"Those who can enter the city are those who are parasitized by demon seeds, so although Wasteland City has no walls, there is no need to worry about being infiltrated by the enemy..." Walking in the market, John explained to Xia Yan and others in a low voice.
"The devil has ruled this world, so there are still enemies?" Yuan Tianfeng asked curiously.
"Aren't we the enemy?" John laughed.
"Uh... What I'm asking is if there are any other enemies?" Yuan Tianfeng hesitated and said.
"The devil has conquered so many worlds, how can there be no enemies. No matter how perverted the devil seeds are, they may parasitize everyone in every world. Almost all worlds have resistance forces. They also sneak into hell, like Strick magic Like the Master, although these forces do not pose much threat to the demons, they can also cause a lot of trouble, and with the Moon Curtain, these troubles can only happen outside the city and have little effect," John said.
"Are there any other races in this world that can compete with demons?" Xia Yan asked, "Is it impossible that they have no natural enemies?"
"Even if there were, not many people knew about it." John smiled wryly. "Compared to demons, we are like a group of ants. Ants don't know anything about humans."
"Then have you ever seen a demon? How strong is a real demon?" Phoenix asked.
"That is, the last time the lich attracted the demon, I saw it once, tsk tsk, in your Chinese words, it is indomitable, as for how strong it is, I don't know, once the demon comes, all the demons in the body The seed people are under its pressure and must kneel and bow their heads, you will know that kind of scene." John sighed.
"Hey, Master, look, what is this?" The adults were talking about serious topics, while Xiao Jun was bored, looking around, everything here was different from the earth, she watched with gusto. At this time, she stopped in front of a small stall, pointed to something and asked.
Everyone stopped to look around, and saw dozens of miscellaneous things on the small stall where the fur skin was spread out, including stones of various colors, teeth, claws and skins of wild animals, and some strange things. An appliance that knows its purpose.
"Why is it like a stall selling fake tiger bones in the urban-rural fringe?" Lei Ying couldn't help complaining.
"Puchi!" Several people from Huaxia couldn't help laughing. Jin, Thompson and John didn't understand what they were laughing at. After listening to the explanation, Thompson also laughed and said, "Actually, there are such small stalls in America."
What Xiaojun pointed to was a bead the size of an egg, and there was a long and narrow black line in the middle of the bead. Compared with other things that looked like knockoffs, this bead was very eye-catching.
Xia Yan found the existence of this bead in his memory. He looked at the person who set up the stall, and it turned out to be a rough-looking man, and he looked like a human being.
This man was covered with a tattered linen cloth, covering his head and body, with only one face exposed, looking at Xia Yan and his party expressionlessly.
"What is this?" Xiaojun asked him, pointing to the bead, but he just shook his head, said something, and pointed to his ear.
"Language barrier!" Xiaojuan said depressingly.
"I'll ask him." Hearing what this person said, Xia Yan's heart moved, and he opened his mouth to say a series of words that no one could understand. wxya
"What language do you speak, Lich?" Phoenix asked in surprise.
"You can't be fooled, are you... Uh..." Yuan Tianfeng had just spoken halfway, when he heard the stall owner respond to Xia Yan's words and started talking with him. Obviously, they spoke the same language.
"How can this guy know the languages of other worlds?" Yuan Tianfeng, Lei Ying, and Fenghuang looked at each other, and Jin and Thompson were also surprised. Liu Xueer and Xiaojun were not surprised at all, they were used to Xia Yan's incredible abilities, so it was not surprising that they could speak a language that no one knew.
Sharina was not surprised. The last time she came to Hell, Xia Yan had interrogated two aliens. At that time, the language of these two people was the same as the man now, and Xia Yan was able to talk to them at that time.
The man who set up the stall was naturally from Tianqi Continent, otherwise Xia Yan would not be able to speak the language of aliens no matter how powerful he was.
Moreover, this stall owner is also a human race in the Tianqi Continent, the race with the largest number of people in the Tianqi Continent. Even though there are different languages in different places, with the longevity and wisdom of the Lich, every language in the Tianqi Continent is well understood, and there is no difficulty in conversation.
"How do you sell the eyeball of this ice python?" Xia Yan was bargaining with the stall owner at this time.
"...two intermediate silver bones." The stall owner was not surprised because Xia Yan spoke the language of the Tianqi Continent. After all, there were many people from the Tianqi Continent in the wasteland city. And speaking of it, he was still unwilling to negotiate the price with his compatriots. After all, everyone knew the basics, and the bargaining price was more ruthless, and it was better to be fooled by foreigners who didn't know the goods, so he called out the sky-high price.
"Intermediate silver bone?" Xia Yan glanced at John, who gestured with his hand, meaning that the intermediate silver bone was about this long. Xia Yan looked at it and found that it was not much different in length from the silver bone taken from the giant beast, so she was taken aback. The silver bones taken from such a powerful giant beast are only intermediate-level, so what a powerful creature must be that can produce high-level silver bones
This also let Xia Yan know that the person in front of him was talking to the lion and shouting a sky-high price. Although the ice python is powerful, it cannot be compared with a giant beast. This ice python eyeball can at most be exchanged for a low-level silver bone.
"A low-level silver bone." Immediately, Xia Yan was not polite, and chopped off an unknown amount. He doesn't know what the exchange ratio between low-level silver bones and high-level ones is, but judging from the gap between giant beasts and magic dogs, I'm afraid that the exchange ratio between rice yuan and Japanese yen is almost the same. Ninety percent are more.
"Not for sale!" the stall owner said immediately, casting a disdainful look.
"Then two low-grade silver bones." Xia Yan raised the price.
"Not for sale!" The stall owner still did not hesitate.
"Three?" Xia Yan stared at his face, increasing the price bit by bit, not because he was reluctant, but because he wanted to try the price standard of Wasteland City.
This time the stall owner didn't speak at all, but just waved his hand, indicating that Xia Yan could leave.
"Otherwise we will barter, tell me what you need, maybe I have it here." Xia Yan asked again.
"What do you have?" The stall owner raised his eyelids, looked at Xia Yan and his party, and asked.
"What do you want?" Xia Yan asked back.
"If you have a good sword, I'll exchange it with you," said the stall owner.
"What type of swordsman are you?" Xia Yan asked.
"Fire attribute." The stall owner said.
"I don't have it on me..." Xia Yan just said a few words, then saw the stall owner's face change, and then smiled again: "But I can make one for you, as long as you have suitable materials."
"Are you a blacksmith?" the stall owner asked with his eyes lit up.
"No, I'm an alchemist." Xia Yan said with a slight smile.