb, I would like to extend my sincerest greetings to you on behalf of the Desert Kingdom."

"It's easy to talk." Robb smiled and pointed to the opposite side of the stone table: "Sit down!"

The diplomat sat down across the stone table, and then solemnly said: "This time the subordinate came to Westwind Town, with the permission of Her Majesty the Queen of your country to redeem the three important nobles of our country."

"Well, Miss Queen has already told me about this." Robb smiled and said, "The price has been clearly written in the credential, the commander-in-chief is 1000 gold coins, the great shaman 600, and the Madara 600. , I have no objection, as long as I see the money, I will release people."

The diplomat nodded: "Okay, I will pay immediately."

He waved his hand, and a scimitar warrior dressed in "Cuffier" came over with a small box.

The box is not big, and Robb can tell at a glance that it is impossible to contain 2,200 gold coins.

The diplomat opened the lid of the box, and there really were no gold coins inside, only eight pieces of amber, three of which contained bugs.

"Huh?" Robb said, "Didn't you say you're ready to give the money? What are you doing?"

The diplomat said with a slight embarrassment: "This is how the defeat of the East Route Army made the Pharaoh very angry. He was very disappointed with the performance of all the generals of the East Route Army. He was unwilling to open the treasury to redeem people. Several nobles tried their own way to redeem people. However, these three nobles could not collect more than two thousand gold coins in a short time, so they searched and searched in the cabinets at home, and finally found these ambers. These things are all It is a valuable treasure, it should be able to..."

"You can be a ghost!" Robb interrupted him decisively: "It's just some resin dripped on the insects, and then petrified into a thing, which is worth a ghost. Just this kind of appearance, a certain treasure has only You can buy one for 20 yuan, want to use it to fool me?"

The diplomat basically didn't understand his mess of words, what resin, petrochemicals, a certain treasure, 20 yuan, but he heard one meaning, that is, Robb was not interested in amber at all.

The diplomat hurriedly said: "Mr. Robert, this is Amber, a very valuable thing."

"Valuable ghost, useless rubbish, it's about bluffing Xiaobai." Robb smiled and said, "I want to exchange this kind of **** for my three big living people. Unless I'm mentally retarded, I don't think this person needs to be changed. , Tear up the ticket and tear up the ticket."

The diplomat sweats profusely: "You must not tear the ticket! I will think of a way. Well, since Mr. Robert doesn't like Amber, then I can only try to take out gold coins... if it is not enough, you can look at this thing again. how."

He asked his men to take Amber down, and then brought a wooden barrel over.

This bucket is not big, only the size of an ordinary bucket, and it does not seem to contain much.

However, as soon as it was brought to the stone table, Robb smelled a pungent smell in his nose. His eyes couldn't help but light up, and he immediately thought of a certain kind of very, very important, and it happened to be a large amount. Something produced in the desert kingdom.

The diplomat opened the lid, and then a bucket of black, sticky liquid appeared in front of Robb.

Is it petroleum crude oil?

Robb was a little unsure. After all, in later life, he didn't see petroleum crude oil with his own eyes. He only saw gasoline extracted from petroleum crude oil.

He didn't talk nonsense about things that were uncertain, just put a smile on his face that seemed to have everything under control, squinted at the diplomat, and waited for him to explain himself.

Sure enough, what the diplomat brought out must of course be explained. He pretended to be mysterious and introduced a good thing and said: "The name of this thing is called kerosene! Don't look at it as dark as it looks ugly. It looks like, but it burns very powerfully. If it is used to make incendiary bombs, a large ship can be burned in a blink of an eye, and when it burns, it will produce highly poisonous, and enemies that cannot be burned will also be poisoned to death. We don’t have enough gold coins. Part of it, is it okay to use this kerosene?"

Hearing what he said, Robb was sure that it was really oil.

Amazing stuff!

Whether in conventional technology or game technology, oil plays a pivotal role.

Although Robb doesn’t know anything about chemical engineering, he has been playing the "Black Blade" game, there is a professional skill called "engineering", which contains a lot of engineering related to petroleum. Products.

Robb could not do those things before, but with oil, almost all oil-related products can be activated.

Robb's heart blossomed with joy, but he didn't move at all on the surface, and even showed contemptuous eyes: "No matter how fierce you are, this kind of black oil can only be used to light a fire. I can use fireball to light it. ."

After speaking, Robb put up a finger, and a fireball jumped up with his fingertips.

Seeing the flames lit up, the diplomat was shocked. He quickly picked up the oil drum on the table and jumped a long way back: "Mr. Robert, this thing will not touch the fire, it will blow us all up. Flying."

Robb pretended not to understand: "Isn't that equivalent to blasting? I will too!"

He pointed at the sky, and a big spark came out with a "bang" in the air.

The diplomat was taken aback. Like Robb, he didn't need to chant a spell, and he could explode with just one finger. It was crazy and scary.

He couldn't help feeling a little sad: It's over, it seems that Mr. Robert is not interested in kerosene either. He doesn’t need amber or kerosene. The three nobles feel that the 2,200 gold coins are a bit painful. They want me to try not to spend money. How can I talk about this business? ?