Chapter 95: :sell things

There is a faint sense of loss in the air, perhaps because of the big fantasies about this egg, after all, the tofu milk and the surviving alone were discovered early.
The longer I wait, the greater my disappointment.
Bai Song had no feeling of loss, because he knew from the beginning that there were no pets in this egg, only a key.
"What do you say now?" Tofu milk stomped his disappointment, and took the key from the surviving hand: "Go to the next level?"
Bai Song looked to live alone, and to live alone also looked to Bai Song. Bai Song smiled slightly: "What do you think of living brother?"
"Difficult." Survived alone and shook his head.
"Song brother, don't just ask for survival, what do you think?" Tofu milk asked Bai Song.
Wu Baisong also shook his head: "I agree with the surviving brother's view. We have a bit of luck in breaking this level. The next level is really bottomless. If I die, I will lose 50% of the experience!
As for the tofu milk that I wanted to say, 50% of my experience was silent as soon as I heard it, and the opinions of the three had reached an agreement.
"Will Song Song go to level together?" Tofu milk asked Bai Song.
Bai Song shook his head: "I have other things."
After hearing this, the tofu was not reluctant, and the key was directly thrown to Bai Song, Bai Song caught the key with some doubts.
"We are going to level up. Brother Song, please save the key first, then strengthen the strength and then go to the next level." After finishing the tofu milk, he walked towards the already open ladder, and saw Bai Song pull out. Shimaki: "See you then!"
Xi Baisong waved his hand and read the back to the city volume directly.
The windmill that is always turning slowly is the symbol of Fengmeng Town. Bai Song has returned to this place full of enthusiasm, and Fengmeng Town has recently added a group of novices who just entered the game.
Those who did n’t buy for the first time or after the first purchase because the reality is busy, there is no free time to play, they are still very low level.
From their bodies, Bai Song faintly saw the shadow of his previous life before entering the game, full of confusion and peace.
That feeling has been a bit strange. Since rebirth, Bai Song's goal has always been clear, and the path he has taken is to plan the most correct path.
Sometimes my purpose is too heavy, and I will lose something, such as ... fun.
I don't know why, Bai Song's mind remembered his conversation with the old man fishing that day, and Bai Song shook his head and threw out those thoughtful things.
Wu Baisong summed up the harvest this time. The two pieces of gold jewellery were a good harvest. The equipment of the fragrant leaf bracelet plus the healing effect was a spell that triggered this thing. He must not use it, so he had to sell it.
As for the water spirit ring Bai Song tangled for a long time, he decided to keep it for himself, after all, this can be regarded as a life-saving card at the critical moment, selling money for a while. When you want to buy this kind of equipment again, it is difficult, mainly in the early stage, most of the good equipment comes out for your own use.
Only casual players who want to make some money in the game will sell good things in the early stage. Real professional players will exchange good things in the circle even if they do n’t have good equipment, they ca n’t change it. Selling money.
However, this also caused good equipment in the early stage, which is particularly valuable.
Bian Baisong has no circles and does not intend to join any circles. His experience and information must be ahead of all the so-called circles.
This is also why Bai Song doesn't like the guild. The structure of the guild is destined to be: 90% of Wuhe people plus 9% of elites and 1% of super masters.
In terms of Bai Song's current situation, everyone other than the super master is a burden to himself. Joining a guild or creating a guild will be dragged down by these burdens.
But fortunately, Bai Song can know some of the god-level masters who have not yet risen, make good relationships and make friends in the end, and in the end will not become a lonely lonely person.
Bian Baisong knows that the famous lone rangers in the previous life have their own connections. Like the previous life, they lived alone and privately had tofu as a good friend.
Alone does not mean that you have no friends. Most of the time, you are alone, and you really need to find someone who really needs hidden tasks such as teamwork.
Bai Song walked through the street, started sneaking after confirming that no one was following, and then walked into a prop shop.
The prop store sells a wide variety of things, and the business is not very bad or very good. These strange things are not very helpful to fight monsters, and players who have spare money will come and visit.
Bai Song sneaked into the door, and the boss found out the moment Bai Song entered the door. As the owner of a prop store, he sells some weird things. Even the elementary sneakers can't see the early closing.
"Want to buy something?" The boss asked with a smile, then pointed to the leather mask behind him: "Do you need this?"
Bai Song came out from the shadows ~ EbookFREE.me ~ shook his head at the boss. The man's leather mask referred to by the boss was high-end goods, Bai Song could not afford it.
In the end, Bai Song just bought a simple mask that can hide the basic information of identity. It is very cheap, and cheap means low-end goods.
However, it is not useless.
It can withstand some common reconnaissance techniques, and even if pierced by special reconnaissance techniques, it will only see the approximate appearance, and no name ID will appear.
Bian Baisong found an empty booth. The location was very remote and only paid very cheap rent. It only rented for one hour. This is the lowest rent market.
The stuff on the stall was simple, just a leaf-woven bracelet.
Bian Baisong was sitting there holding a pen and writing words on the paper attached to the booth, and he did not speak. He just sat there leisurely as if this thing was not his.
"What is this thing?" The traffic flow in the trading area is still good. After a while, a player comes up to ask.
Bai Song sat back and said nothing. He lifted up the paper just written, with three words written on it: see for yourself.
"I'll go, sell something and drag what, you let me see the little master." The player clamored and left.
Baisong is not upset. Everything on Baisong's booth is systematically protected. He can't take it without Baisong's consent. Baisong simply closed his eyes and raised his mind.
In the follow-up, there were several players who came to inquire. When Bai Song closed his eyes, he simply put the "see it" post on his face.
Most of the players do n’t seem to sell things with their heart when they see Bai Song doing this.
Xi Baisong was resting in a hurry, and suddenly a male duck awakened himself.
"Goldware!"