Chapter 192

"This is the result of this investigation mission?" A receptionist asked with a dignified expression.

"Yes, there are biological fragments we found." Locke handed over two fingers, stumps and the scale of an alligator.

After the staff picked up the instrument and tested it, they nodded and confirmed, "yes, your performance in this task is excellent." After that, a sign of completing the task was printed on the silk of the task given to Ailian, and their task reward was handed over.

Two hundred golden moles are much more valuable than the task rewards that other low-level attendants can receive. It can be seen that the intelligence they bring back is of great value.

The two hundred gold moles Locke didn't ask for a penny. He has taken a great deal of money this time. Whether it's the stumps of the dwarf creature, the crystal nucleus and body materials of the giant crocodile, or the three small red grasses with unknown uses, they are far more than the price of two hundred gold moles.

Elaine was a little embarrassed at first, because she really didn't do anything in the task, but seeing that Locke's attitude was so tough, she could only accept it.

Not long after Locke and Elaine left, the staff member who had just identified their task turned and went to the upper floor of the task hall.

The mission hall is located in the center of the school gate of Princeton Royal College, with a height of more than 10 meters, of which there are five floors. Except that the first and second floors exist as the mission hall, outsiders are not allowed to enter more than three floors.

The staff went into an office on the fourth floor.

An old man with a long gray eyebrow was wearing a pair of single frame glasses and carefully looking at the books in his hand.

"Lord Pulido, no, look at this." After the staff pushed the door in, they handed the task materials handed in by Locke to the old man.

Pulido, an old grey man with long eyebrows, first slowly put down his books, and then took what the staff handed him.

"Oh?" The old man didn't stop looking at the scales of the giant crocodile too much, but focused his eyes on the two broken fingers.

"How did Neanderthals appear around here?" The old man muttered that no one knew what kind of caveman he said.

"Such Asians rarely exist in our Messian continent, only some underground along the southeast coast." The staff member seems not to be an ordinary person and knows a lot.

"Yes." The old man pondered for a while before saying, "let's issue a few tasks. Let the Knights and magicians below catch more cavemen and find their nests."

"OK." The staff agreed and left to issue the task.

After the staff left, the old man put down the observing caveman's fingers and couldn't help sweeping his eyes to the scale of the giant crocodile. The scale of the giant crocodile was not as hard and sharp as before. On the contrary, the scale became dull because of the hard collisions between Locke and the giant crocodile.

"What an energetic young man!" The old man sighed that he could beat the frost giant like this. The knight who came back from the task is also a talent.

Returning to Princeton, Locke was in no hurry to go home. After saying goodbye to Elaine in the college, he went to deal with his harvest first.

On Waltz street, in a pharmacy and grocery store, Locke poured out the ice wrapped in the stumps of the caveman, the scales and claws of the giant crocodile.

This shop is one of the industries of Bili's family. Locke got rid of it after completing the task. They all came to this shop. Everyone is an acquaintance and is not afraid of who will pit who.

The appraiser in the shop is a middle-aged man with yellow hair. He is holding the ice frozen by the caveman and studying it curiously. It seems that in his eyes, this ice is more attractive to him than the materials contributed by the intermediate Warcraft giant crocodile.

Locke was not in a hurry. He asked for a cup of tea and sat quietly in his chair, waiting for the result of the appraiser.

The middle-aged appraiser finally finished the inspection after the waiting maid changed three cups of tea for Locke.

"Unexpectedly, there are cavemen in our Omar empire." The middle-aged appraiser didn't say anything to Locke, but let out a sigh first.

"How much is this thing worth?" Locke asked what he was most concerned about. He saw that the Neanderthal creature could resist under the giant crocodile for a while before he chose to bring back the useless wreckage. In his eyes, even if the creature was not a Warcraft, its body was almost worth a Warcraft.

With light weight and small size, Locke chose to bring these ice cubes back.

"It's not worth money." After finishing the language, the appraiser said, without waiting for Locke to speak, and then said, "but we are more interested in the location of this creature."

The appraiser reassured Locke that what he brought back was not completely worthless.

"How much is it?" Locke inquired that they had friendly cooperation several times before. He didn't mind giving a friendly price to Bili's shop.

The identity of the middle-aged appraiser in the shop was not low. After a little consideration, he compared the number of "seven" with his fingers.

"Deal!" Locke said with a smile that seven represents seven hundred golden moles, which is equivalent to his harvest from completing two trial tasks.

"As for the scale and four claws of this Frost Giant crocodile, because of the degree of damage, we can only give a purchase price of 100 golden moles." The middle-aged appraiser warned.

"OK!" The most valuable crystal core has been left by Locke, and Locke has not suffered in exchange for 100 golden moles of this pile of materials.

After telling the place name next to Ailian's house to the appraiser and checking it, Locke tried to ask, "what is that caveman?" He just heard the middle-aged appraiser call this creature a caveman.

The middle-aged appraiser knew the relationship between Locke and his young lady, did not hide it, and directly said, "caveman is a kind of creature mainly living underground, and its source is not known yet, but it is often sold as a slave because of its good strength and low consumption."

"Slave?" Locke opened his eyes and looked at the appraiser puzzled.

"Yes, slaves. With only a little moss as food, this creature can function normally all day." The appraiser said.

Although Locke saw only one battle between the caveman and the giant crocodile, he could also feel that the caveman was at least the strength of a low-level attendant. Someone wanted to catch them as slaves. It seems that he still wanted to catch them in pieces?

Locke pays no attention to the future and fate of non native creatures. After thanking the middle-aged appraiser, he takes his own reward and goes straight home.

What he didn't know was that three days after he handed over the task, whether in the task Hall of Princeton Royal College, in the reward list of other organizations, or in the black market, the task of catching cavemen appeared at the same time.

This ugly and short sub human species seems to be a pastry in the eyes of major forces.