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Su Mingan reconfirmed that the attire was correct, then frowned and took a half step back: "I'm just here to buy something."

"—Mmmmm!" Unexpectedly, the woman who heard his voice seemed to have finally confirmed something, and her face was full of brilliance: "You buy it! You buy it! No no no, this sword... This stall is for you It's over!" She immediately rolled up the long cloth and stuffed the thing into his arms in a gesture that could not be refused, and then, as if deliberately wanting to touch his arm, her voice carried a strong eagerness: "Uh... uh, can we take a photo together? Just stand here, I'll take a screenshot in the system bar."

Su Ming'an didn't understand what she was excited about. Could it be that she recognized herself by hearing the voice? Otherwise, it is impossible to see who you are.

Fortunately, she didn't yell out.

Su Mingan clicked on the transaction column and placed the points that were estimated fairly fairly: "I calculated, the price should be around 40 points. Click to confirm, and I will transfer it to you."

"Ah, um, alright!" The woman's face flushed, and she forgot to refuse at this time, and nodded her head like a chicken pecking at rice.

【The transaction is successful! Points -40, get equipment (Sword of Yarman), get props (Cold Shadow Stone), get props (Moonstone)]

[Sword of Yarman (green level, damaged, can grow): This is his great last sword

Attack Power: 5~13

Durability: 10/20

Equipment Requirement: One-handed weapon, Strength requirement 4 and above

Special Attributes: Born in the apocalyptic world, the damaged long sword once shone endlessly, waiting for the restoration of the great people]

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[Cold Shadow Stone/Moonstone: Forging props, leave it to someone like a blacksmith, it is much better than treating it as a marble]

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Su Mingan put the things in her backpack and noticed that the woman was still staring at him, probably taking screenshots frantically.

"Just keep the photo yourself, at least don't post it on the forum now." Su Mingan told her that although he didn't know how the woman recognized him through the mask, he didn't want this person to leak his whereabouts. , so there is no way to buy anything.

"Hmmmm!" The woman nodded frantically.

Su Mingan continued to walk in the middle. He paid attention to these booths. The players mainly sold things like "zombie bones" and "potion remnants", which could be used to assist in forging and manufacturing potions. There are also many weapons. People sell, but they are basically asking for exchange. There are countless similar transactions such as knives for staffs and staffs for daggers.

The real treasure, I haven't seen one.

...I don't know when the main **** space will open up a place similar to an auction house.

Suddenly, while walking, he realized that something was wrong.

Every time he passed a booth, the stall owner would keep staring at him, and some people even stood up with a "swoosh", and some people quickly opened the panel, not knowing whether they were chatting or taking screenshots.

Su Ming'an walked in a bit puzzled. He even touched his mask repeatedly to make sure that there was no leakage at all - it wouldn't be possible to recognize someone by looking at his exposed fingers... This is too outrageous.

As he continued to walk, he finally approached the crowded place in the square, and when he entered the field of vision of many people, countless eyes swept over with a "swoosh".

The surrounding atmosphere seemed to suddenly become restless.

Su Mingan turned around a little puzzled, and suddenly saw those people who were walking or buying and selling. At the same time, he turned his head, and those eyes were hot.

... It shouldn't be.

Su Ming'an noticed that besides himself, there are many people who hide their appearance, but why are these people...

"—My Cao! The first player!"

"Where is it - what the hell! Really!"

"Where's my husband! Let's go ahead, don't squeeze my husband—"

Su Ming'an was stunned for a moment, thinking they were shouting blindly, and wanted to walk into the crowd. Suddenly, a hand directly hugged his arm, and a girl with a ponytail began to scream wildly:

"Ah ah ah - I met my husband! I've never washed my hands in my life-"

"You are the beacon of my life, bro Ming An—I will always follow your belief—"

Su Ming'an hurriedly shook off her hand. Until now, he didn't know what went wrong - where did he expose himself?

"You have recognized the wrong person!" Su Mingan shouted to the crowd who were about to pounce.

"God Su—I declare you, I declare you—!"

"There is a 1 in 50,000 chance of meeting Ming An, and I feel that all my luck in my life has been used up—"

"Although watching the live broadcast feels scary and awe-inspiring, but it's really not deterrent at close range, I just want to knead and knead—"

"It's Brother Ming An! Damn it, this is too obvious!"

The densely packed heads gradually surged from a distance, like the sea surging in the square. Su Mingan stepped back little by little with his back against the Boss Rabbit Hot Spring, and stepped into the pool with one foot.

World chat began to surge wildly. A group of players sent messages to announce the location of this server. More and more players appeared in every corner with white light.

And they just searched for a moment, and their eyes were fixed on themselves.

... So far, Su Ming'an still doesn't know where he was exposed.

Until he heard such an excited voice from a distance:

"—My Cao! That's the first player, it's obvious enough, with such a big piece on his head!"

Su Ming'an's expression froze slightly.

He called out the system mirror, looked at himself, and moved up slowly.

...then, he saw the title that was dangling above his head, like an online game ID:

——【First Player】

Bright, golden, and bigger than his head, it just stood on top of his head like a giant light bulb.

... It turned out that he was wearing such a thing and swayed from one end of the square to the other.

He took back the system mirror and looked at the players whose hands were about to reach in front of him. His eyes suddenly turned cold. Then, he stretched out his hand and summoned his clone:

"—get closer ~www.wuxiamtl.com~ and I'll kill you."

He deliberately lowered his voice, and his tone contained extremely strong murderous intent. In the apocalyptic world, he was afraid that he would scare a bunch of surviving players into paralysis.

...but the group of people didn't seem to be afraid at all, and their expressions even became more excited.

"Fuck, this avatar is exactly the same! The life-size version is so cool!" A girl called out directly, and even wanted to hug him again.

"It's really cute... I really can't take it home, can I take this home?"

"I can't see it in the live broadcast, but now it doesn't seem like there is any sense of threat - who said that my Ming'an is ruthless and cruel! I'm going to be a fan today!"

Su Ming'an felt a little strange.

He looked at this group of excited players in puzzlement, and didn't understand the mentality of this group of people who were still in the game of life and death and still entertained to death - if they were chasing the lighthouse, it would be too much. He was a little weaker. If he said that these were "unfit for the game" people he had rejected, their enthusiasm and affection moved him again.

Zhai Xing is still under the control of high-dimensional creatures, and everyone is in such a dangerous situation - what are they happy about?

... Which category should these people be classified into? He was a little puzzled.

However, after he asked his clone to hold up the fire axe whose blood had not been wiped clean, the crowd finally quieted down.

He let the clone stand on the spot holding the axe, and he slowly backed away until he could no longer retreat. He stood in the middle of the pool, leaning against the statue of the boss rabbit.

The Lord God World can't do anything, he has carefully read the rules, this situation can't be stalemate, he has to think of a way to escape.

After thinking for a while, he made the clone turn around, picked up the blood-stained fire axe, made a gesture, and then cut directly at the statue of the boss rabbit—