Chapter 743: boss

At this time, a middle-aged dwarf dressed in a big bearskin, holding his hands on his back, walked across the table with his head upright and his head looked like a tall man.
When the dwarves around saw this person, they quickly got up and greeted them.
Some people call him "Klein Brother", while others call him "Boss" with a respectful look.
The dwarf named Klein nodded slightly, raised his hand in return, and was polite but reserved.
Joan accidentally saw the "boss" of the dwarf prospecting team and felt a little familiar. He couldn't help standing up and looked at it twice more.
The "Boss" sensed his gaze and stopped and turned to look over.
The moment the two sides met, the "boss" suddenly showed surprise.
"Brother Joan, why are you here too!"
"Are you... Mr. Klein Stove?"
Joan tentatively asked.
The dwarf laughed and walked over to hug him hard.
"Why don't you remember me? Not long ago, we were drinking with Nidaville!"
"I saw you just now, but I didn't dare to recognize each other." Joan replied embarrassedly.
This enthusiastic Mr. Klein Furnace is indeed his old acquaintance-the cousin of Schmidt Anvil, the owner of the Nidaville arsenal, and the owner of the Zokie Mine.
At the beginning of January this year, Joan lived in the dwarf city "Nidaville" for a few days while traveling north.
At that time he received a bounty task, the client was the cousin of Klein Stove, Mr. Schmidt Anvil, the owner of the dwarf factory.
The content of the task is to investigate the legendary haunted abandoned iron mine "Zuoqi Pit".
After a deep investigation into the pit, Joanne eventually found out that a madman named Firgue was playing tricks in the pit, trying to scare away the miners, and using the hidden pit to conduct smallpox virus research.
After some fierce fighting, Jo An caught the mage alive and sent it to the client for disposal.
Mr. Schmidt was very satisfied with Joan’s work, paid bounty afterwards, and introduced his cousin Klein Stove to him.
Klein, as the owner of the Zoki Mine, is certainly grateful to Joan.
During Joan’s stay in Nidaville, Mr. Klein often invited him to dinner.
Later, Joan went north to study in Meadgard and never had the opportunity to return to Nidaville. He never expected that he would meet Brother Klein unexpectedly in the underground world.
Reunion of old friends is inevitable.
Joan and Klein touched the glasses, took a sip of beer, and asked casually:
"Mr. Klein, why are you here, the mine is not operating smoothly?"
"You mean Zuoqi Pit? That iron mine has already been sold by me."
"You sold mines passed down by your family?"
Joanne was taken aback.
"Haha! Very surprised, right?"
Klein leaned back and leaned back in his armchair.
"In Nidaville, which respects tradition and has a conservative atmosphere, I am an alternative. I am afraid that it is only me who can sell such family-owned mines."
"How does Mr. Schmidt view this matter?" Joanne asked.
"My elder brother, who is the spokesperson of the stubborn and old-fashioned forces, learned that I sold the mine and was so angry that he almost committed a heart attack.
"However, the sales contract has been signed, and my brother has no objection. I can only admit it by holding my nose."
Klein took a sip of wine, and his thick beard was glued with white foam, making his smiling face look like an old prankster keen on mischief.
"Brother Joan, tell you the truth. I am a person who is not used to a stable life. In my opinion, it is too boring to live in a mine for a lifetime."
"You long wanted to sell the mine?" Joan asked tentatively.
Klein nodded calmly.
"I really wanted to sell, but unfortunately in the past few years I had bad luck. First, there was a mine disaster, then a plague broke out, and then there was a ghost. It made me squandered, and I was willing to sell the mine. No one took over."
"Thanks to you, help me find out the haunted truth of Zuoqi Pit and restore the mine to normal production. In this way, I have the confidence to bargain with the buyer."
"I am a little bit reluctant to sell the family-owned mines, but for freedom and ideals, I must take this step and get rid of this shackle."
"Freedom and ideal... What do you mean by "ideal"?" Joan asked curiously.
"Of course it means re-starting a business."
Klein put his arms on the backrest, his eyes full of pride.
"As far as my interests and expertise are concerned, it is more suitable for field exploration than operating mines."
Joan nodded and deeply agreed with Klein's self-orientation.
Klein Stove is a high-level "landwalker".
This very rare and extraordinary occupation, best at wild survival, is indeed very suitable for exploration work.
What's more, Klein's "Earthwalker" level is high enough, and he has mastered the professional skills of randomly playing "any door".
It's an exaggeration to say that there is no place where he can't go under the sky.
It is too wasteful to use such an anti-sky professional ability to explore treasures buried deep under the earth.
"Brother Joan, I paid off the debt with the proceeds from the sale of the mine. The remaining money was used to form this prospecting team, and I signed a five-year cooperation contract with the Meadgard colonial company."
"The colonial company is responsible for providing logistics supplies and exploration equipment for my exploration team. If Moradine blesses me and guides me to find the deposits, I must also sell the mining rights to the mining group under the colonial company according to the pricing standards stipulated in the contract."
After listening to Klein's story, Joanne had a deeper understanding of the dwarf prospecting team. Out of social etiquette, he introduced his companions to him one by one.
"Boy, you are all college students from Midgard City, right?"
"Yes, we went into the dark area this time to perform internship tasks and earn the credits required for graduation."
Joan said this to show that his team was not a competitor to the Klein team.
The dwarf nodded thoughtfully.
"Brother, how are your friends?"
"The professional level is higher than mine."
Joanne thought about it, and then added a sentence.
"My companions are all spellcasters, with paladins, demon warriors and poets, and a warlock."
The phrase "all casters" brightened Klein's eyes.
Holding Joan's hand, he said happily, "Brother, I have something to ask you for help, and I will thank you after it's done! Brother, my character, you have a heart in mind, in short, I will never treat you wrong! "
Faced with Klein's eager look, Joan felt embarrassed.
Tomorrow is the day to end the internship. At this time, frankly speaking, Joan doesn’t want to get involved in the dwarf prospecting team,
However, Klein was after all his old acquaintance. He was treated as a friend by others. When he lived in Nidaville, he was also enthusiastically taken care of by Klein, so he was embarrassed to refuse.
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