And when I randomly picked some goods and threw them on the table, half of the people in the market rushed over.
It's not that they already know what I'm selling, but the other shops are all old faces. It's rare to have an outsider here, and it's obviously not an outsider from this plane. Naturally, they want to come and see what they're selling.
Then they waited for them to see clearly, but they took a deep breath, and there was a situation where no one bought, only people gathered to watch.
The pieces were scattered on the ground like rubbish. They were magic swords made of ice. The crystal clear body showed its high-quality material, and the hoarfrost around it showed its impressive magical heritage.
In front of this batch of magic swords, the dwarves' steel battle axes are just playthings, and judging from the way they are casually displayed, it is obvious that the seller does not pay attention to these magic swords.
As for other odds and ends, there are fruits and vegetables exuding natural magic, bear dolls without heads, viscous liquids in bottles, wooden swords with scratched characters, etc., which look inconspicuous, but each one carries Strange magic fluctuations.
The whispered discussion has not stopped, but no one can say for sure, so that everyone can't see it, the biggest possibility is that it is not a product of the plane at all.
If only these are nothing, there are plane smugglers every year, and there are professional goblins among the demons who like to go shopping. The sales of good main plane specialties are not small, but this time the owner's tone is surprisingly big .
"Only accept top-level materials, epic wonders, artifacts, and don't give me any junk like keels."
I've seen arrogant people, but I haven't seen such arrogant ones. When I go out, I say that I want an artifact. This is also a patent for a rookie who doesn't know the sky and the earth, but judging from these goods, it is obviously not a fledgling rookie, so...
"These goods are equivalent to artifacts? I can't see it, and there are books? Very strange magic fluctuations, is it a magic book..."
"Tsk, don't touch it, the third style of the Tathagata's palm, the divine weapon skills from the East, the painstaking professional work of the monk master Damo (Dharma), buy one get one free, and also comes with a natural magic collection sunflower collection. , to obtain the Legendary Druid Transfiguration - Great Transfiguration!"
[…]
Asteria was a little helpless to me, but I happily sold these booklets at the bottom of the box.
I haven't said nonsense yet. I really regarded this as a treasure back then. Even if I died, I was reluctant to throw it away, and I kept it in the space bag as a treasure at the bottom of the box.
Now that I know that the system is Asteria, an oriental martial art from a different world created by a goddess of creation, I know that this time I was tricked even worse... If I don't sell it, I will pass on the cost of failure (trick others to gain psychological balance) ), I'm so stupid.
[… In fact, it is an authentic product, and it was exchanged for the miracle wishing technique privileged by the God of Creation. It is indeed an oriental martial art that exists in an outer plane.]
"Then why can't I learn it? My martial arts talent should be pretty good."
[Because it is necessary to add the Yellow Emperor's Internal Classic and the diagram of the meridians of the human body, it is possible for you to understand it. Do you think that you don't need culture to practice martial arts? Do you, a modern person, understand the special pronouns that need to be explained in dozens of proprietary classical Chinese books? I said Quan Yong Point, do you know where it is? Where are the twelve meridians? And even if you understand this, if you want to learn the highest martial arts of Buddhism, do you have a foundation in Eastern Buddhism? Let me tell you, the most basic condition to understand it is to read two thousand Buddhist scriptures and export them into verses.]
"Then get those Buddhist scriptures and related books..."
[Knowledge enough to change the entire world, equivalent to one million Fate Points.]
"Then why did you work so hard to come up with this book? Just kidding me? What's the difference between this and those bad mobile games that say that the lottery rate is 1%, but it's actually 0%! You can see it, but you can't touch it!"
I remember that when I got this book by lottery at the beginning of the month, I was so happy, thinking that I finally ushered in the belated life of the protagonist, and I could try Eastern martial arts to fight Western magic. Compared with a prestige, but one can not learn.
I didn't doubt its authenticity at the time, because the otherworldly magic tomes that I drew were unacceptable, but they really enriched my accumulation of knowledge and were genuine.
[According to statistics, you have at least doubled your diligence in the three months after the appearance of these Eastern magic arts, earned a lot of points, and took the initiative to ask me to do tasks. It is a rare diligence, and it is simply touched by God. Well, my goal has been reached.]
Asteria paused for a while, and then spoke the hateful truth without hesitation.
[Yes, in a sense, it is consistent with the purpose of mobile game operators. If you don’t give you some sweetness that you can’t see and touch, how can you pump it! Those magic books that can be learned but cannot be used are the bait for you to eat, and these oriental magic arts that can’t be practiced but sound very powerful are for you to smoke on time every month]
Repeatedly twitching but watching the turntable slip away from the beloved thing again and again, the grief of countless disappointments turned into an inexplicable flame, which made me want to vomit blood.
Inexplicable grievances lingered in my mind, and when I thought that there was really a bastard operating the damn turntable, and playing with me every time, I wanted to drag him out and beat him.
At that moment, I could finally understand Cavens. It is incredible to have such a system in your head trying to toss you every day.
"Tsk, Cavens still calls that guy's mother, there is such a tossing son's mother, by the way, Asteria, if Cynthia is the mother of our souls, and you are Cynthia's sister, then after all, you are not My aunt…”
[If you dare to say that word, I will sing the Divine Comedy in your head every day! Mondays and Tuesdays are bumpy, Wednesdays and Thursdays are small apples, Fridays and Saturdays are Leo, and Sundays recite a selection of otherworldly poems written (copied) by someone at the age of nine!]
"I surrendered! Please don't bomb the Divine Comedy and play ashamed! Back then, I was too second-hand. I didn't understand the language and translated it without rhyme. I copied some poems and added some poems and arias. Miserable enough, please don't make me recall those shameful arias!"
While talking nonsense, the bottom of my heart was a little bit of tongue, and I made a casual joke. Asteriaton was jumping for hair. I could feel the powerful killing effect of the word "aunt" on unmarried women.
Don't say, thinking about it this way, is this relative relationship really real, is there an extra immediate family member inexplicably
But in a blink of an eye, the whole world was made by the goddess of creation, so all creatures can be called her children and grandchildren, so it doesn't matter.
[…Are you really open to it?]
It is incomprehensible, but there is some inexplicable loss in Asteriaton's tone. Does she really want two more nephews? Forget it, don't think about it, it's a mess.
And while I was bullshitting with Lady Goddess, I declared the merits of this miraculous martial arts cheat book, and even slashed out two sword qi to prove my strength. I was surprised that someone really wanted to buy it!
The others were still hesitating, the black dwarf said nothing, took out a bag of spirit coins and handed it over. Seeing that I hesitated, he actually handed over another bag.
And just after I received the book from me, I turned my head and ran away without saying a word, as if someone was chasing him from behind... Then I saw the mad war demon who sold himself and really staggered after him, and then again A few people acted, hoping my first customer would survive.
"Nonsence!"
I took back the blessing just now. I underestimated the lower limit of these abyss residents again. I also knew why the black dwarf ran so fast. As soon as the second bag was opened, there were several spirit coins of mourning faces on the face, but the bottom was just Ordinary silver coins.
"Although the Black Rock tribe is not bad at craftsmanship, it lacks top fighters, and the surrounding tribes are hostile, and no tribe will release their own warrior training methods. This deal is really not a loss. He didn't even dare to confirm the truth. He saw the sword. The saint sells his martial skills and gambles. You are not at a loss. At least the first bag of spirit coins is real. If you didn't see Hakas, the old man thought that you only set up a trick for the dwarves to cheat money. "
Walking over from the crowd was an old hag in a black cloak. It looked like she was in a good position. At least I couldn't tell which creatures were uglier in their hearts than their appearances, but they were equally astonishingly ugly.
But judging from the attitude of the people around her towards her, she should be what the market has to say.
"I'm Saranla Aveska Caton Flodin... Carbone, sorry, our names are difficult to remember, you can call me 'Black Seven'. No honorifics needed. No, no, You don't have to say your name, I'm just a fake name, there are many ghosts here, and you will be cursed if you say your real name."
The self-talking old hag looked a little nervous, but winked at me as if to express her friendliness.
"The old guys are so sincere, and young people can directly say what they want. What do you want? What do you have? Are you willing to pay the price?"
Hearing this, I laughed, although it made me a little sick to secretly throw charm spells at me, but this direct transaction is much easier.
Originally, the purpose of setting up the stall was to attract the attention of the local stewards. Now that the goal is here, I also got up directly.
"I'm Roland, my real name, you can give it a try with a curse. As for my goal. Let's talk about it elsewhere. My sincerity is full."