Chapter Seventy-Two: The Second Generation of Non-mainstream Brain-Dead Rich
When they were about to leave in the afternoon, Yang Hai and Su Ruoshui gave the gifts they brought to the two children. Zhao Mengxiong couldn't put down the game console given by Yang Hai, Chen Yi always bought games like chess and puzzles for Zhao Mengxiong, but he never bought this kind of semi-professional game console. Zhao Mengxiong also wrote the words "remember our little secret" on the back of his beloved tangram, and then gave the tangram to Yang Hai.
When he entered the game at night, Zhao Mengxiong's words still echoed in his ears.
Does Su Ruoshui really like me? Or at least a crush on me?
But there's no reason at all......
Yang Hai went online in the Adventurer's Guild, and the two groups made an appointment to meet at the Dusk Tavern after going online.
The Adventurer's Guild and the Dusk Tavern were relatively far away, and when Yang Hai pushed the door and walked into the tavern, everyone else was there except for the sky.
"What about the Sky Man?" Yang Hai asked.
"Ha Lu Ha~" APM30 gloated, "The sky was squeezed out of the cloak in the crowd, and then it was recognized and caused a riot, and now it is blocked by his fans and can't get out." β
Yang Hai: "......"
"Poor fellow," the captain shook his head, "it seems that he will need to change his body at any time in the future, and sometimes the cloak is not safe." β
Yang Haicai remembered that Sky is still an international singer, no wonder professional gamers are reluctant to show their true faces in the game, and sometimes it is quite troublesome to encounter this kind of thing.
"How long will it take him to get out?" Yang Hai asked.
"That's a long time." As soon as the king finished speaking, the door of the bar was slammed open, and a black man walked in.
The black man sat down on Yang Hai's table, picked up a bottle of beer from the table without saying a word, and drank it.
"Who are you?" The captain asked, confused.
"I am!" The black man said angrily.
As soon as they heard this voice, they all immediately knew that this person was disfigured by the sky, and if they looked at the figure carefully, it was indeed the same. Even if the level of the transfiguration technique is not high, you can change your face to become another person, but only with advanced transfiguration can you change your face into the desired shape at will. This trick can be used for scams, or to shoot fake demos, but it is not very practical, because the disguise technique does not change a person's voice, and when cheating, it will be a goof as soon as you speak.
Sky withdrew the disguise technique, and then, without saying a word, put the blindfold back on.
"It's horrible!" Sky said with trepidation: "The place with the most crowds!" I'll it! This happens many times a year! β
"12 times?" The demon said ill-intentionedly.
"I don't understand." The sky pretended to be pure, and immediately drew a boo.
The king clapped his hands and said, "Let's go, go to the bank, I'll have a treat." β
"Huh?" Everyone was confused: "What kind of guest?" β
"What did you buy again?" The captain asked keenly.
"Acquired some in-game currency." The king said lightly: "The boss of the Taili military industry boasted to me that the other day that their guild was about to take the FD of the first boss on the elven clan's side. Then I was not convinced, so I said that I must have gotten the FD of the first boss of the dungeon of my clan's birthplace before you, and then the two of us made a small bet. β
Yang Hai grinned when he heard this, Telly Military Industry is an arms dealer who controls half of the market in Europe, what kind of bet did Uncle King make?
"How much did you bet?" The captain said noncommittally.
"Thirty million federal guilders," the king licked his lips, "money is not the problem, face is the problem." Strategist, I have confidence in you, you don't want to lose. β
The captain said to the dumbfounded Yang Hai: "The king is always so lavish, I really can't do anything about him." I've tried to persuade him many times, but it didn't work. Fat boy, don't have any psychological pressure, if you lose, you lose, and you don't know the people of Taili Military Industry, anyway, it's not your face that you lose. β
"Don't pretend to be poor, okay?" The king glared at the captain, "You don't have to have less money than I do. β
"I'm a kid from a poor family." The captain grinned and said, "You are a non-mainstream brain-dead rich second generation, so how can you compare." β
"you." The king said angrily.
Walking on the way to the bank, Zhen Yuan asked in a low voice, "BIG BROTHER POSEIDON, HOW DO YOU FEEL NOW?" β
"It's a bit stressful." Yang Hai said with a wry smile.
Uncle King is so bold that he doesn't even look at it with a lot of money, but it seems to be a matter of course, his demeanor is natural, and he doesn't give people the feeling of a nouveau riche at all. ,
He didn't have any idea of 30 million federal shields in his heart, but he also knew that Dao Dao was definitely not a small amount. Yang Hai finally understood why the president of the ACENT guild was so respectful to Uncle King, at that time, he saw that OVEN's demeanor was more respectful to the king than to the captain, Yang Hai didn't understand at that time - Uncle Captain had a very good reputation in the game world, and he had never heard of the king before joining the second group - but now he understood. Professional gamers can't help but have some small best products in their hands, they are unwilling to sell cheaply, and it is difficult to find buyers when they sell expensive - Uncle King is simply a superb buyer, super high roller, which professional gamer doesn't like such a person?
"It's good to get used to it." The demon patted Yang Hai's shoulder with ease.
"Probably because this kind of thing happens all the time, SAI feels unbearable." Panda whispered.
For a moment everyone fell silent.
There was nothing in this world, maybe it was because some people couldn't think about it, so there was something.
Uncle Wang seemed to have contacted those gold-mining peasant organizations in reality, and there were several people waiting at the door of the bank, and when they saw Uncle Wang coming over, they all greeted him with a smile and sent out trading invitations one after another.
"How many gold coins did you buy?" The captain asked.
"826 gold coins." The king replied.
"How come there are still bits and pieces?" Milk Tea said wonderingly.
"Because I bought all the gold coins that can be circulated in the gold market here in Thundercloud City." The king said lightly, "The money counts as team expenses." With the team of our king, can there be no funds? Joke! Do you want to use all this money to buy potions? β
"Don't!" Yang Hai hurriedly stopped: "I'm still worried about the money for strengthening equipment, and it's a waste to buy potions." β
"That's good." The king said with satisfaction: "As long as it helps the team, it is not a waste of money." β
The captain asked, "Fat boy, we won't continue to look for the boss today, will we?" β
Yang Hai thought for a while and said, "Let's go eat first, and then fill my stomach." β
Then they found a cleaner tavern and started eating. Yang Hai didn't think that the dragon clan's "fast physical exertion" was a very big disadvantage at first, but now he doesn't think so. Everyone is born with only 12 slots of space and can equip four backpacks, so backpack space is very valuable. Only eating food can stop the decline in physical strength, which creates a situation where backpack space is very tight.
Calderon gave him an oversized 300-compartment backpack, but it could only hold books and documents. Generally speaking, the largest backpack that can be bought on the market today is a 10-block one, and the better backpack has to wait for the tailor to do it, or to do the task to get it.
Take their current reclamation as an example, among the 10 people, the captain's backpack is filled with the potion supplies of the whole group, and all the maps are placed in Yang Hai's 300-grid data backpack; The backpacks of the four people, Sky, Zhenyuan, APM30, and Milk Tea are empty, all used to place the materials dropped by the monsters, Noah's backpack is full of arrows that he needs, and the backpacks of the other four people are all food.
If the physical exertion of the dragons was not so excessive, it might be more convenient to open up the wasteland.
Yang Hai was eating while looking at the finished map in the sky.
"This is the whole picture of the Death Swamp......" Yang Hai chewed on the hot dog, "Hmm......"
"Can you see where the boss is by looking at the map?" Uncle Captain asked suspiciously.
"Maybe that's fine." Yang Hai said casually, suddenly stunned.
"If that's the case, that's fine." APM30 lamented, "The boss who hurts the egg. β
"Uncle Captain, you're such a genius." Yang Hai said excitedly: "Why didn't I think of this possibility? β
The captain looked at Yang Hai, who suddenly pushed the food aside, and then excitedly took out the parchment to write and draw, and looked at everyone with a face.
βSOβ¦β¦ WHATοΌHAPPENSοΌ β
On the other side of the city, the people of MIROTIC have already set out.
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