Zhang Yan casually handed the gargoyle he took out to the lady at the counter.
Zhang Qiang's eyes lit up.
This gargoyle statue looks extraordinary.
"Weigh it to see how much the national fortune is worth?"
Zhang Qiang ordered: "Bring over the weights from the other three counters."
The three counter ladies did as they were told.
He paused what he was doing and concentrated in front of counter No. 1.
The lady at counter No. 1 placed the weight on the scale, and then added ten times the weight.
The end with the gargoyle statue remained motionless.
"This ordinary statue is actually a sign that exceeds level F9."
Chen Xiaoxiao was surprised.
She has been here at the Trick Gate for so many days, but she has never seen any F9-level signs.
She thought her former classmate, Fatty Li Li Bo, looked disgusting.
But it still has potential.
It's just an F2 level omen.
As more and more weights were placed, Chen Xiaoxiao's eyes opened wider and wider.
The grade of the omen has surpassed E-level and reached D-level.
Not to mention Chen Xiaoxiao, even Zhang Qiang’s expression is wonderful.
Although he thought the omen Zhang Yan brought out looked good, he didn't expect it to be so good.
It's actually another D-level or above omen object.
Although this Yan upgrades quickly, he is also very handsome.
But his luck is also very good.
He is simply the emperor of Europe.
You must know that before him, it was not easy for Wencheng to produce an E9-level omen.
Now, the omens that Zhang Yan took out were all starting at D level.
When did a D-level omen become so worthless?
When all the weights on the three counters are placed on the left side of the balance.
The scale holding the gargoyle statue finally started to move.
"Another D9-level omen, worth 99 million credit points..."
The lady at the counter is the same as last time.
Even though she was shocked last time, she was still shocked this time.
Chen Xiaoxiao on the side even had her back molars almost broken.
She regrets it.
Because she despised Zhang Yan, she did not personally send him to the counter to go through the exchange procedures.
Such a large amount of credit and performance will not be counted on her head.
This incredible reward actually passed her by.
But what happened to Zhang Yan? It was obviously only the second time he entered the strange world, and he wasted a lot of time.
How could a guy like him get a D9 level omen?
Why should he!
Is it possible that I made a mistake?
Zhang Qiang took a breath of air: "Clear the place."
The security team immediately emptied the lobby of the Trick Door Office again, leaving only the staff.
He didn't know whether to laugh or laugh wildly: "Brother Zhang, you really gave me another big surprise.
I gave you the sly black card last time. Apart from money, I have nothing to give you this time.
You see, this omen...
hey-hey. "
Director Zhang rubbed his hands, feeling a little embarrassed for being so thick-skinned.
It seems unjustifiable that I have to force myself to buy this kind of D9-level omen.
"I'll sell it to you. I don't have time to sell it myself anyway."
Zhang Yan said casually.
He is in a hurry.
"Great, I, Zhang Qiang, recognize you as my brother."
Zhang Qiang was delighted.
He was afraid that Zhang Yan would regret it, so he immediately put away the gargoyle statue and gave Zhang Yan 100 million credit points: "The extra one million credit points is considered a premium.
I hope, brother, you will sell omens to our Wencheng Trickster Office next time. "
Zhang Qiang smiled cheekily.
This transaction, although there is an extra one million credit points.
But everyone knows that D9-level omens are not a matter of money.
Even if you have money, you may not be able to buy it.
That is a huge political achievement.
He knows it very well.
Zhang Yan sold a lot of favors to himself.
After collecting the money, Zhang Yan left.
The smile on Zhang Qiang's face suddenly faded: "All information about Zhang Yan is classified as top secret and must not be disclosed to anyone.
Also, find a few more brother cities and double the manpower.
I want to send the omen to the capital earlier this time. "
It has only been a few days since last month's Luck Competition, and there is already a D9-level sign.
I believe next month’s luck competition in Tang will be much easier.
As soon as Zhang Yan walked out of the trick room, he was stopped by Chen Xiaoxiao: "Sir Zhang Yan, can we add a WeChat account?"
A bright smile appeared on Chen Xiaoxiao's face, and she winked at Zhang Yan charmingly.
Even the title Zhang Yan was added with the word "sir."
She thought to herself about her indifference to Zhang Yan just now.
This slow guy probably hasn't noticed yet.
She still has a chance.
Unexpectedly, Zhang Yan just shook his head lightly: "No need, I don't add others to my WeChat account."
He didn't pay much attention to Chen Xiaoxiao, turned around and left.
Chen Xiaoxiao was so angry that she stamped her feet: "This stinky man, am I not beautiful?
Isn't he interested in me at all?
If we were in school before, beauties like me and poor boys like Zhang Yan would not even dare to look at me.
Now he actually ignores me.
Zhang Yan, I want you to pay the price! "
Zhang Yan returned home humming a ditty.
Only a few lights were on in the home.
Not to mention the lights in the yard.
The whole villa seemed dark.
Zhang Yan shook his head.
My parents are still used to saving money and are reluctant to even turn on the lights.
He walked into the living room.
His parents and sister looked at him in surprise.
"Son, are you back?"
Dad and mom quickly put down their work.
"Brother, you are back."
Sister Zhang Sihan even threw herself into Zhang Yan's arms.
"Shame, you're so big and you're still crawling into your brother's arms."
Zhang Yan rubbed Zhang Sihan's little head lovingly.
My sister is seventeen years old and looks very slim.
I really don’t know which big pig’s trotters will be given cheaply in the future.
Zhang Sihan stuck out her little tongue cutely: "As long as you don't marry me back, I will keep hugging you."
Zhang Yan talked a little bit about some things in the strange world with his parents and sister.
My parents were so frightened that they couldn't bear it.
But my younger sister Zhang Sihan is yearning for it, her eyes are full of little stars, and she looks like she can’t wait to become a soul master.
"I also want to become a master soul master, so that I can have the opportunity to enter the strange world with my brother in the future."
she says.
Zhang Yan sighed secretly.
My sister did not become a soul master in her previous life.
This life is also difficult.
Because she, like herself, is not an inspired person.
However, it is not impossible.
"Little sister, I have a gift for you."
Zhang Yan took out his mother's necklace that he got from the strange world.
“This thing is a bit scary.
Could it be a spiritual object? "
My sister Zhang Sihan hesitated and didn't dare to answer.
Perhaps in the eyes of a soul master like Zhang Yan, this necklace is nothing.
It's just a low-level soul-dwelling object.
But to ordinary people, it is nothing more than a scourge.
The necklace is full of terrifying and weird aura.
