I Have a Doomsday City

Song Jian walked to the booth of a few people and gave a glance, his eyes suddenly flashed;

"What is this glove? How to sell it?" Song Jian asked, pointing at several fine iron gloves in front of a person's booth. vertex

"Fine iron gloves (white), unknown role."

"Brothers have good eyesight. This is a white-quality forged material. It can make blue-quality ten-level equipment and fine iron gloves. This is a blank. It can also increase the forging power after use. How about it? Try it, it's cheap anyway, even if the forging fails, it's not a loss! "Said the stall man's eyes, whispered;

"Is it really possible to forge a ten-level blue-quality glove?" Song Jian's eyes showed a doubtful expression, an expression of disbelief.

"Of course, you can look at its properties by yourself, although it has an unknown effect, but you just know its name, you can definitely forge a full set of precious materials! I can buy one with only five doomsday coins here, five Even if you fail, how much you can lose, you should spend money on forging proficiency, and you will not lose! "The man pushed hard for it;

Song Jian hesitated for a moment and nodded and said: "Well then, I have bought all five fine iron gloves here. Just forging proficiency, white quality materials, even if the forging fails, it can increase the forging proficiency. ! "

"That's right, big brother, you definitely won't lose it!" The man grinned, this "fine iron glove" was useless at all, sold to the system store, and the recycling price was only one doomsday coin, and it was not at all Forged material, throw it to the forging table, and the system will prompt you "This item cannot be forged".

"Hey, brother, I also have three fine iron gloves here, sell five doomsday coins, the materials required for the forging experience can be a lot!" One person said quickly;

As long as the Iron Fist is killed, the Iron Fist zombies have a certain chance to drop. Since tenth level, these people have been hunting monsters here, killing at least hundreds of Iron Fist zombies, and almost everyone has burst a few fines. Iron gloves.

Song Jian bought all the fine iron gloves on the stalls of several people next to the fountain, and bought a total of twenty, which cost one hundred doomsday;

After the acquisition, Song Jian was not in a hurry to leave, and looked at a few people and asked, "Did you complete the task of creating a safe house?"

"It's done, what's the matter, man, you haven't finished yet, are you short of materials? I still have some wood and stone here!" The man who first sold Song Jian's fine iron gloves shone and said quickly;

"No, I just want to ask, you guys also took the inaugural task. Need to find the ten combat professional instructors?"

"Yeah, a few of our brothers have this main task, but this task requires finding a combat professional instructor in this city. It is too wasteful of time. It ’s better to upgrade and search at the same time. Maybe luck. "" Said one person beside him;

"Did you meet the combat professional instructor?" Song Jian's eyes brightened. He has now found seven combat professional instructors, and he still needs three. If not the combat instructor that Han Hai said failed, he needs two more. To complete the task;

"No, it is important to upgrade. I have now risen to 56% of the 10th level. After the 10th level, I need too much experience. Otherwise, we won't run here to leapfrog!"

"No, no, this city is too dangerous. It may turn around, maybe it broke into the monster's lair. By the time you die, you don't know how to die, but you should try your luck while upgrading."

"Yeah, we've been here for three days, and the experience value hasn't even reached the first level. This game is too difficult to play!"

Several stall people complained;

Song Jian shook his head. It seems that these guys are all monsters, and they do n’t know yet. If they do not complete the inaugural task, the experience value will be locked, and they will never be improved to the eleventh level.

Looking at the distance, Song Jian directly placed a "fine iron glove" in front of himself, waiting patiently;

"Hey, brother, don't you practice forging skills, what are you doing here?" The man next to him asked curiously, glanced at the fine iron gloves placed in front of him, and some Zhang Er monks had no idea what Song Jian was about what.

"Oh, I didn't learn forging skills ..." Song Jian said indifferently.

"Then you are ..."

"Hey, brother, do you know what this fine iron glove is for!" Someone responded and asked quickly.

"Oh, you will know after a while!" Song Jian laughed;

Several people looked at each other and all had a bad feeling.

"What do you say that thing is used for?" The man who flickered Song Jian at first looked at the glove in front of Song Jian with a doubtful murmur;

"Don't you say to increase proficiency in forging?" A person beside him squinted his eyes.

"Crap, I'm not ..., advertise it! It's the same as the beef in the instant noodle ads!"

"The properties of this thing are not explained. Anyway, I feel that the five doomsday coins must have been sold at a loss. I don't know how much this kid will sell!"

"Look, he can sell a white item with an unknown role? I think there are five doomsday coins."

"Maybe it's worth ten, so don't we lose five?"

...

Song Jian listened to a few people whispered, smiled slightly, and after a short time, he saw a group of people rushing towards this side.

"The Iron Fist zombies should be in this one, I don't know if the explosion rate is high, I feel a little too nervous for three hours!"

"In case the explosion rate is very high, maybe one iron fist zombies will be able to burst two, after all, it has two hands ..."

"It makes sense, it makes sense, try it!"

"Well, you see someone selling items there, isn't that a fine iron glove? I don't know how much it is. If it's cheap, we can just buy ten directly to complete the task?"

"This guy looks familiar!"

"Isn't he the guy riding a motorcycle standing behind Han Hai Boxer?"

A group of people saw Song Jian, and then glanced at the gloves in front of him, suddenly speechless;

"How much do you plan to sell for this glove?" Someone asked tentatively;

"A low price of fifty doomsdays, the one with the highest price!" Song Jian said indifferently.

A few people at the stall next to "His ~" took a sip of air-conditioning, and five fine iron gloves bought by Doom ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ they turned up ten times the price in one hand, it was crazy!

"This fine iron glove will drop ordinary fifteenth-level monsters. Fifty doomsday coins, are you crazy?" A man standing next to the stall hugged his arms and sneered;

"Is there anything wrong!" The crowd of onlookers looked at Song Jian with a look of disdain, disdainful.

"Just go and play and try to know." Song Jian smiled unmoved;

"Walk around, isn't it a fifteenth-level monster? What's so great, let's fight by ourselves!"

"Yes, we fight by ourselves, I don't believe that thing can burst out!"

A group of people walked towards the distant building. Now during the day, Tekken zombies are hiding in places out of the sun. The opposite mall and the Xinhua Bookstore next to them are obviously where Tekken zombies gather;

Song Jian was not in a hurry, just watching the group of people walk into the building silently, and after a short time, fighting sounds were heard in the building.

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