"Young man, do you want to do business with me? Do you want me to buy some mechanical products or do you want me to help you design something?" High Tinker Mekkatorque, who was rescued from the tree, said to Aaron while slapping the smoke and snow dust on his body.
The image of Mekkatorque is no different from the great craftsman Aaron is familiar with. His bald head is surrounded by silver hair, and he wears silver goggles. His silver-white beard shows the vicissitudes of life that this dwarf has experienced.
However, the great craftsman's condition at the moment did not look good. Not only did his clothes appear to be in tatters, but his face was also stained with black soot. He was not carrying his iconic Wrench of Promised Victory. He also had a parachute backpack on his back. Mekkatorque and the dwarfs around him were busy untying the parachute rope wrapped around him.
Aaron conveniently gave Mekkatorque a brush of Holy Light, helping him heal the minor wounds scraped by the branches, and said, "Master craftsman, I don't want to buy anything from you, but I want to sell you something."
"Sell it to me?" Mekkatorque raised his head, glanced at Aaron, and said, "Paladin, I don't know what you want to sell me, but if it's something like ore, I suggest you sell it to the dwarves, they like those things better."
"Ore? No, no, I have some machinery here that I want to sell to you."
"Machine? Goblin's product?" After hearing the word machine, Mekkatorque immediately said with some disdain, "Young man, what I want to say is that the mechanical products of those profiteers are inferior products that can explode. We dwarfs don't look down on those things. If you want to sell Goblin's products for money, don't come to me."
Hearing this, Aaron couldn't help but curled his lips. You have the nerve to dislike Goblin's products. Don't the mechanical products manufactured by you dwarfs also have problems like this? I thought to myself, Aaron turned his attention to the wreckage of the rotorcraft that was still emitting black smoke. After experiencing the explosion just now, the rotorcraft was in even worse condition. Not to mention a lot of parts missing, the entire body was almost dyed black by the black smoke.
Noticing Aaron's wandering eyes, Mekkatorque seemed to be stimulated and jumped to Aaron and shouted, "Boy, what's that look in your eyes? My prototype is still under experiment. It's normal for something to go wrong. It's different from those Goblin who can only play with explosions, you know?"
Facing this big craftsman who looked like an old child, Aaron vaguely felt that he had found the trick to dealing with Mekkatorque, and said, "Then how do you know that the mechanical products I brought are unreliable? You haven't even seen it, but I saw with my own eyes the rotorcraft you made fell from the sky."
"Okay, I'll go take a look with you, kid. I'm telling you, if the gadgets you brought don't satisfy me, I... I'll let you be my test pilot." Mekkatorque glared at Aaron and said angrily.
"Okay, but if it is confirmed that what I bring is enough to satisfy you, you must also give me a condition that satisfies me."
"Humph, how is that possible? Even if Goblin's mechanical products don't explode once or twice, they will definitely explode after being used a few times. I'll go and have a look with you. I told you, boy, I'm not letting you test fly once." Because Aaron deliberately did not explain that what he brought was not Goblin's product, Mekkatorque continued to misunderstand it.
"Ah, I just saw this ship in the sky. I thought I was dazzled." After arriving below Dreadwake, Mekkatorque looked at it carefully Dreadwake, very softly, turned to Aaron and said, "Boy, I won't let you be a test pilot anymore, but when the time comes, what you bring will not satisfy me. You want me to study this ship carefully."
"No problem." Aaron believes that the Titans technological creations he brought back from Broken Isles will definitely satisfy Mekkatorque. Titans's technical ability is no joke. Just say that those machines can still move after thousands of years. This is much better than the mechanical products of the dwarves who have mechanical failures every now and then.
"Then we've agreed." Mekkatorque said to Aaron as he climbed up the rope ladder.
"Don't worry, this is your territory, I can still run away."
"That's true." Mekkatorque nodded in agreement, climbed to the deck, and said to Aaron, "Okay, boy, where are the things you brought?"
"Come with me, I'll put it in the cabin below." Aaron pointed to the entrance to the lower cabin on the nail plate and said to Mekkatorque.
Mekkatorque walked down the stairs without waiting for Aaron to lead the way.
Vereesa approached Aaron and asked in a low voice, "Is this the great craftsman?"
"Yes."
Just now, Vereesa didn't go to Mekkatorque with Aaron because he was still frightened by the explosion. Now you can imagine the surprise in his heart when he saw such a dwarf who was as angry as an old child.
"Most dwarfs have this character. You can see it from the Naxi dwarfs just now, right?"
"I thought a character like the Great Craftsman would be a little different." Vereesa shook her head slightly. She had rarely been exposed to dwarfs before, and the image of the Great Craftsman in her mind was basically a changed image of Terenas or Anasterian, which was naturally far from the actual image of Mekkatorque.
When Aaron and Vereesa arrived at the lower cabin, they saw that Mekkatorque had already pounced on the mechanical bodies collected by Aaron. They pounced on these machines without caring about their appearance, and carefully studied the details of these machines.
"Boy, let me ask you, where did you get these good things?" Mekkatorque heard the movement of Aaron and Vereesa coming down, and turned to look at Aaron, with a fiery brilliance shining in his eyes.
"Don't worry about where they come from. I just want to ask, are these enough to satisfy you?" Aaron said to Mekkatorque with a proud smile on his face.
The great craftsman nodded hurriedly. "Satisfied, absolutely satisfied. Although these machines all look shabby, the technology they demonstrate is very useful for reference. Don't worry, kid, I will definitely get you the most generous treatment."
"Strive for it?" Aaron thought that in his excitement, Mekkatorque would give himself an offer that he could not refuse. From what Mekkatorque said, it seemed that things were not that simple.
"Don't worry, kid, we dwarfs are not like Goblin, and we will definitely not lose you." Mekkatorque said to Aaron excitedly, and stepped out of the cabin up the stairs.
As soon as Aaron and Vereesa came aboard, they heard Mekkatorque standing on the side of the ship and shouting to the dwarfs below, "Quick, boys, go and invite the master craftsmen here, and tell them that I have something good here to show them."
After saying this, Mekkatorque seemed to remember something, and shouted to the dwarfs below, "Go and get my wrench, I want to use it!"
"Master Craftsman?" Aaron realized something at this time. He seemed to have made a self-righteous mistake.
Unlike Eastern Kingdoms countries where monarchy is generally practiced, although the dwarfs also have a great craftsman who is above all dwarfs, and this great craftsman can indeed be called the dwarf king, the actual political system of the gnomes is more similar to Dalaran.
The real decision-making body of the gnomes is an organization called Tinkers' Court. Although Mekkatorque is the undisputed number one among the gnomes in terms of reputation and contribution, any major issues that the gnomes have must be decided jointly by the members of Tinkers' Court.
On the bright side, Mekkatorque really regards the mechanical products brought by Aaron as very important things to the dwarfs, and it is because they value it that they invite the members of Tinkers' Court to discuss it together.
But this also means that Aaron has to deal with the top people in the entire dwarf kingdom, which has been a lot of trouble for Aaron. Now Aaron can only hope that the dwarfs all have similar personalities to Mekkatorque, and will not do anything that is not the same.
With this slightly complicated mood, Aaron watched Mekkatorque plunge into the lower cabin again to continue studying the machinery.