Although the price given by the shop owner was quite fair, Feng Xue still only sold maces and hand axes, and then went to almost all stores with the double-barreled shotgun.
It's not that he's dissatisfied with the price, or that he needs to compare prices. It's only a few hundred thousand towers. For him now, it's just the income from hanging up for three or four days. Compared with money, he cares more about, Is there any shop owner who can see the side effects of this gun.
In fact, if it weren't for the negative effect of the double-barreled shotgun that even his golden finger was vaguely mentioned, Feng Xue would still be more inclined to stay.
Excluding the comic effect of melee combat, just "the power of bullets can be exerted by inserting anything into it" is a very good attribute. In addition, the caliber of this thing is very thick, and some strange things can be inserted into it, such as Put Fujitsu counterfeit weapons, remote-controlled toys, poisonous insects and poisonous weeds, or even some salt into it, and it will instantly become a super shotgun. As long as you have enough sundries in your hands, you don't need too many ways to play.
But Feng Xue finally decided to sell it because he was not sure whether the side effects of this thing were only effective when held, or whether it was a curse that would be attached as long as it was used.
If you consider that the two little guys also died after taking a shot of acupuncture, this thing might be contagious.
Feng Xue's ability meant that he would not be short of illusions, and there was no need to gamble on whether he would meet a boxer for a comic weapon - he didn't even know what the so-called boxer was.
After receiving 170,000 Tad coins from a clothing store owner, Feng Xue casually deposited it into his work card.
Including the 40,000 for the previous two weapons, the total is 210,000, and none of the shopkeepers here see the negative effects of the shotgun.
"In other words, in addition to the factors, the ability of the phantom itself is also affected by other factors?" Feng Xue thought in his mind, but he and Holm walked into the so-called consignment shop. Reading books
It is at the end of this black market street. The store manager is a sweet-looking woman with gold-rimmed glasses and a round figure who looks like she can drip water. She sits quietly in front of the window with a book in front of her. Book - that was the first time Feng Xue saw something like a book in someone else's hands after coming to Infinite City.
"What do you want to consign? Or do you have any purchasing needs?" A soft and melodious voice came into his ears. Feng Xue, who clearly realized that he was wearing a filter, was completely unmoved. He glanced at the beautiful woman With the book in his hand, he said:
"I need phantoms that can increase memory and learning abilities."
"Sorry." After listening to Feng Xue's needs, the beautiful woman didn't even have any intention to inquire. Her expression did not change at all, neither contempt nor ridicule, she just responded calmly:
"The phantoms with this kind of function are at least heritage-level. Even if they do appear, no one will take action. Even if they do take action, they will be placed in the official auction house instead of flowing into the black market."
"Heritage level...does it mean an illusion that can be used as a family heirloom? I don't know how many levels higher than excellence it is."
Feng Xue thought to herself, but on the surface she didn't show any shame for asking such a stupid question. Instead, she raised her eyebrows and said:
"So are there any phantoms like Polaroids?"
"Wait a minute." The beautiful woman thought for a moment this time, then picked up the book and started flipping through it quickly. The book was not a fantasy object, just an ordinary notebook. After flipping through a few pages, the beautiful woman turned He turned around and pulled out a few folders from the dense bookshelf behind him. Inside were slips of paper with specific information written on them.
The whole work lasted for about five minutes, and then the beautiful woman returned to the counter and said softly:
"Sir, there are not many camera-type technological phantoms. There are currently four of them. Two of them can capture ghosts and put them into film. One of the two sellers wants to exchange for an ordinary-level armor, and the other wants to exchange for it. Sophisticated transportation;
“One is a consumable item that can be obtained by smashing it with force, and clues to what you want can be presented in the form of photos. This seller wants to exchange it for an illusion that can improve eyesight;
"The last thing is a piece of junk, but the effect is not bad. It can reproduce the photographed items in a three-dimensional way. Although it is just a projection, even the texture can be reproduced, so... in short, the owner of this sundry hopes to The price of selling it is 50,000 pagodas, or a relatively excellent ordinary-level illusion."
Speaking of this, the beautiful woman gave Feng Xue a rather suggestive look. Feng Xue immediately understood. At the same time, she couldn't help but wonder if this beautiful woman was actually a wretched uncle...
"Forget it, it's not what I want." Feng Xue shook his head, making it impossible to tell whether he was cash-strapped or if he really didn't want it. The beautiful woman didn't have any emotions about her five minutes of hard work, but He nodded and said:
"Then what else can I do to help you?"
"No more." Feng Xue shook his head and left the store with Holm. After a simple inquiry, he probably already knew the basic rules of the consignment shop. At the same time, he also realized that it does not have to be the best to sell on consignment.
Shaking his head, Feng Xue turned and walked to a street stall. There were things he had taken a fancy to before, but at that time he was short of money, so he just glanced at it. Now that he had money in his pocket, he walked over immediately.
"Boss, how do you sell this pen?"
When the originally lazy boss heard someone asking about the price, even though the item was not very eye-catching, he immediately cheered up and said:
"This is a fountain pen handmade by a famous artist. It has unlimited ink and a smooth nib. It writes smoothly and the design is absolutely fashionable. It is most suitable for successful people like you. Even if you don't use it to write, it is perfect to keep in your pocket. Excellent decoration..."
"In short, it's just a useless sundry, right? The price of 50,000 is a bit exaggerated. Give me a real price." Feng Xue interrupted the other party's useless sales, although the pen in front of him did have the aura of a famous pen. , but that kind of thing is the most useless in Infinite City.
Forcibly interrupted by Feng Xue, the shopkeeper just frowned slightly, but still said:
"This is not a useless gadget. It has two elements: durability and unlimited ink. It can also improve the efficiency of copying. It is definitely not an exaggeration to say that it is mid-range and ordinary quality!"
"Ha~ What's the use of copying efficiency in Infinite City? Moreover, there is a [supernatural] element in this piece, so there should be some negative effects? 5000 towers, can you sell them?" Feng Xue raised the corners of her mouth, but her eyes were very serious. , the shop owner was slightly startled, as if he didn't expect Feng Xue to be able to see the elements directly. The aura of the elite salesman suddenly disappeared, and he said lazily:
"make a deal."
"Did I still overprice it?"
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