Long looked at Weir in surprise, not knowing what he was talking about.

Dragon doesn't understand, but Kerrah knows it very well.

"Ville, I didn't tell you at the beginning, do you need to keep it at low temperature? Otherwise, it will expire in half a year."

A smile appeared on Weir's face.

"Have you told me, Ms. Kerrah."

Kerra began to think, then vaguely thought that Vir was full of blood at the beginning, and she just wanted to complete the task as soon as possible and leave. Perhaps, it seemed like she had told me.

"That, I~, it seems like I've told you."

"like?"

"Hey, ahem, don't care about these things, I'll help you change it, the female hormone provider is here."

Hearing the conversation between the two people, another person in the room emitted light in his eyes.

"What did I hear, Thunder Sword Boy, do you want to become a woman? If so, I can inject female hormones into you right away."

Hearing the words of the shemale king Ivankov, the room became very quiet, and Ivankov also knew that he seemed to have said something wrong.

"Hey, hahaha, I'm kidding."

But seeing Virna staring at him, Ivankov's head broke out with cold sweat. What was going on with this feeling that it seemed to be targeted by some terrifying creature?

"Mr. Vir, don't care, Ivankov likes to joke."

"Yes, Ivan is joking."

"Come on, everyone, try this fruit. I found it on a deserted island. It has not been named yet, but it tastes very good."

The cadres of the Revolutionary Army quickly began to smooth things over, and the atmosphere began to become more and more energetic.

"I don't want to become a woman, but I want to use this to question some stubborn guys.

But Ivankov, I heard you have a strange recipe, and I wonder if we can trade it."

Hearing Ville's words, the strange atmosphere disappeared and returned to normal again.

"I can provide you with magnetic hormones now, but that way to cook ~."

Ivankov became silent and began to think.

The others in the Revolutionary Army said nothing, but were waiting for Ivankov's reply, that their Revolutionary Army would not force their companions to do anything.

"Weapons, I can provide you with a lot of weapons."

The cadres of the Revolutionary Army here all looked at Weir with burning eyes.

Because the beliefs of the Revolutionary Army are constantly spreading in the world, more and more like-minded partners are willing to join them, but not everyone is a strong man. Some ordinary people need guns and other weapons to arm themselves very much.

The weapons produced by the Revolutionary Army are far from enough to use, so many of the bottom members of the Revolutionary Army are still fighting empty-handed.

Dragon was different from others. He didn't think that Vier could provide them with too many weapons. Vier was indeed strong, but he knew that Vier did not have any power, nor even a real subordinate, and had no one.

"I don't know how many weapons the Thunder Sword Boy can provide. If the number is really huge, then I can hand over that kind of recipe to you. It's a mysterious recipe I got in an ancient country. Although I have learned some, I have learned less than one-tenth of it."

It seems that Ivankov also doubted how many weapons Vir mentioned were.

"Uh, I don't know much about how much it can be provided.

With the title of Thunder Sword Hero, of course you will doubt my ability, but what if you rely on the title of ‘kill’.”

The revolutionary army cadres in the room seemed to be pinched to their throats, silent.

"You are the 'kill' of the dark world? The 'kill' that is as famous as 'joker'?"

Haku, the fishman, looked at Weir in disbelief, because the name ‘kill’ represents too much meaning in the dark world.

"To be precise, I'm considered a 'kill', but I rarely participate in some things in the dark world, just a name."

Ivankov and Long looked at each other, then nodded.

"Okay, that mysterious recipe can be given to you, but I need you to tell me a quantity, and you can provide the number of weapons."

When he heard Ivankov's words, Weir became a little interested. What he wanted was the cooking methods mastered by the shemale, but unexpectedly, the cooking methods of the shemale actually came from a mysterious recipe from an ancient country, which made Weir even more interested.

"Wait, I'll contact someone."

After saying that, Weir took out a blue phone bug.

This is a very rare telephone bug, which is even less rare than the black telephone bug used for monitoring.

This type of telephone bug has several characteristics: it will not be monitored and will not simulate the voice and appearance of the caller. The sound made by this telephone bug is always the first time it has heard.

Although this type of phone bug is powerful, it is not without its shortcomings. It cannot make too long-distance calls. For example, Vir is now in the world, and it is completely impossible to talk to people in the first half of the Great Road. Moreover, the number of this type of phone bug is extremely rare, and there are only dozens of them all over the world.

"Bolu, Bolu, Bolu."

Kajia, the phone worm was picked up, and a hoarse voice came.

“This is ‘joker’.”

“It’s me, ‘kill’.”

At this time, Dover, who was Dresrosa, was full of doubts. This was the first time that Vir used this phone bug to contact him, and he didn't know what was going on.

"I want to mobilize a batch of weapons, and now I can get about how many."

Dover, opposite the phone bug, did not answer directly, but heard a low voice. It seemed that he didn't know the specific number.

"I have about 30,000 long spears here now, about 10,000 pistols, and there are about dozens of cannons without specific calculations. Are you needed now?"

Hearing the numbers reported by the phone bug, the cadres of the Revolutionary Army swallowed their saliva and looked fiery in their eyes.

They need these weapons so much. With these weapons, their subordinates will suffer a lot of casualties.

"I know, I will contact you again when I need it and see you again."

After saying that, Weir hung up the phone bug and looked at the revolutionary army present.

"Thunder Sword Boy, if it is a weapon of this number, then our deal will be completed."

Weir put away the phone bug and got up and was about to leave.

"Wait, I haven't finished my words yet, we can talk about the kit again."

Hearing Ivankov's words, Vill sat down again.

Do these revolutionary troops think he is stupid? Such a number of weapons actually exchanged for a recipe? Even if you add a mysterious title to the recipe, it is still a recipe!

It is true that Weir is generous, but if he is regarded as a sucker, he will not tolerate it.

"It seems that through the previous transaction, you regarded me as a sucker. For the last chance, if I am not satisfied with the conditions you put forward, then the transaction will end. If you have the ability to keep me, then you will make a profit."

Hearing Ville's words, the revolutionary army began to think.
Chapter completed!