Chapter 343: Jack's departure
The finale of the third round of auctions is a magic ship.
It uses a three-masted warship as the skeleton, many key parts are reinforced with steel plates, and there are four watertight compartments in the front and rear to ensure buoyancy. At the same time, these four watertight cabins are also four magic circles, which can provide four spells: "Wind Creation", "Fire Arrow", "Dispel Nimbus" and "Detect Creatures". This ship sails on the sea and can gallop with the strong wind created by wind making, without being restricted by wind direction and ocean current; when a storm comes, it can rely on the spell to disperse rain clouds to create a temporary safety zone for itself, greatly improving escape By detecting creatures, it can effectively avoid those powerful sea beasts; and if it is absolutely necessary to fight, the continuous fire arrows are shot, and the combat power is enough to sink an ordinary warship in a few minutes.
Such a ship is naturally the love of every navigator, especially an adventurer. Jack listened to the introduction and looked at the model of the magic ship in the air, his eyes almost bulged out. If it weren't for the fact that there were only models and no boats on the auction floor, Panda suspects that he might even rush to touch or even lick it desperately.
Well, licking boats or something is already very popular. Panda remembered that many people in the guild used to shout something like "Lexington is my wife" all day long, which was a step further than licking the boat.
This magic ship is the only thing in the whole auction that pandas can't afford, but... he didn't actually buy anything, he just came to watch the fun.
The old businessman sitting next to him didn't buy anything either. Most of the small and medium businessmen in the hall on the ground floor didn't buy anything.
As far as this big auction is concerned, they can only be regarded as passers-by and extras.
Back at the martial arts hall, Jack pondered for a long time. The next morning, he said that he was ready to leave now for the Republic of West Brunei.
Panda was not surprised, just asked: "Have you decided?"
"Well! It's decided! You also said that my growth has reached a bottleneck, and the next improvement will depend on accumulation over time. With my ability, as long as I act with the caravan, there is almost no risk. In this case, it is almost me. Time to go." Jack said seriously.
Panda looked at him and saw seriousness on his face, no intention of being lazy or opportunistic.
So Panda nodded and asked again, "How much do you estimate it will cost?"
"I can do some part-time jobs in the store, and I shouldn't spend a few dollars on the road. Just prepare for the tuition... I estimate that a thousand gold coins will definitely be enough."
Panda gave him ten magic crystal coins: "Be careful with yourself. After you finish your studies, let someone send a letter to Tara Khan. I have friends who work there."
"Who am I going to write the letter to then?" Jack asked.
"Tarahan has a doctor Anka who runs a 'barefoot doctor's school'. You can send your letter there and send it to him when the time comes."
Jack was a little surprised. He didn't expect Mr. Bell Pan to know a very good doctor, but then he thought about Mr. Pan's ability, so he didn't feel strange.
Of course, people with ability should make friends with people with ability. It is also natural for people like Mr. Pan to make friends with famous doctors who can open doctor's schools.
He quickly packed up and said goodbye to the panda. Then I found a business association that specializes in eastern trade, and kept up with a caravan that was going to the East by working part-time, a common way for travelers.
The next morning, the sun had just risen, and the caravan set off.
Panda watched from a distance that he was wearing neat old leather armor and a long sword, like a fledgling adventurer, followed the carriage slowly away, and couldn't help laughing.
"At this time, I should probably say 'the wheel of history is rolling again'..."
He muttered to himself, found a professional middleman who was in charge of real estate sales, and planned to sell the martial arts gym.
"To be honest, the martial arts hall is not easy to sell." The middleman is also a fat man—most of the businessmen in Molai Port are fat men. After listening to Panda's introduction, he shook his head and said, "If you want to sell it at the price of a martial arts hall If it is sold out, then I estimate that even after several years, it may not be able to sell."
Panda asked: "Then if I want to sell it, what is the appropriate price?"
"Old house, if you sell the old house, someone should buy it." The middleman thought for a while and replied, "It's just a bit of a disadvantage. Your decoration and those martial arts equipment can't be counted in the house price."
Panda thought for a while, then asked, "If I want to keep the house look like, how much will it cost for a year?"
"Are you going out?"
"Yes, I'm going out for a few years," Panda said, "maybe even longer."
The middleman thought for a long time, and finally said: "If this is the case, I have a suggestion. You can talk to the Adventurer's Association and rent this martial arts hall to them at a lower price, and they will be responsible for keeping and taking care of it. "
"Rent it to them? What do they want this martial arts gym for? As a training ground?" Panda asked with some doubts, "The Adventurer's Association should have a training ground itself."
The middleman sighed and said, "Of course they have a training ground, and it's very big. But with the unfavorable situation on Norma's side, it is estimated that we will be in a more difficult situation for a while in the future. If conditions permit, we can do more. A training ground, with a little more training, is always good."
Only then did Panda understand, and said with a smile, "Since this is the reason, I can consider the rent to be cheaper. Just give me a gold coin a year."
This price is almost equivalent to living in vain, and the middleman couldn't help laughing: "Then, when you come back to Port Molai next time, you must remember to visit the Adventurer's Association, I believe they will be happy to invite you to dinner ."
Panda nodded, left the house voucher, and walked away without looking back.
He was not worried at all about the other party's appropriation of his own martial arts hall—the ownership of the property was registered. Unless this middleman is so powerful that he can find a high-level executive of Molaigang City Hall, fabricate a fake real estate transfer agreement, and find a powerful magician to fake his magic signature, otherwise, he will not be able to come up with a decent record. .
What's more, he really doesn't care about a mere martial arts gym.
Saying goodbye to the real estate agent, he went directly to the port, intending to take a boat to the archipelago area.
The three docks in Molai Port are constantly in and out of the boats, densely packed. I believe that many of them should go to the archipelago area, but the panda can't directly ask the ship by ship, so he stood on the pier, a little bit at a loss.
After a while, he noticed a large tavern and couldn't help laughing.
Turtle has turtle road, turtle has turtle road, things on the pier, of course, you should ask the local snake at the pier.