Jiu Motoko stood in front of the slot machine, gearing up and waiting for the draw. She was a little unsure. The reward was her first batch of dense hearts.
It was the same one that only had a thousand hearts the second time.
I hope that the dojo can do things fairly, openly and notarized, instead of being like those boring numbers who only put small shoes on others because they are beautiful.
She clasped her hands together, trying to find some spiritual sustenance.
"Your Excellency, the Jade Emperor, please bless me to get off to a good start and win something good."
Jiu Motoko decided and prayed to him.
Drawing rubbish like this means that he is incompetent. It is indeed a useless thing that does not distinguish between right and wrong.
If you draw something good, you are awesome and you are lucky.
After praying, she put down her hand and patted the slot machine.
The pattern began to rotate, and Jiu Yuanzi whispered in his mouth: "Lingbao, give me the spiritual treasure. Okay, a spiritual weapon will work, or a magic weapon if not!"
Finally, the pattern stopped, with two pictures of props and one of ability values.
The two prop pictures merged into one, and only one card was spit out.
I don’t know what kind of spiritual object has appeared. Two identical patterns are definitely better than one.
It should be at least a magic weapon.
Jiu Motoko took the card and looked at it, and he was stunned.
a banquet
Grade: Prefecture level
Features: This is a banquet that will never embarrass you, with ten dishes and one soup, a fruit plate, and unlimited drinks.
"..." Is this compensation for a bowl of noodles?
Why do I want a banquet? What can I do with it? I might as well have a bowl of noodles, which can be eaten by at least one person.
It's absolutely impossible to throw it away after you've already drawn it. There will definitely be people in the world who want to buy it.
When the heirs of aristocratic families were having a banquet, it would be a big deal if they held such a banquet.
If you meet a woman who is particular about it, as long as you find out who is planning the wedding, and then go to the Diyi Auction House, the bride's family will be unhappy if the price is low.
Jiu Yuanzi felt better after thinking this and put away the banquet.
She firmly believes that there is no garbage in this world, but she just hasn’t found a suitable place for it.
Moreover, the paper in the blank book of life and death has not disappeared and can be used next time.
I just don’t know if the next time I come back, it will still be this dojo or it will need to be replaced by a new one.
But it doesn’t matter, the more times you go to the dojo, the better the goodies you get at the end.
For example, Nuwa Dojo is so good...
Jiu Yuanzi recalled it, and it seemed that he didn't get anything good, and it was all an advantage to Mr. Ning.
After careful calculation, I only got a house with a 1,000-square-meter villa with a five-acre garden, a pretty good fake brother, and a bunch of messy spiritual objects.
Not too much or too little, enough for her to live an ordinary, stable and well-off life in the mortal world.
Okay, Mr. Ning, I forgive you.
Jiu Yuanzi came out of the dojo, looked at Gong Yangyan and asked, "Little Yang, what do you want as reward?"
The two are about to start dividing the spoils.
Gong Yangyan had already thought about it. She rubbed her hands and said, "Sister Jiu, I also want a gene enhancer and some spiritual materials. I want to make my own magic weapon."
"No problem." Jiu Yuanzi had no need for the things she wanted, so he gave her enough.
Then I heard that she wanted to go to the Alien Bureau and use the high-pressure machine of the Spirit Fusion Center to refine magic weapons, so I found another pile of garbage for her.
The old lady’s dentures, Li Erniu’s small bench, a tenth-generation flea on beggar Gou Sheng, blind Ajia’s sunglasses, etc…
It was all garbage that Shu Motoko felt could not be sold and could be recycled.
The unscrupulous residents of the ashram are really mean-spirited to use this kind of rubbish to throw away their savior.
Gong Yangyan herself is also a bit rubbish. The ones she got in the first two dojos were listed on the Lingling Bao and sold for a long time, but she couldn't sell them even after paying the handling fee.
Otherwise, the Yiren Bureau would not have opened a spiritual object fusion center.
"This much should be enough, thank you Sister Jiu." She put everything into her backpack, like a snail carrying a stuffed shell.
Jiu Motoko sat on the sofa nonchalantly and said, "Why are you so polite? It will be good for me if you can improve your strength."
"The spirit guide has not disappeared this time. There is no cost to enter next time. You should prepare early, and you might suddenly enter the dojo one day."
"Okay." Gong Yangyan said goodbye to her, then packed her big bag into the back seat of the car. Just as she was about to get in, she accidentally looked up and saw a meteor shower falling in the sky.
She had never seen such a spectacular meteor shower. Thinking that Shu Motoko said that she went to see a meteor shower, she thought she went somewhere else.
Unexpectedly, I did go back outside, and this meteor shower actually lasted for so long.
Gong Yangyan stood in the yard and watched for several minutes before driving home with unfulfilled interest.
When Jiu Yuanzi took a look, he suddenly found that something was wrong with the peach tree. When he looked carefully, there was not a single flower left on the peach tree.
Instead, there were small green-furred peaches. It was not convinced and grew peaches.
Spirits are innocent, and they can't stand a casual blow, so they work hard to become stronger.
Unlike the BOSS, he can endure calling his little brother a loser.
Jiu Motoko sighed, threw the fake brother out and turned back to the house.
The Ghost Prison Dojo was empty. The player got what he wanted and left with satisfaction.
After the last player left, time in the dojo stopped, and all residents stopped in place, maintaining their previous actions.
No. 1 appeared on the street and came to the place where the ghost general Erye was killed.
Its huge body has been burned into black carbon, with only a normal-sized bulge in the middle.
With a wave of the trumpeter's hand, the wind blew by, blowing away the black carbon ash on the ground, and the protruding object was revealed, which was a crystal clear humanoid crystal.
He threw the gear in his hand, and the gear flew above the crystal, hovering and sucking away all the spiritual power in the crystal.
"Lu Er, you are so dishonest that you still want to leave consciousness on the spiritual sword. It's too bad of you to do this. If the banshee directly picks up the sword, I will have to kill him and silence him." Number One walked slowly and said in a brisk tone.
"Fortunately, her mysophobia saved her life. It was a pity that I purified you several times."
"So you have to live a more honest life and don't play tricks, so that you can live a long time."
The gears sucked away the last trace of spiritual energy from the crystals, and the crystal clear crystals all turned gray, cracked and turned into powder.
The darkness that swallowed the dojo appeared, and No. 1 waited until the entire ghost prison dojo turned into darkness before disappearing from the dojo.
In the mortal world, the impact of this night's meteor shower on the mortal world was beyond Jiu Motoko's imagination.
Resurrection of spiritual energy, these four big words appear on the opening advertisement of Tongling Bao. As long as you click on it, you will see an analysis of aristocratic families or powerful people.
Mutations occurring in various places are reported in real time 24 hours a day by Alien Daily.
There is a pet at home who mutated into a spirit beast without closing the door last night.
The happiest person was one. His cat was already pregnant. After mutating into a spiritual beast last night, she immediately gave birth to five babies.
Although the colors are all different, and it is not certain that they are the same father, they all have aura, five civet cats.
Immediately, he started to show off on the Tong Ling Bao forum, and also asked for the skills to control beasts.
There are also many people seeking breeding with civets, dogs, turtles and birds. Owners of male animals even take advantage of the opportunity to do business, and their advertisements are extremely vulgar and bold.
If it weren't for the fact that the psychic treasure is less likely to be harmonized, if I write those words elsewhere, it will be blocked immediately.
Jiu Yuanzi browsed the news about the psychic treasure for a while, and roughly understood the reaction of the mortal world after receiving a small amount of spiritual energy, but he was not very interested.
No two.
The spiritual energy is too thin. If she relies on this practice, she will only advance to one level at most if she lives for another 1900 years.
We can't count on this. Jiu Motoko very rationally dug out the five resource maps obtained from players in the Taomu Dojo.
She really just wanted to see for herself the appearance and ingredients of these resources, and had no intention of robbing them.
Motoko Sake is a loyal reader of the Alien Survival Manual and will never have any bad intentions.
After all, after seeing it, you know where to look for similar resources. There are resources that have not been discovered in the wild. Hearing is false, seeing is believing.
Who allows her to turn gas into the ground, which is much more accurate than machine exploration.
