Chapter 110: Xinyuan Community

Listening to the noisy voice in the radio channel, Song Jian touched his chin and secretly said: "This Count Qianhai, said Xinyuan District, isn't this the place where I just entered the game, I remember, I was in Building 6, distance The Earl said that Building Nine was very close ... "
Thinking of this, Song Jian was instantly enthusiastic, and the value of a thousand Japanese yen can only be regarded as a small fortune. The skill book "Sword Finger" is of invaluable value and involves the profession of "Sword Fairy".
The sound on the radio station lasted for a long time, and then gradually quieted down. Song Jian heard that many people were preparing to go to the zombie city to look for the blue emerald necklace said by Count Qian Haihai;
"It can make so many people do not even have to die. It seems that this sword fairy profession should be a very powerful profession!" Song Jian said, touching his chin;
"My main mission this time is to get a combat class, if only I can get the sword fairy class ..."
When thinking of this, Song Jian immediately decided to go to Xinyuan District and search for the blue emerald necklace that the count said;
"Master, welcome back, I have some news about the fighting professional shepherd ..." Felix felt the arrival of Song Jian, and slowly woke up from his deep sleep;
Before waiting for Alex to finish, Song Jian's figure has disappeared into the manor;
Looking at Song Jian's back, Alex was a little speechless. After a while, he sighed and closed his eyes slowly.
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Xu Xinyuan Community is only a camel square away from Song Jian's manor. Now in the daytime, there is no monster in the square. Song Jian easily crossed the square and came to Xin Yuan Community;
进入 Entered from the shabby gate of Xinyuan Community, Song Jian looked at Building No. 9 and muttered in a low voice, "Nine Building, Sixteenth Floor, East Household, Password is"
Count Qian Haihai made all the information public on the radio. Anyway, whoever gave him the blue emerald necklace in the end, he would take out the reward.
并 There are not many players who use Xinyuan Community as a gathering place. Song Jian even saw that there were five or six players around a shabby flower pavilion in the center of the community.
Each of them has a black cloth in front of them, with various materials on it;
I saw Song Jian coming, and the faces of these stalls suddenly showed an excited look.
"Brother, come and see, I'm all good here ..." Someone greeted; others looked full of expectation.
Song Jian glanced at will, some low-level zombie materials;
"How do you sell a zombie kernel?" Song Jian asked randomly pointing at a zombie kernel.
"This one, the explosion rate is very low, ten doomsday coins." The stall boy touched his nose and said;
"It's too expensive, cheaper, two doomsday coins, I want them all!" Song Jian said;
"Two, too few, I killed fifty or sixty zombies, only to explode like this ..." The boy hesitated a little;
"This thing, when you sell it to the store, you will give you at most one doomsday coin. I have doubled it for you. If you do n’t sell it, then forget it." Song Jian made a move;
"Hey, this brother, I also have a zombie core here, two doomsday coins have been sold to you!" A 30-year-old middle-aged man next to him quickly stopped Song Jian;
Tong Songjian glanced at. There were only three zombies at the middle-aged man's booth. Six doomsday coins were found from the parcel box and passed.
嘞 "Well, you get it!" The middle-aged man took the Doom with joy and passed the three zombie cores;
"Hey, I said uncle Wang, you are so innocent, I'm talking to this brother ..." The teenager next to him said a little dissatisfied.
"I said dog, how many levels do you not look at this elder brother?" Uncle Wang looked at the young man with a disdain and said, "This thing is not worth anything at all, and the first-level mutant zombie can burst, it What can it be worth? Look at everyone's booth. Whose house does not have a few zombies kernels? This thing is worthless if there are more things. This big brother can give two doomsday coins, and he is already a good man! "
"However, this thing has a very low explosion rate ..." the boy muttered softly;
"No matter how low the explosion rate is, you can't hold a lot of first-level mutant zombies. You don't see how many mutant zombies in this ghost place ..." Wang Shu advised;
"The core of the zombie, two doomsday coins, how much I collected, I can trade with me if you want to sell!" Song Jian said lightly;
可 Li Ker's casino is not yet open, and players do not know where they can gamble with a zombie kernel; in the casino, a zombie kernel is equivalent to one hundred doomsday coins;
"Well, this big brother, I have sold you two doomsday coins!" The boy, known as a dog, was a little embarrassed, and handed all of the eighty-nine zombies at the booth to Song Jian ;
行 "Okay, my little brother is good, you can keep as many zombie kernels as you like in the future, and I will often come here to collect them later." Song Jian laughed;
Soon, several people at the stall sold all the zombies on the stall to Song Jian;
"This master, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, can you tell us what is the purpose of this zombie kernel?" A young man in his twenties flashed his eyes and shouted at Song Jian;
"Sorry, this is a trade secret!" Song Jian glanced at him and said lightly;
Then, Song Jian received some low-level materials for cooking and refining, each of which was two doomsday coins. After a circle, Song Jian continued to walk toward the ninth building;
"Hey brother, what do you say this master needs so many zombies?" The young man looked at Song Jian's back and asked with a low voice;
"What can I do? This thing can't be eaten. It doesn't cost much money to sell. The lowest-level monsters can drop. What do you say you can do?" The middle-aged uncle looked at the young man with a disdain and said, "I said a shirt Ghost, your kid is still using his mind to upgrade monsters, but do n’t mess with your brains, and die here, that ’s really dead ...

"Relax, Uncle Wang, I have something in my mind!" The flower shirt ghost waved his hand and said indifferently;
I saw Song Jian turn a corner, the figure disappeared, and the flower shirt ghost quickly put the contents of the booth into the parcel box, and chased toward Song Jian;
"This boy, he's going to die again!" Uncle Wang spit on the ground fiercely, and said with a scornful look;
"Uncle Wang, leave him alone. People like him are used for crooked ways, and sooner or later knocked down the iron plate!" Someone persuaded;
"Well, if it's not because we are all a group of players who come in, who cares about him!" Uncle Wang frowned and hesitated for a moment, but finally closed the booth and said with a worried expression: "No, I'm going to see With him, in case the master gets angry, he will really lose his life! "
After speaking, Uncle Wang chased in the direction Song Jian left;
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