Magic? My Iron Torrent will sweep it all away!

Chapter 198 The Orcs' Trade List

The effects of runes are enormous!

For example, if a carriage is inlaid with stabilizing runes, it will not be as bumpy, and its lifespan will be extended.

Lin Mo subconsciously thought of rockets. If a weight-reduction rune were embedded in a rocket, would it be possible to transport more satellites with less fuel?

If a missile were inlaid with an explosive rune, wouldn't its power increase several times over?

To be even bolder, what if an aircraft carrier were equipped with four fan blades, like a large drone?

If we use the newly developed nuclear fusion power source and embed multiple weight-reducing runes, wouldn't we have a flying space carrier?

Lin Mo became more and more excited as he thought about it.

Thorin, seeing the wide-eyed expressions on Lin Mo and the other two's faces, stroked his long beard smugly.

He believed that both the dwarves' expertise in equipment and their unique rune technology were enough to drive these otherworldly beings mad.

Lin Mo calmed himself down, his gaze sweeping over the valuable items before settling on the last category on the list.

Beverages: Dwarven specialties such as strong dark beer, highland ale, and honey wine...

The description boasts that these wines have a rich taste and unique flavor, and are considered the finest brews of the dwarves.

Lin Mo raised his head, looked at Thorin, and had a half-smile on his face.

Thorin looked somewhat puzzled.

"What's wrong? Is there a problem with our goods?"

Suddenly, the scene of being dominated by that strong liquor called "Erguotou" a few days ago involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

And then there's the "Daxia Beer," which, after being chilled, bursts in your mouth with its malty aroma and effervescence.

Compared to those wines, the fine wines on my list that I'm so proud of seem... rather inadequate.

Thorin's face turned visibly red, the redness spreading from the base of his neck to his ears, even his beard couldn't cover it.

He's like someone who's trying to teach a fish to swim, overestimating his own abilities.

The air in the command room seemed to freeze for a moment.

"cough!"

Thorin coughed loudly, as if trying to cough up the awkwardness.

"Of course, no problem." Lin Mo smiled. If he didn't speak up soon, the dwarf elder would probably dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his feet.

"We will purchase some for research purposes."

"Once free trade is established, I believe many people in our Great Xia will also appreciate the unique flavor of your dwarf tribe's wines."

Having been given a way out, Thorin's expression softened considerably. He grunted, accepting the explanation.

Lin Mo then turned to the orc chieftain who had been standing quietly.

"Chief Grom, where is your inventory list?"

"Oh, oh! Here it is!"

Grom snapped out of his daze and quickly pulled out a tanned animal hide scroll from his pocket, handing it over.

This animal skin scroll is larger and coarser than the dwarf's parchment.

Lin Mo reached out and took it, then unfolded it.

next second.

Lin Mo: "???"

Zhao Gang and Long Zhan also came over, and after seeing what was on it, their expressions became quite interesting.

There were no weapons, no ores, and no other items on the animal hide scroll.

The painting depicts various orcs, with their races and "specialties" labeled in Common.

Cat-eared tribe: with keen hearing, agile movements, and skilled in sewing, cleaning, serving, and scouting.

Minotaur: Born with superhuman strength, thick skin and flesh, skilled in farming, logging, carrying heavy objects, and warriors.

Centaur: Swift movement, great stamina, suitable as messengers and warriors.

Werewolves: with a keen sense of smell, fearless and ruthless, natural warriors and pursuers.

Bearman: With amazing defensive capabilities and strength second only to the Minotaur, they excel at defense.

Winged People: Possess the ability to fly and are skilled in reconnaissance and aerial combat.

……

The list was densely packed, listing more than a dozen types of orcs.

"Good heavens, this is practically human trafficking!"

As soon as Lin Mo spoke, he noticed Grom's ashen face and realized he had said the wrong thing.

Zhao Gang suddenly spoke up to defuse the situation:

"On our planet, this is called labor dispatch."

"The orc tribe is probably similar to a labor agency."

Lin Mo understood immediately and gave a wry smile.

If that's the case, then humans and the other side aren't that different; they're both like cattle and horses.

Orcs have no special talents, lack the wisdom of the holy humans, and cannot learn magic.

There are no elves who are favored by nature and born with magic.

Unlike dwarfs, they don't enjoy studying.

With only brute strength, he worked in the fields, farmed, and fought, eventually becoming a rideshare driver...

On the continent of Terra, the orcs have carved out their own niche.

The list also details the tiers and prices of the "Combat Power Servants".

Prices are clearly marked, from level one to level seven.

The description states: Orcs possess innate fighting instincts, are highly adaptable, and can survive in various harsh environments.

They have naturally tough skin that can withstand some physical attacks.

Among them, elite warriors can enter a "berserk" state during battle, greatly increasing their attack power and speed, and becoming fearless in the face of death.

Lin Mo was secretly tempted.

Such a mercenary force, with physical abilities far exceeding those of humans and fearless in the face of death, must possess formidable combat power.

Moreover, what troubles humanity most right now is the lack of means to deal with high-level demons.

It's fine at a distance; missiles can be launched.

But what if the enemy manages to break through to our position?

Could they possibly launch missiles to wipe them all out at once?

To injure the enemy by a thousand, you will also suffer eight hundred losses yourself!

The employment services offered by the orcs can solve these pain points perfectly.

For some reason, Lin Mo's thoughts inexplicably shifted to another issue that couldn't be explored further:

It seems that there is no reproductive isolation between species on Terra?

What exactly did the Holy Humans do to the animals back then?

Lin Mo suppressed the indescribable thoughts in his mind, raised his head, and forced himself to remain calm.

He looked at Grom, who was looking expectant, and asked:

"Chief Grom, I have a question."

Grom: "Please speak."

"We have employed your people, whether as servants or warriors, in case..."

"What should we do if they desert their posts at work or abandon their posts on the battlefield?"

"We can't possibly go through all that trouble to go to your tribe to demand someone back just for a cat-eared maid, can we?"

"If our hired soldiers cause serious losses due to desertion, who will we turn to for justice?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Grom's massive body shuddered violently, rapidly turning a deep red.

"You are insulting us!"

His thunderous voice boomed in the command room, causing the centaur's body to tense instinctively. His iron hooves slammed heavily onto the alloy floor, producing a dull thud.

"Orcs value the spirit of contracts above all else!"

"We are different from those cunning humans!"

He stared with wide, round eyes, his emotions running high.

Thorin, who was standing nearby, was startled and quickly spoke up.

"Hey! Man! Calm down!"

What cunning humans? Isn't that insulting the Great Xia people as well?