Just a few minutes after she had taken a casual stroll, the Soul Returner around her suddenly began to go mad.
These people seemed to have all received some incredibly good news at the same time. They were speaking in a language that the dragon couldn't understand, and then they started running around on the ground like a group of Thorn Rat that had spotted a large amount of food.
Seraphina minimized her presence and quietly moved to the side of a mobile fortress.
She was very familiar with this fortress; it had been stranded on the bank of a river in the Wilderness of Chaos, and she had been entrusted by Ed to reveal her true form and bring it back.
The Soul Returner had already swarmed several shops, but there were hardly any people around this mobile fortress.
Seraphina could understand. She had originally planned to sell the goods intermittently over a month, but they sold out on the very first day of sales, which was something that most merchants could not imagine.
Logically, the Gray, who had made a fortune, should have already embarked on their journey back to the Great Labyrinth City. However, while their goods were indeed sold out, the wooden parts that Ed had promised to deliver were still in production.
The High-Quality Charcoal Processing Plant recently welcomed a new batch of workers, but unfortunately, their personalities are still sharp and distinct, not yet smoothed out by the relentless assembly line.
Many of these Stained Ones labor camp inmates had poor attitudes, and some even dared to express their dissatisfaction by lowering product quality.
Ed already knew about these things and was sending Motley with the Wild Hunt to deal with them.
Following the Battle Commando, Ed has developed a new use for the Wild Hunt Legion.
Aren't those Stained Ones Priests and Stained Ones Holy Crusaders, who are being tortured to the point of near death in the Dungeon, the best candidates for management?
They were twisted and ruthless, terrified of Ed while simultaneously trying to drag their companions down with them—the perfect candidates for a ruthless foreman.
Although it would take some time to adapt to the environment, Ed remained convinced of the decisive role classical mechanics played in the negotiations, and he was certain that the batch of parts promised to Gray would be delivered within a week.
Seraphina approached the side of the mobile fortress and saw Gray and Nora sitting idly behind the counter.
The two actually had nothing left to sell, but since they were already there, they would occasionally set up a stall, acting like a pair of merchant NPCs who had encountered a bug.
Seraphina knocked on the counter, and Nora was the first to look up.
The mechanic looked at the short, hooded man in front of him and asked in confusion:
"Sir, we're out of stock. Is there anything else you need?"
Did you bring any mithril ore this time?
She asked casually, slightly lifting her hood to reveal her dragon horns.
Gray finally realized who the "person" in front of him was.
His impression of Seraphina was still that of a giant dragon that could carry the Antasia around with just two claws. After comparing it with his memory, he realized that the girl in front of him seemed to be the same girl who bought all the mithril ore when he first visited the Second Holy See.
Of course, she didn't pay at the time; Ed paid for it for her later.
"So it's the esteemed Red Dragon Lord..."
Faced with this powerful but unpredictable creature, Gray's tone still carried a hint of merchant flattery:
"I'm very sorry, we didn't bring any mithril ore with us this time because we have a special mission here at the Second Holy See... Please forgive us."
Seraphina glanced at the empty counter and asked:
So you're only here to sell robotic arms?
Gray nodded:
"Yes, I will no longer stay outside of the Second Holy See, so I will be unable to collect mithril ore from the settlements along the way."
"Are there any robotic arms?"
The dragon girl's questioning surprised Gray, but in fact, it was Seraphina's true character.
Although she is 150 years old, from the perspective of the dragon race, Seraphina is still a very young dragon. Many of her ideas are not old-fashioned, and she has never regarded mechanical creations as strange and ingenious tricks.
Moreover, after being exposed to Ed's economics lessons, Seraphina's horizons had broadened considerably. Looking at the empty display cases in front of her, she even developed a bit of interest in the in-demand robotic arms.
This substance contains a large amount of metal, and metal smelting is precisely the area where the Red Dragon excels.
If this contains enormous profits, could I get a share of it?
With that thought in mind, Seraphina saw a hint of conflict on Gray's face.
Why was Gray conflicted?
Of course, it's because he also has a robotic arm.
In addition to the two custom-made ones he always prepared for Nora, he also accepted sponsorship from several owners of prosthetic shops before leaving the Great Labyrinth City.
Even though order has collapsed, this world has never lacked intelligent people.
After learning that a faction across the Wilderness of Chaos had established contact with the Great Labyrinth City, the group went to great lengths to finally find Gray and presented him with several exquisite pieces from their shop as gifts.
Those prosthetic bodies were not only exquisitely crafted and made with high-quality materials, but they were also engraved with the manufacturer's information and the address of the shop in the Great Labyrinth City, clearly indicating that they had made ample preparations for a possible repurchase.
Gray, however, did not look down on the bosses' behavior. The social atmosphere in Graycast Corridor was relatively open, and businessmen and their activities were not looked down upon.
Even Gray himself expressed understanding and respect for the actions of the prosthetic arm owners and promised to find the most suitable owners for the robotic arms.
As for why previous players couldn't get these rare mechanical arms from him, it's because with their level and attributes, they couldn't even fully control the basic standard model, let alone such a high-end custom model.
For the players, Gray's behavior is understandable.
The trust level isn't high enough. Just wait for a few random tasks to appear and then grind it up.
But there's more than one way to get a custom robotic arm from Gray. Seraphina disdained using any trust points; she simply looked at Gray, making him feel like he was sitting on pins and needles...
Soon, several custom-designed robotic arms were placed in front of the Dragon Girl, like flowers in Sea of Flowers, for her to admire and play with.
Seraphina's gaze swept over several mechanical arms, each with its own unique features, and finally settled on the last one, a combat mechanical arm with a somewhat distinctive design.
Seeing the dragon girl's gaze lock onto him, Gray's merchant personality kicked in, and he immediately began his introduction:
"Dear guest, this is a mechanical arm personally crafted by a veteran mechanic with thirty years of experience in the Great Labyrinth City of the Graycast Corridor. As you can see, the fist is inlaid with extremely rare Amber Dragon scales, which the old mechanic personally dug up on the battlefield when he was young..."
"Fake."
Seraphina said coldly.