Mo Bei was awakened by hunger. This body signal told him that he had slept for about two days.
At this time, he was sitting at the hotel table, gnawing on his own dry biscuits, feeling it was boring.
"Boss, do you have any meat..."
"Yes." Aigis turned and entered the kitchen. Not long after, he took a bundle of meat and placed it on Mo Bei's table.
Yes, a bundle.
A bundle of dried meat that looks like firewood sticks.
This is a kind of air-dried meat made by directly salting raw beef strips and hanging them in an air-drying room. It almost doesn't go bad after it's made. You can imagine the taste.
Mo Bei took out a palm-long piece of dried meat, chewed off a piece and put it on his back molars, chewing it hard. After drinking some water, he felt the meaty taste gradually spreading in his mouth.
At this moment, he missed the pickled turnips from Rogge's camp very much. Why didn't he bring over two more cans?
The food here is not even as good as it was in the desert. No wonder Ramsay has such a thorough knowledge of desert delicacies that he has even tasted them by scavenging vultures. . . .
Mo Bei imagined that what he was chewing was roasted sand scorpion, but he heard a few people around him starting to talk about the missing Maysam.
"Just two days ago, I entered the sewer and didn't come back. It seems that I fell down there."
"With their level and equipment, this is really abnormal. The other teams didn't encounter anything unusual, but none of them were able to escape."
"Who can guarantee this kind of thing?"
"I still don't believe they were killed by monsters!"
The tone of these people's discussions varied. Some were indifferent, while others seemed a bit sinister. They seemed to have a good relationship with Maysam's team.
Mo Beixin said it's useless if you don't believe it. The human corpses in the sewers had better have nothing to do with you, otherwise. . .
I have always heard people talk about lighting sky lanterns, but I have never seen one.
Seeing that their discussion went nowhere, he stuffed the remaining firewood sticks and dried meat into his inventory, got up and headed to the central area of the city.
As soon as Farah saw him, she couldn't help but look up and down. Mo Bei, on the other hand, looked ahead firmly.
"It's rare to see armor like this here!"
"It's just an appearance, but the attributes are actually very average." Mo Bei smiled. He felt that monsters tend to drop higher-level equipment when they kill them for the first time. Like Rakani Xiu before, he still has a pair of dark gold gloves that have not reached the level requirements.
In addition, killing boss-level monsters by leapfrogging up levels seems to make it easier to produce the best.
"Probably you are the only one who thinks it's normal." Farah couldn't help but stepped forward and patted the armor. No matter whether you are a paladin or a blacksmith, you have no resistance to such armor.
Although Mo Bei did not show her the attributes of this Gothic armor, based on her experience, she could definitely judge that it was gold level from the details of the armor.
She no longer hesitated and took out the equipment that had been repaired and polished to a shiny finish.
Mo Bei saw the red gloves and directly picked them up and put them on his hands.
But when I picked up the belt, I was a little embarrassed. Should I tie it directly outside the full-coverage armor? That's too harsh on the eyes.
However, in order to see the attributes of the full suit, Mo Bei finally gritted his teeth and tied the red belt to the armor in front of the stunned Farah.
Then he drew out the rough giant war sword.
death touch
Great War Sword
One-handed damage: 10-25
Durability: 44-44
Requires Agility: 45
Strength required: 71
Required Level: 6
+25% enhanced damage
4% life stolen on hit
Increases cold damage by 25-75
+10 minimum damage
40% additional attack accuracy bonus
8% life stolen on hit
All resistances +25
Mo Bei's equipment does not include other individual resistance bonuses. The total resistance alone reaches 67. When the resistance aura is turned on in a targeted manner, elemental or toxin attacks are like a breeze blowing on the face.
This kind of resistance is enough to put other human shields of the same level in awe.
I picked up Griswold's Sharpness from the shelf and found that the damage was a bit lower than when I held Death Touch.
After all, the 27-75 ice damage added by the Death Touch set is a bug at this level.
It would be great if I could dual-wield these two swords, a song of ice and fire!
"Is there any problem with this repair?" Farah asked out of habit.
"No! Very good, thank you! Thank you for your hard work!" Mo Bei put away the equipment, and then gave Farah a knight's salute.
The equipment repaired this time was not only large in quantity, but also completely worn. To be able to completely repair it within two days, Farah must have tried his best.
"If you can, please take care of my business here in the future, right?"
"must!"
After saying goodbye to Farah, he went straight to the small open space where the equipment was traded.
Seeing that there were indeed many career changers there, I immediately became energetic.
Mo Bei trotted away and resolutely plunged into the hot land of equipment exchange. The armor on his body was clanking, expressing his excitement at this time.
That jet-black and shiny full-covered armor really caught the eye, and even the shouts around him gradually quieted down.
"Brother, you are wearing this armor..." A young man with curly hair stepped forward and looked Mo Bei up and down.
"Don't change!"
"No... I want to say that your armor and your red belt don't match very well!"
"Uh... I forgot... Thank you..." Mo Bei was embarrassed and quickly removed the guard of death. Asked the curly-haired young man again.
"Hey, what did you come here for?"
"Transformation druid equipment."
Mo Bei thought for a moment and took out the flail. He had previously used this flail as inspiration to develop a new attack method for the Blessed Hammer. Later, he discovered that it could be used with other weapons, even with bare hands. So you might as well take it out and see if you can replace it with something more useful.
"What do you think of this?"
"Hiss... there are grooves!" The curly-haired young man immediately showed off the attributes of the equipment he was going to exchange for.
Mo Beizai looked at it carefully and touched it from time to time. The curly-haired young man didn't care. He only hoped that Mo Bei would find the equipment he was interested in.
As a result, the job transferees next to him all shook their heads and lamented that the world was declining, and they actually discussed such a deal in public.
"Huh? This ring is nice." Mo Bei finally locked his eyes on the curly-haired young man's hand.
anger control
ring
Required Level: 19
10% chance to cast level 3 nova when hit
+114 attack accuracy
4% mana stolen on hit
+4 Strength
+8 energy
+2 Mana gained after each enemy killed
Milor is actually quite short of mana right now, and the Divine Word "Zeifeng" doesn't have the attribute to increase battery life. With this ring, she almost doesn't have to drink mana potions between battles.
"Do you really just want this ring?"
"Yeah, everyone gets what they need!"
"Thank you then! Achido!" The curly-haired young man stretched out his right hand.
Mo Bei was stunned, what, Cheetos? Why not potatoes?
"My name is Achido! Nice to meet you!" The curly-haired young man was in a good mood, smiling and shaking his outstretched hand.
"My name is Tudou, bah... My name is Mo Bei. Hello!"
