Deluxe suites cost 100,000 per night, single rooms cost 50,000 per night, double and triple rooms cost 40,000, and rooms with 10 people cost 10,000 per bed per night.
What the hell is the 10-person world?
Jiu Motoko looked at the price list and was stunned.
She turned to the back of the price list, which showed the prices in restaurants and small supermarkets. A simple set meal with one meat and one vegetable, a bowl of rice and a bottle of water, costs 500 yuan.
The most expensive package costs 18,888 yuan, and water alone costs 100 yuan a bottle.
Water only sells for 1.5 yuan in Haidu City, but a bottle here costs 100 yuan.
Compared with refining weapons, this price is sky-high.
Jiu Motoko suddenly thought of a saying he saw while looking for movies. Cinemas do not make money by selling movie tickets, but by selling popcorn and drinks.
At the time, she didn’t understand why she could make more money selling drinks and popcorn than movie tickets.
Now she understands.
Movies, like weapon refining, are just a means to attract people. The purpose is to make you spend money on food and accommodation in this place where nothing matters.
If I don't live here, will I be kicked off the island?
Jiu Motoko had doubts. He raised his head and looked out the window next to the front desk. He saw several little monsters and strangers carrying bags, squatting on the roadside eating instant noodles.
The mouth of one of the handbags was open, revealing instant noodles, bread, water and other foods. They had brought their own dry food.
She suddenly remembered that there was a water boiler at the door of the inn just now, and there was a sign next to it that said 50 yuan a time.
What I dare to say is to use hot water to make instant noodles, which costs 50 yuan a time.
What a dark place!
It's so expensive, it's too much.
Jiu Motoko said: "I don't know how many days I'm going to stay, so I'll open the luxury suite for a day first."
It's impossible to live in a bad room. The little fairy in Tianjin Hua Mansion can only live in the best room.
She took out her bank card and paid for the day.
It's already morning, and most of the elixirs sold have been handed over successfully. Now she is a rich little woman with millions of pocket money.
Mo Wen had a smile on his face. People who were willing to waste money to live in luxury suites were basically juniors from wealthy families who were not very useful.
The juniors with the most achievements and qualifications naturally have ancestors who use their own spiritual fire to help refine weapons, so they don't need to come here specifically to refine weapons.
The inn is not high, and it will easily collapse if the sea breeze overhauls it. It only has two floors.
The deluxe suite is on the second floor. The front faces the sea and the pier, and the back window faces the volcano. It has a very good view of the six directions.
No matter how nice it was, it was not as good as Shu Motoko's home. She took one look at it and went out with her room card.
The museum is behind the inn, on the road leading to the crater, in a two-hundred-square-meter bungalow, with seven characters written in calligraphy on the door: Mohist Spiritual Materials Museum.
Visiting here is actually free, which gives people a bad feeling. Who doesn’t know that free things are the most expensive?
Jiu Motoko stood at the entrance of the museum and looked behind her. On the other side of the road was a beach covered with volcanic rocks. There was no grass on it, but many tents of various kinds were set up.
The tent costs 5,000 a night, and it can accommodate 10 people as long as you can squeeze it in.
As for tents, you can rent them or bring your own. Many people who go to the island to gamble their luck live in such tents.
In order to save money, some four or five people crowded into a tent with a kerosene stove at the door to cook instant noodles and ham sausage.
This gave Jiu Motoko a great sense of crisis. Making money was too important.
The public toilets on the island all charge a fee of 10 yuan a time. If you don't have money, you can only go to the sea and pretend to fish, and soak in the water to solve the problem quietly.
She realized life for a moment, deepened her belief in making money, and then walked into the museum.
As soon as he entered, Shu Motoko's eyes were opened. The room was filled with rows of shelves, and the shelves were divided into small grids as big as the palm of a hand.
There are photos on the grid, and underneath there are spiritual materials the size of soybeans or rice grains, some as small as sesame seeds.
The photos show their original appearance, but only a little bit is shown. A magnifying glass is thoughtfully prepared at the entrance, which you can take to see the spiritual materials for free to increase your knowledge.
Jiu Motoko looked around and saw that there were about 200 kinds of spiritual materials on display, and some of them only had photos and physical objects, but they didn't even have names.
If the portion wasn't too small, it would indeed be a treasure trove.
This kind of thing has no meaning at all. If you really come across a good thing, you can even make a toothpick with such a small amount.
She reminded herself to throw away her picky mind. This is not a stone gambling or antique street. There are no such good things for her to encounter. She should have a learning attitude.
Looking at it this way, Jiu Motoko really gained a lot of knowledge.
Explosive gasoline can provide 50 times the energy of ordinary gasoline and can refine fire-based spiritual objects.
She was a little confused. Gasoline is man-made. How is blast gasoline produced?
There was only a very small drop of blasting gasoline on display, and its scent could not be felt through the glass made of unknown material.
Lingzhu suet has a lethal oil content and can be added when refining cosmetics to improve lubrication and isolate other toxins.
"..." The things here were completely different from what Jiu Motoko had imagined, and it simply started a brainstorming session for her.
She even came up with the idea of using pig suet without any knowledge, adding it to poison to make lipstick, and then applying it on her mouth, she could poison others without any danger to herself.
It is very suitable for people who have no strength. It is perfect to use this for assassination.
"Tsk, tsk, that's really interesting." She didn't expect that this small museum could bring her such a big surprise. Jiu Motoko looked at each display carefully and forgot about the weapon refining. back.
Most of the named spiritual materials were things she had never seen before. She even saw a picture of a plastic bag with nothing on it.
The introduction is quite jaw-dropping. Space plastic bags can be used to refine space spiritual objects.
Jiu Motoko, who knows the universe in his sleeves, knows how difficult it is to refine space spiritual objects, which is equivalent to seizing a boundary. Even a space spiritual object the size of a plastic bag can still contain very important things.
There is no display because it cannot be cut. If you cut it, the material will be destroyed.
Suddenly, she realized why the mass-produced magic weapon of Yuxiao Psychic Supplies Company was a dog-beating stick, wasn't it just for picking up garbage?
These things were all picked up from the dojo.
There are no hints from the dojo. I just rely on my feeling to bring out the spiritual things mixed in from the dojo that is full of spiritual energy.
Therefore, the comment about diamond pills made from weeds is also true, because they are not weeds, but weeds with spiritual energy.
With a large woven bag and a trailer in the shopping mall, you can pull out dozens of bags of garbage, a small Fake Brother brand trailer.
Jiu Yuanzi immediately took out his mobile phone and sent a text message to Gong Yangyan: Xiaoyang, go prepare fifty large woven bags and bring them with you next time you enter the dojo.
"Huh?" Gong Yangyan was puzzled when she received the text message. What are they doing with so many pockets? Isn't it to contain zombies?
She sent a text message back to ask Shu Motoko why she wanted so many pockets. Could it be that she wanted to be a scavenger and a rag king?
But she didn't wait for Jiu Motoko's reply. This guy always read messages when he was in a good mood and didn't wait to reply to others at all.
Shu Motoko in the museum saw something familiar. She didn't understand the slice-sized entity. She only recognized it after looking at the photo.
The introduction is completely blank, and it seems that the museum owner doesn’t know what it is.
"The hair of the Quhong Spirit Rat can be used to refine the talisman pen, and the quality is difficult to surpass the Xuanpin magic weapon." She said casually.
Suddenly, someone jumped out from the row of shelves at the back, rushed in front of her and asked excitedly: "Are you sure?"
Jiu Motoko had long since discovered that someone was peeping at her, but her beauty, which had nowhere to be placed, made her more likely to meet a nymphomaniac and rogue admirer.
This man's hair is messy and he wears thick glasses on his eyes. He is a magic weapon without any grade, something refined in the mortal world.
He excitedly took out his pen and wrote down what Jiu Yuanzi said just now at the introduction of Qu Hong Ling Shu Ling Bai.
After finishing writing, he turned around and thanked: "Hello, I am the owner of this museum, Mo Tian. The owner of the inn is my father. The handicraft workshop on the top of the mountain is also my family's property. The owner of the workshop is my mother."
"Every time you recognize or provide a spiritual material that is not available in the museum, we will give you a 10 yuan voucher. You can use one when you spend 500 yuan or more, and you can use it cumulatively."
"Of course, you can also get 1 point. If you accumulate 10 points, you can let me give you guidance on the formula combination during refining. 50 points will allow my mother to give guidance to make your refining formula more perfect and have a higher chance of shipment. .”
This is a young man who looks like a nerdy academic. His hair is messy and he wears glasses. His skin is very white after being locked up in the house for many years. It’s hard to tell what he looks like. He looks very ordinary.
But Jiu Motoko knows that there is a magical mutation in the mortal world. As long as you wear glasses, others will not recognize you.
Of course, for those who wear glasses every day, as long as they take off their glasses, they will reveal the face of a handsome guy or a beautiful girl.
So the man named Mo Tian in front of him might just be covering his appearance with glasses.
But this has nothing to do with her. The most indispensable thing around Jiu Motoko is beautiful men. There are as many as she wants.
But the weapon refining guidance told her that she wanted to do it, and she was a novice with zero basic knowledge in this aspect.
Heaven wouldn't let them do this kind of thing, and they didn't have the materials to try it.
Jiu Motoko pointed at the unnamed displays and said confidently: "Tell your mother to get ready. I know all those things."
There is a book in Tianshu Pavilion called "Vocational Training: Basic Qualities of a Professional Fairy Boy". There is a volume in it about basic materials science.
Although Shu Motoko is not a full-time fairy child, she only does odd jobs and has been working as a fake atmosphere team for many years.
But the last time a fairy boy boasted to her that he could learn spells, she had the idea of becoming a full-time fairy boy and read this vocational training book.
Until it was later confirmed that the other party was just trying to get close to her, trying to form a fairy bond with her, and deliberately bragging to improve herself, she stopped pursuing further studies in the profession of fairy child.
Now, what she learned for Latte Rice Bowl is coming into play.
Sure enough, without any knowledge, it is of no use. If it's useless now, it's just that you haven't encountered that opportunity yet, which doesn't mean it's useless.
"Water talc can remove old scars on the body and restore damaged fur to intact."
"Golden Bellflower, its juice can dye spiritual objects golden, pretending to be made of pure gold."
"The Flowing Cloud Ink Stone can perfectly replace the heaven-level spiritual material Divine Ink. Ninety percent of the gods can't tell the difference."
"Herbs are the treasure of spiritual food. Adding one to the soup and boiling it before taking it out can reduce the use of at least three earth-level spiritual ingredients while ensuring that the taste remains unchanged."
"and this……"
Mo Tian was writing, then suddenly stopped and looked at Jiu Yuanzi with some depression, "Why are their usages all fake?"
"Ah?" Jiu Yuanzi was stunned for a moment, then blinked and said, "I made a mistake. Herbs can enhance the flavor of clear soup and are top ingredients for making spiritual food."
"Flowing cloud ink stone can be used to refine high-grade spiritual ink and be used to draw spiritual paintings."
"Golden bellflower is a kind of dyeing material with high artistic value. Watery talc can remove old scars. Everyone will inevitably get injured. Scars will remain after treatment. It can beautify the skin and repair the appearance. It is useful for people who care about appearance. Great use.”
She smiled and said, "There is no difference between good and bad spiritual materials. Whether they are fake or not, only those with evil minds would think of such a thing."
