Chapter 155： Selling equipment

With the workbench, the engineering, the drawings, but the lack of production materials, it's a bit of a lot of good things. It seems that if you want a t-11 high explosive grenade killer, you still have to wait for a while;

"But now there are weak potions, which are usually enough." Song Jian said to himself, turned to glance at the pharmaceutical workbench, thought for a while, stepped forward and put away the pharmaceutical tool bench again, and turned it into a new one. Suitcase, put in the parcel box;

This pharmaceutical workbench can be taken with you, you can take medicine anywhere, it is very convenient, much more convenient than the ordinary siege production station;

At this time, the light outside the window gradually faded, the last trace of sunlight disappeared, the sun settled and disappeared, and the earth returned to darkness;

A cloud of thin clouds appeared in the sky, covering the entire sky. Such a situation would appear almost every day. The moon would only appear at a specific time, and it would only appear for a short time, less than half an hour. Time, and this time is also the time when many monsters absorb the essence of the moon;

With the "night killer" six-man star map, Song Jian also has the ability to absorb the essence of the moon and absorb the essence of the moon, which can improve his physique, but Song Jian absorbed for a few days, but did not find his attributes have increased, just felt More comfortable, the body becomes more transparent, as if the impurities in the body are driven away a little bit;

"It is always good, as long as you persist, you will definitely improve!" Song Jian secretly said, but every time he absorbed the essence of the moon, there was always a killing in his heart, and Song Jian could not wait to rush into the monster group with a knife. The killing of the Quartet by Zhongda made some vigilance in Song Jian's heart. Once immersed, he could easily lose himself and become a walking dead who only knew about killing;

Song Jian sat cross-legged on the bed, listening to the roaring roar of monsters outside the manor, silently waiting for the moment when the moon appeared.

"Every night at midnight, the moon will appear for a quarter of an hour ..."

Song Jian was silent. Over time, the six-horse star pattern on his chest also began to emit a faint light. What Song Jian did not notice was that in his equipment column, the black stone tablet also followed Over time, a faint black light is emitted;

The mansion is silent, but the housekeeper George, the gardener, and the carpenter have rested. The defense measures of the manor are ready to go. Once a monster enters the guard range of the manor's defense facilities, these arrow towers and slingers will automatically Attack, kill the monster;

The killed monster, whether it is a corpse or a dropped item, will be dragged into the spiritual field by the poisonous tree Alexs, using it as a nutrient;

Hey, hey ~

Blood crows flew from the castle. They seemed to like the **** ghost poison tree, Alex, and every time they appeared, they would fly to the poison tree to rest;

After a long time, a ray of moonlight came in through the window, Song Jian opened his eyes, his heart moved, and the figure appeared at the highest part of the castle;

A ray of silver moon essence fell from the sky and merged into Song Jian's body;

Song Jian only felt a cool breath, entered the body, flowed through the whole body along the meridians, and finally entered the six-horse star pattern on the chest. After lighting the six-horse star pattern, he came out of the six-horse star pattern and merged into Song fitness body;

The cool breath coming out of the six-pointed star array seems to have become more refined, and the faint light emitted from the six-pointed star array is swallowed and swallowed, as if a heart was beating slightly;

With the trembling light of the six-pointed star array, Song Jian's involuntary killing involuntarily emerged in his heart and became a little irritable, but fortunately, this killing emerged suddenly, but disappeared faster, Song Jian now Have enough will to suppress this inexplicable killing;

In a quarter of an hour, the moon's essence disappeared, and Song Jian spit out a cloud of gas, which was mixed with fine gray impurities. If you don't look closely, it is difficult to find the impurities;

Song Jian slowly opened his eyes and was about to return to the castle, but suddenly found that a colorful light came from a distance, which illuminated a large area;

"Doomsday Supermarket!" Song Jian's eyes brightened and he was instantly excited. The colorful light was exactly the same as when Doomsday Supermarket appeared;

"It should have been more than a month in the game. Could it be said that the Doomsday Supermarket will appear once a month?" Thinking of the endless items in the Doomsday Supermarket, Song Jian ’s heart was beating.

Opening the parcel bar, Song Jian first checked the doomsday currency, which was less than five hundred, but there were a lot of items that could be sold. There were a lot of barbecued meat, fried meat, and the medicine just made, and ...

"Oh my god, why didn't I sell this thing, I almost forgot it!" Song Jian looked at the dark green light in the package and patted his head;

If you put together the items in the parcel column, you can at least get more than two thousand doomsday coins. If you add this thing, Song Jian feels that there should be no problem in taking out three thousand doomsday coins.

"In the supermarket, those three or five hundred skills are no longer in my eyes. This time I have to pick them carefully to see if there are any skills related to the sword fairy profession. If I can get one or two more, I am ready to transfer to the sword fairy profession at ten! "Song Jian secretly said;

After turning on the radio, after a burst of noise, the radio was very quiet, maybe because of the night, there are not many people who are still driving the radio;

"Ahem, here is the city of hope. I have two pieces of ten-level equipment here for sale. If necessary, quote directly!" Song Jian then reported the attributes of the two gloves;

There was a silence on the radio. After waiting for a while, Song Jian shouted two times in a row, but no one spoke, and he was a bit disappointed. It seemed that there were too few people at night;

"Sell to the Doomsday Supermarket? If the two guys knew that I had sold to the Doomsday Supermarket, I'm afraid they would kill me!" Song Jian looked up at the colorful light outside the window and shook his head;

"One thousand apocalypse!" A voice rang out suddenly from the radio, as if whispering.

"One Thousand Yen?" Song Jian's eyes brightened. This price directly broke through Song Jian's psychological expectations ~ www.novelhall.com ~ It was originally good to sell seven or eight hundred Yen.

Before Song Jian spoke, the radio seemed to explode, and a series of yelling and shouting sounded!

"Old Soma, you old guy hasn't slept even so late! Do you want to buy a complete set of ten-level equipment, haven't you woke up yet? I'll give you one thousand five hundred yen!"

"One thousand and five? I'm out of eighteen and trade directly. My address is ..."

"Two thousand, I am the steward of Baron Cassia, the sin city. If you sell these two items to us, you will have the friendship of Baron Cassia ..."

"Baron Cassia? The bunny who sells ass? Do you think everyone likes his stinky ass, two thousand five hundred yen!"

"Two thousand eight hundred yen, who humiliated the Baron Cassia so much, dare to report his name, you are a provocation to the entire Cassia family!"

"Three thousand doomsday coins, Lao Tzu is the commander of the Hurricane Legion, boy, I am waiting for you to avenge me, ha ha ha ha!"

"Three thousand two, although the set is rare, but it is only ten level equipment, the transition equipment, the value will not be too high ..."

"Three thousand five, stupid, level 10 equipment is already considered professional equipment, and it is still a suit. Just that skill is worth the price!"

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Hearing the noisy bargaining voice on the radio station, Song Jian suddenly felt as if he was about to suffocate. For a few minutes, he thought he had been called more than 3,000 Doomsday;

Song Jian's eyes rolled around, and he immediately understood why he had yelled a few times before, and no one spoke.

"These np are too chicken thieves. They all think that others have fallen asleep. They want to pick up a bargain ~"

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