The old things such as Spirit-Building Crystals and Diamond Pills were shared equally between the two, and there were only 10 bottles of low-level genetic enhancers. Jiu Yuanzi gave an extra bottle to Gong Yangyan, just so her parents could use it together.
The two of them got a total of 15 pairs of Frustrated Gloves. If they were small, there would be so many, but if they were large, they couldn't even get 8 pairs.
"Would you like to get a pair of gloves? I'll take the rest and find someone to refine them. Maybe they can be turned into boxing gloves." Jiu Motoko looked at the pile of gloves in front of him and said.
"Why are there so many gauntlets of despair? Do others also have so many?"
Gong Yangyan only took one glove, "Sister Jiu, I can just take one and keep it. This thing seems to be of no use. It's useless to wear it on both hands."
"Okay, I'll take all the remaining 7 pairs." Jiu Yuanzi took away all the gloves and looked at the bowl of noodles on the ground.
This is a bowl of noodles with soup, meat, vegetables and poached eggs. It is still steaming. There are two chopsticks on the bowl.
a bowl of noodles
Grade: yellow product
Features: This is the bowl of noodles that will fill up just about anything.
"..." Jiu Yuanzi stared at the bowl of noodles. He killed a corpse and dropped the meat ball, and then tossed it around in the woven bag. The soup didn't spill on the meat, the noodles didn't fall off, and even the chopsticks didn't fall off the bowl.
The noodles have spiritual energy and should be more delicious.
She picked up the noodles and said to Gong Yangyan: "We divided the noodles in half, each of us has half. You eat the noodles, and the meat and soup belong to me. We should divide it evenly."
It’s evenly divided like this, so when eating claypot rice, does she eat the meat on top and eat the bare rice on the bottom?
Gong Yangyan looked at her doubtfully and shook his head, "Sister Jiu, you can eat it yourself. Just thinking about what kind of food this is, I will never eat it."
What else could it be, but countless corpses squeezed into balls of flesh, covered with limbs and limbs of monsters that only come out at night.
This bowl of noodles is the trophy obtained from killing such monsters.
Jiu Yuanzi held his face and asked: "Aren't those elixirs and gene enhancers also dropped by zombies? How come you eat them so deliciously without feeling disgusted at all?"
"Sister Jiu, how can these be compared together? The medicine is thrown into the mouth with eyes closed, but the noodles are food. You can't even imagine where the noodles were originally in the corpse monster's body." Gong Yang Yan will never eat. Even if she starves to death and is kicked out from here, she will not take a bite.
Originally, Motoko Shuu didn't matter. This bowl of noodles looked alive and full of flavor and color, so it would taste delicious.
But now those affected by her have also lost their appetite.
Forget it, put it away first. Take it out when there is nothing to eat, and it won't spoil. Maybe a rich man in trouble could sell it to him at a high price.
Jiu Yuanzi put the noodles into the Qiankun in her sleeves. She felt that as long as her cultivation level increased, this only spell would also improve, and by then it would be able to fit a small truck.
At this time, Gong Yangyan received a text message and quickly put her share of things into her bag, "Sister Jiu, my parents are here to pick me up. They don't trust me spending the night outside in the middle of the night."
"Didn't you already drive here and they are still here to pick you up?" Jiu Yuanzi was born to raise children and did not understand this kind of family concern.
Gongyang Yan put her bag on her back and said with a smile: "They are waiting for me at the gate of the community. Then my mother will take my car back."
"Okay." Jiu Yuanzi walked her to the door and saw the fake brother spitting out Gong Yangyan's car. It came to devour the car.
After sending Gong Yangyan away, Jiu Yuanzi went home, closed the door, sat on the sofa, and took out two things from Qiankun in his sleeves.
Ling Xiaosheng’s index finger and that bundle of hair.
She was exposed so quickly that she didn't have time to throw everything out, but now she keeps it.
Both of these things have no hints, but they are full of spiritual energy and divine energy that is so weak that it is almost imperceptible. If Jiu Yuanzi had not been born in heaven, even if she had been exposed to the existence of the divine body at the bottom, she would not have recognized this aura.
The one on the hair is too weak, but the one on the fingers is okay.
If she had to describe the amount, she felt that if it was not 0 ml, each hair would only have 0.1 ml, and there would be as much as 2 ml on her finger.
Those great gods in heaven have hundreds of milliliters of divine aura on their underwear.
"I trimmed my hair, so I made a profit." Jiu Motoko happily took the things back in her hands, turned on the TV and randomly clicked on the Science and Education Discovery Channel. She closed her eyes and clicked on a program called Entering Science, and then took out her mobile phone. .
She listened to the sound on the TV, clicked on the psychic treasure, and began to search for the weapon refiner.
You wouldn't know if you didn't check, but after checking, you find that there are no individual weapon refiners at all. If there is no one to support them, they don't even have the materials. Where can they go to do the early practice and consumption.
In the weapon refining category, only a few companies provide weapon refining services.
One is the Alien Bureau. They have a spiritual object fusion center, which means that no matter what spiritual materials they are, they are thrown into a high-pressure machine to automatically refine the spiritual objects.
As for what spiritual creature will appear in the end, it depends on God’s will.
They also provide fixed formulas, which you can choose after paying money. You have to bring the materials yourself, and the types of spiritual items you get are also fixed.
Jiu Motoko thought of her pile of frustrated gloves and could try this method. Exactly the same spiritual object should only enhance the effect.
Among the others, one is Diyi Auction House. What they provide is not the refining of weapons, but the service of breaking down spiritual objects into spiritual materials.
It is also noted that the spiritual materials will not be 100% restored, but will still be 50% consumed.
Just take a car and disassemble it, and you won't find completely new rubber, steel, or original materials like iron ore.
Instead, there will be a pile of scrap iron, old tires and recycled plastic that can only be used as garbage bags.
Why does it sound so unreliable? What is the use of these things?
If the spiritual object is not completely broken and cannot be repaired, no one will take it to decompose it.
The remaining five are all family-run studios and companies.
Their charges are very expensive. Click on the pictures of various spiritual objects to display them. They boast that they are hand-refining spiritual objects, and the refiners also have their own merits.
The handsome muscular man stood with his hands folded, the most down-to-earth man covered in sweat. Next door was the twin female weapon refiner in cool clothes. Her peach was so big that people couldn't take their eyes away.
Wearing a modified ancient costume with highlighted white hair, and with bangs covering half of his face, he exudes a yandere temperament. The comments there seem to be all from nymphomaniac female customers.
The one with the highest style is an old man with white hair and long beard who has the appearance of an immortal. According to the introduction, he has lived for five hundred years, and most of the works he sells can be sold at auction.
To be sure, this is a master.
The fees are not cheap either. One refining process costs 100 million, and one-third more materials are required.
If Jiu Yuanzi hadn't known that a ride on the rocking car only costs one yuan, and that the milk tea Gong Yangyan likes to drink costs more than 20 yuan, she would have been fooled by the prices in the cultivation circle.
Randomly it's hundreds of millions, tens of millions or even millions, which is almost comparable to burning paper money.
But the one with the best business is not the above ones, but a store whose promotional picture shows a volcano, the charges are calculated on a daily basis, and you can rent a refining room for only fifty thousand for a day, and the promotion is very perfunctory.
Volcano handicraft workshop.
This is a company with an active volcano. Judging from the picture, the company is not large and is located on a desolate island.
A building was built in the crater of the volcano, and there was a not-so-good farmhouse-style inn at the foot of the mountain. As long as you paid 100,000 yuan, you could use the high temperature of the volcano to refine spiritual objects.
This company only provides a place. It’s up to you what kind of spiritual object you can refine. They don’t want anything.
I don’t know if it was fake in the comments. Someone said that he used the weeds picked up in the dojo to make ten diamond pills. After deducting the handling fee of 50,000, he still made 450,000.
There was also a yellow-level magic weapon obtained from the dojo, and a ton of mortal steel was added to raise the level of the magic weapon by one level, reaching Xuan level.
The dazzling array of comments that sounded like winning a lottery made people excited, thinking that if they threw garbage into the crater, they would get good spiritual objects.
There are also many comments in the comments that not only have nothing, but also waste all the materials, but it has no influence.
They can only blame their own poor skills and bad luck.
Anyway, that's what Jiu Motoko thought. She wrote down the address and decided to go to the Volcano Handicraft Workshop.
Because it only costs 50,000 yuan to rent for a day, while the high-voltage machine in the Alien Bureau costs 2 million for one use.
She even had some doubts that the machine from the Alien Bureau was just for collecting the properties of various materials, and she didn't know how many materials would be withheld.
But before that, Jiu Yuanzi still had something to do. She put all the elixirs on hand on the psychic treasure at a 20% discount.
She didn't sell the low-level gene enhancer, thinking that it might be useful to display it, and she could trade some good things with others in private.
The funder ran away, and she had to make money on her own.
Sell some junk first and make a few million casually.
The harvest this time was too little, so next time I won’t join in the fun of the BOSS, and focus on farming zombies to make money.
Jiu Yuanzi felt that if she could go to Nuwa Dojo again, she would have to save money to auction off the next spiritual guide. It was said that the quantity and quality of the spiritual guides auctioned by Emperor Yi were different every time.
Like the Nuwa Dojo, which is simple, attracts many people and provides good rewards, Lingyin is more expensive.
Some spirit guide dojos are not large in number and are extremely difficult to enter. There are cases where even a single person can be wiped out alive without being able to come out alive.
In this case, Diyi Auction House will issue a warning during the auction, but there is still an endless stream of people buying.
She estimated that she would have to prepare at least 200 million to be reliable.
If that doesn't work, just use someone else's parking space.
Jiu Motoko's items were only 20% off, and many of them were healing medicines, which were easily picked up by second-rate dealers. Notifications on her cell phone kept ringing, and the items were quickly sold out.
She will go to the city tomorrow and deliver the things to the Tong Ling Bao Company, and then she can collect the money.
When it was almost dawn, Jiu Motoko's psychic treasure suddenly prompted her. She opened it curiously and found that there was an advertisement on the screen.
Someone offered 5 billion to invite immortals, strangers and monsters who could enter Nuwa's dojo, and go to the dojo to do a rescue mission.
"Mr. Ning is so fast. His money ability is much better than his magic. There is so much money." Jiu Yuanzi muttered, but did not intend to take the task.
She guessed that Ning Zhi would ask someone from the Yiren Bureau to take the order. They had this service, but she didn't want to interact with people from the Yiren Bureau too much.
As for the money to buy Lingyin, Jiu Motoko has his own way of making money.
She clicked on her phone and sent a text message to Lu Ming, "Lingyin parking spaces are for sale, the quantity is small, and the purchase price will be returned as soon as possible. For the sake of acquaintance, I only sent you this text message, otherwise I will hang up the Lingbao." "
Not sure if she would reply at such a late hour, Jiu Motoko put down her phone, picked up some snacks, and looked at the TV. The science program was a bit weird.
Lu Ming has strength. Even if he is a bad person, he knows the basics and cannot beat himself. He is a very good tool man.
"..." Lu Ming, who had gone to bed at home, looked at the text message speechlessly and threw his phone aside in anger.
After a while, she grabbed her phone again, opened the bank and checked her balance, which was 2000189.20.
She said to herself: "I wonder if we can negotiate the price. I am always more useful than the woman next to her."
