Just like the thing in front of me, what do you think of Rozim? At first glance, it was a human, but it was stronger than everyone present, even Rozim, with his shoulders almost as wide as a bull, his muscles exposed between his arms and armor were thick like tree stumps, and he was wearing a red block armor, which looked quite advanced. A metal rune was embedded in the center of the chest of the armor. There was a pair of copper bell-like eyes on the head, a big and flat nose, and a red beard in the circle of his lips.
These are actually nothing, it's normal.
However, however—
He is only a little over half the height of Rozim.
He didn't see the popular mother-daughter flower he wanted to see, but he only had a muscle dwarf. Lao Luo's face quickly became even more terrifying than the Eye of Fear.
"Damn it, you dare to lie to me, right? You deserve to beat me up!"
Rozim waved.
"Home, throw this dwarf out and don't hang him outside the ship!"
"Wait--"
When he saw a few people gathered around, the short accus immediately raised one hand and said in rough Gothic language:
"It's so exhausting, I'm with Qi Xingcai, and Qi Xingcai!"
As he said that, he lowered his head and patted the left chest of the armor on his body.
"Add to the point of being angry-Oh, it's finally gone."
At this time, Loken seemed to have seen something and grabbed Rozim.
"Wait, he seems... not a dwarf."
"Of course!"
The short ahn looked up.
"I am the chief salesman of Votemal's daily necessities production and sales company, a non-military subsidiary of the Votemal Alliance Yumier Enterprise Group!"
"What's the matter?"
Loken nodded suddenly and said to Rozim:
"It's a short man."
"What short person? Can you change your backward biology classification? It's a rosy!"
Rozim turned to Loken.
"Short man? Side man? Look at what he wears in a different shape."
"Uh... this is still debated in the field of alien taxonomy. Most scholars tend to think that they are human subspecies similar to Oglin in high gravity environments, and they are not much different from humans in appearance. Uh... In addition to height, there are also short people or even dwarfs among normal people. As far as I see, they tend to be human subspecies."
"Then I haven't heard of it before."
"It seems that the range of short people's activities is very small, and the area they live in is still a mystery. Some people think it is in the center of the Galaxy, some people think they are on the edge of the Galaxy, and it is unknown whether they can sail subspace... You know, the scientific research uncertainty of the empire is too strong, and the information dissemination is also slow. However, unlike Oglin, the short people seem to have their own independent technology and civilization. Whether this involves some dangerous technologies is not determined within the mechanical education. However, for example, the casting world like Huangquan No. 8, I heard that I like very short people to trade."
“So…”
Rozim turned his gaze back to the short man, but found that the other party had run to Isven at some point. It turned out that this "first mate" had spilled some on his body while drinking water, and was about to find something to wipe it.
"Brother, use this."
The short man took out a round white pie from his belt.
"Our company's latest product is best sold in Galaxy."
Isven frowned and took a step back, looking at the thing in his hand, shook his head.
“I don’t eat cookies.”
"What, this is not a cookie, this is a Wotan compressed towel. Our compressed towel is small in size and easy to carry. After opening it, it is as big as a round cake. It will become larger and higher in water, and it has strong water absorption."
As he said that, he took the water cup from Isven's hand, then put the thing in the quilt for a moment and took it out again, and it turned out to become a towel.
"...... After opening it, it is a larger and thickened towel. No matter how hard it is, it will not make any damage, and it will not lose hair or floss. It is no problem to use it seven or eight times. It is very convenient to bring it with you on business trips. Use it to wipe your feet, then wipe your mouth, and your face. It is clean and hygienic. It also comes with a super disinfection effect. What viruses, bacteria and dangerous chemicals can be eliminated by just one wipe. It can be used as first aid products. What? Where to buy it? Just place an order here, buy five tons and get five tons, which is enough for 100 tons and also ship it to your door."
Isven stared at her eyes and opened her mouth slightly, as if she hadn't come back to her senses.
Rozim came over and picked up the towel and looked at it for a while.
"Hey, this thing seems to be pretty good."
Hearing this, the short man turned around, his face full of professional smirks.
"As soon as I saw this captain, I knew the goods. This is my unique product. How many tons do I need?"
"How many tons did you bring?"
"There aren't many goods on hand now, about three tons."
Rozim sneered.
"Then I'll have it all, as this time the loss of work and mental loss."
The smile on the short man's face was frozen, but he didn't expect to just leave the tiger's den and enter the wolf's den again.
"This... man, we are all civilized people, so we can't rob."
"What is robbery? You deceived me with feelings, what's wrong with me? I have spent so much effort to save you, so shouldn't you give me some? I've done my best to not throw you off the boat now."
The short man's facial muscles were thrust, then his eyes turned and he smiled:
"This captain, there is no need to do this. There are not many three tons of goods. Why not let's work together? Do this big business together. This thing must be very marketable in the Big Vortex."
Rozim touched his chin for a while, then said:
“Isn’t this a product of your company?”
"Well, it was actually my personal research and development. The company is not optimistic, so I used all my savings to produce a batch to open the market in the Big Vortex. Unfortunately, I encountered pirates... However, although most of the goods were discounted, I had a production formula, so I could do it immediately after finding a small workshop, that is, it just requires some capital."
"hiss--"
Rozim frowned and looked at the things in his hand, then looked back at Loken. The other party just shrugged, and the meaning was obvious - don't ask him about this kind of thing.
"It's not impossible, but I also have a batch of goods to be processed at the Big Vortex."
Seeing this, the short man's eyes lit up, and he rubbed his hands and came to Rozim.
"I'm familiar with this, I'm familiar with both black and white."
“That’s mine.”
Rozim pointed to the cabin and raised his eyebrows mysteriously.
"But a special product."
"I understand, I understand, there is a black market in the Holy Point Galaxy that specializes in collecting special commodities, and I am familiar with it."
"Okay, let's have a happy cooperation."
As he said that, Rozim reached out.
"My name is Rozim, and I am determined to marry 99 wives and become the largest businessman in the Galaxy."
"My name is Dogo Koj, uh...why are there 99?"
"Because the old man said that only our emperor grandfather can marry 100."
Afterwards, Rozim introduced other members one by one. When he learned that there were Green Skins and Hrudes in the team, Dogo Koje was so scared that he almost wanted to sneak into the lifeboat to escape. Fortunately, after Rozim's verbal explanation, he finally realized that this was a multiracial crime group.
Chapter completed!