Chapter 521: Difficult to buy

? As every resident of Deep Water City knows, the prosperous dock area is the source of life in this city, but it is also the most chaotic place.
People from every part of the mainland may appear here. Deep Water City is known as a glorious city, where everyone can find their place.
Humans, elves, dwarves, and dwarves can be seen here, and even those in cloaks in the dark corners are likely to be snakes or drows.
This should be the place where you can see the most half-elves and half-orcs. Human slaves are forbidden in Deepwater City, so the nobles in the city are very willing to import strong orc slaves.
But Deepwater City is not a melting pot, more like a grinding disc, it will polish all the edges and corners of a person, revealing the precious jade in the original stone, or more impurities.
Just like the legendary mage Ilminster said, this is the place where Faerun is easiest to become famous, and it is also the largest hero grave on the mainland.
There are huge dungeons under Deepwater City and a network of tunnels that no one can remember. Even the most skilled dwarf miners will get lost in them and cannot return to the ground.
Not to mention those monsters wandering underground, and people who are more terrifying than monsters.
According to legend, the mad mage Black Robe Helast still wanders underground in the Deepwater City, taking his mage tower to shuttle through the endless planes. His wealth and knowledge abound underground.
As a result, there are always adventurers who dream of being tripped by fine gold, stepping forward and then entering the underground through various ways, but there is no one in a hundred who can bring the treasure back to the ground.
No matter how many years have passed, no matter how many adventurers there are, the dungeon is still there.
At this time, there was a man in yellow and black armor in the bustling dock area, but people passing by didn't even have the courage to look at him.
They have seen a lot of warriors wearing armors. Although it seems strange to paint the armors, looking at the huge weapons behind the opponents, there are no problems.
Well-informed people know that there are many types of powerful wizards, and there are often only two types of powerful warriors-those who wear heavy armor and do not show their faces, and those who foam on their shirtless arms.
The brilliance on that huge sword can almost be seen by blind people, and the fighters who can keep this advanced enchanted weapon are basically legendary fighters.
The number of people is meaningless to the legend, and the idea of ​​hitting them is often lifeless.
So at this time Su Ming was holding a few pieces of gold, and there were no people around him who dared to approach him, as if everyone had avoided him, looking at him with a hint of hope.
Su Ming doesn't care about the opinions of these people, and he just broke up with the owner of the biggest magic item shop in Deep Water City.
He felt that asking for 20,000 gold coins for a space bag was a robbery. How much gold should it be, and how much dollars should it be exchanged for?
But the boss said that the 30-pound space bag is the actual price. If you can't afford it, you can consider a 6-pound space bag.
These things are all made by the teacher. The larger the capacity, the more materials and time it consumes, and there is no room for bargaining.
Su Ming thinks there is something wrong with the common Chinese language he just learned? The price is too expensive to buy, but it feels not worth it.
He sat on the dock, watching the seabirds and sailboats in the distance, enjoying the completely pollution-free air, thinking about the problem.
Now the income is not proportional to the expenditure. He earns US dollars and spends gold, so he is losing money.
If you make gold, then spend gold, doesn’t it appear to be more balanced?
As for making money in Deep Water City, in addition to stealing and robbing, the money is too slow, but the robber does not fit his identity.
However, Su Ming knew a world where gold coins came relatively quickly. As long as he went there and got two deals, gold coins would come.
The precious metal currency has this advantage. No matter whose head is printed on it, gold will always be gold.
But he still has to go to the "Glass Slag" universe first, and buy a 16-pack bag first.
The journey to Stormwind City went smoothly, the invasion of the orcs had not yet come, and the filial piety in the north had not yet practiced filial piety. Su Ming first spent some time learning lingua franca in Flash Golden Town, and then swaggered into Stormwind City.
Somewhat different from his image, Stormwind City is not what it looks like in the game now, it is just a simple town built around Stormwind Fortress.
After the orc invasion is defeated, the Kingdom of Stormwind regains its lost ground and rebuilds again to have the majesty of the future.
But here are all human beings. Just ask for directions and you will know where the tailor shop is.
But I don’t know why. After entering the universe of World of Warcraft, he wanted to jump on both feet when he walked, and he always wanted to buy a horse or something.
When I entered the tailor's shop, the bad news came. The largest bag was only 10 squares, a small silk bag.
"For the glory of the king? Mageweave cloth, rune cloth, moon cloth? I have never heard of it."
When the tailor told him so, Su Ming sighed, knowing he should go to Darnassus.
However, the elves are now clearly in a closed state, even if they are allies of humans, they do not welcome humans to Darnassus.
"A ten-grid bag is fine. Buy two and I will exchange it for gold."
He took out a piece of gold from the armor, and in order to use it in different worlds, he deliberately used this kind of molten gold without any logo.
It looks like a huge pile of gold, like high-purity dog ​​head gold.
"Why the gold nugget? Did you it from the kobold?" The tailor has a little headache. Should this kind of thing go to the bank to exchange for gold coins?
"Well, do you want their big candles?" Su Ming rolled his eyes and said a cold joke.
"The alchemist needs candles, I don't need them here."
The tailor didn't understand the joke at all. He called the apprentice to take a trip to the bank, and he started to sell the clothes in the shop, and wanted Su Ming to buy a silk robe.
Okay, the style looks good, and the price is acceptable. Su Ming bought another robe for 1 gold and 25 silver, which he planned to wear as a pajama when he returned home.
It's a pity, if Stormwind City's reputation worship should be discounted
In the future, the issue of prestige must be on the agenda. World of Warcraft still has good things. This is the largest source of various gems.
Have you seen the big opal that can be used to grind spectacle lenses? There are also sights made of Azeroth diamonds.
Thinking of this, Su Ming wants to buy a pickaxe right away and fly directly to the crater to mine. The fist-big diamond will bring a diamond back to Marvel, is it a priceless treasure?
Soon, the bag and clothes were all in his hands. He put the pajamas in the bag, took it out, and put it in again.
"Very good, the operation is normal, goodbye, come back next time."
The tailor said goodbye to him with black lines. I have never heard of anyone whose backpack is not working properly. Isn't it just a bag?
This person is weird
In another world.
This is a path in the woods, but the screams of women flew all the birds on the roadside.
"Let go of me, help!"
A woman in a red dress was trapped in a fishing net, but the fishing net was held by a big hand whose owner was a troll.
The troll's skin was rough and spotted, and it was about three meters tall. It crouched, carrying a few large rocks, and was carrying a woman across a stream.
"Don't call! Trolls are good, you used them to dance, beautiful birds! Stone feet, don't eat birds!"
It held the woman in front of it and looked at it, its small eyes glowing with green light, and it said with a sullen mouth, like a sound coming from a tree hole or underground.
"Let me go, let me go!"
The troll ignored her, and gently threw the fishing net on his back, as if talking to himself.
"Troll, go home, the beautiful bird will be a wife, do a beautiful dance, beautiful, don't be afraid, the stone feet are good."
The sound of rushing water rang from under its feet, and its huge weight can even directly crush the pebbles on the bottom of the river. This is probably the source of its name.
"Ah~~~"
"The bird dances and has no appetite for the bird."
The troll crossed the river with the woman on his back, while comforting her, while continuing to walk on the forest path.
When the troll passed by, two white heads emerged from the bushes beside the road.
"It looks like we found her." He whispered to the woman beside him.
The white-haired man looks full of vicissitudes and has a thick beard. There is a slanting scar on his left eye, but his pupils are golden, like beasts.
He was wearing a chain mail, two one-handed swords on his back, and a wolf head pendant on the necklace on his chest, and he was shaking slightly at this time.
The woman next to her is very young, but she also has white hair, and there is also a scar on her left cheek, but it is not as long as a man's scar.
This wound did not destroy her beauty, but made her even more wild.
She also carried two swords on her back. If she were not only wearing a white coat instead of a battle armor, she and the people around her would look like a father and a daughter.
"Well, it's big and it looks very gentleman, so what's your plan?"
She asked the people around her.
"The plan is that I seem to know it."
While the man replied in a low voice, he walked out of the bushes and hurried to catch up and stop in front of the troll.
"Oh my God"
The woman covered her face in the bushes. Why does it happen every time?
The man raised a hand and motioned to the troll to stop.
"Stone feet?"
The green eyes of the troll stopped on the man's face, and his huge head was close to his face, and a stench with a fishy smell came over his face.
"Well"
The atmosphere fell into silence~EbookFREE.me~ The woman in the grass had already quietly drew out the sword and oiled it.
But when the faces of the troll and the man were about to come together, the troll took two steps back and threw the fishing net on his shoulder to the ground, and the woman inside let out a soft cry.
"Vodka man, Stonefoot knows you, what do you want?"
The man took out a beautiful bottle of blue potion from his backpack, shook it in front of the troll, and let it look at the liquid inside and heard the rushing sound.
"Deal, I'll use this for your bird. This time it's not vodka. This is'Swallow', but it's the same. It's very strong and delicious."
The main ingredients of ‘Swallow’ are dwarf spirits, white quince and water ghost brains, and ordinary people will go crazy after a sip.
But for trolls, it should be a good drink.
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