The next group of players had already come in. Hill saw a few people from the bald gang wandering in and went straight to the locker. Sure enough, several people followed them.
Jiji Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai sat by the window, laughing and typing instructions all the time.
After more than 20 minutes, those few people went straight to the puppets who were receiving the goods. When they lined up to sell the goods, the time was up. When Hill raised his hand to send them out, he heard several angry curses.
"Haha, I am indeed banned." He was so happy that he went crazy.
Hill held his forehead and sighed. Playing tricks on this kind of thing is indeed a player's forte.
Adrian came quickly. He pushed the door open and asked, "Where did it come from? Is there such a thing outside?"
Hill stood up and asked Jiji Waiwai to go to the third floor with Adrian.
Ji Wai Wai Wai Wai walked down happily soon. Hill saw a few people pointing at him and reminded him.
Jiji turned his head and glanced, making a dismissive gesture and said: "It's okay, hostile family. Mr. Adrian gave me a pass to the library and allowed me to enter the Mage Tower to learn alchemy. Just saying this will do the trick."
They’re so angry!”
He smiled and said to Hill again: "I know Mr. Hill's residence, and I will visit you later."
Hill nodded in agreement and walked away proudly.
Adrian stayed on the third floor and did not come down. Hill didn't care and waited until the store was closed before going upstairs.
Adrian was sitting on the sofa with his legs crossed. There was a bottle of wine called Crystal Mystery on the coffee table. He was holding a crystal cup in his hand, shaking it while drinking, humming a tune.
When Hill saw his appearance when he came in, he couldn't help but said: "Don't drink too much. What will grandpa do if he sees it?"
"He won't talk about me today, and he can ask me for another drink." Adrian leaned on the sofa and smiled: "My life is back in my own hands."
Hill sat next to him and took out a few plates of snacks: "Let's have something to eat!"
Adrian put down the wine glass and said seriously: "I want to thank you very much! Hill, you really helped me a lot!"
Hill shook his head: "You are also lucky. I originally thought about letting him send it to the auction. Anyway, there should be few people in Salar who are richer than my grandfather and you."
Adrian said: "Hey, don't explain. You must find a way to make him think it's best to sell it to you."
Hill was silent: Of course it's not good to have a little more than 50,000 and bring a lot of trouble, but if it's 500,000, even a little more is good.
Fortunately, he had measured their prices in order to buy clothes. Yesterday, I also heard several players who sold expensive ores to NPCs muttering that the tax was nine-tenths.
As long as the transaction was fair, he almost wanted to export it and buy it directly. But he knew the players, so he directly said that he would accept 5 million, and the players would only see if there was anyone with a higher bid.
Hill knew that the price was at its peak, and that this thing was only useful to knights. Unless the royal family, no one could afford more.
But if this player gives him a rare item to live in and some troublesome enemies, I don’t know what will happen.
If you throw away the goods after you get them, Hill will be furious.
Adrian reached out and touched Hill's head: "Little Hill has grown up. I will never say that you are too gentle and easy to bully." Hill pushed him away angrily and handed him a sandwich: "Quickly
Eat it! If you come back like this, you will be beaten."
Adrian gnawed on the sandwich and laughed: "I will refine the Saint's Smile when I get back. Divide it into two bottles of potion and give it to my father and brother. Oh my, I'm relieved. The big stone in my heart is gone!"
The saint's tears turned into life potion and became the saint's smile. I don't know who named it. Hill thought angrily.
"You seem to be very cautious when facing these undead. It's not normal to be fair." Adrian said: "Do you also think William will still use these undead? The teacher has taken me to visit many people in the past two days, and all of them are...
I think Salal may have a fight with Hafa Sardo this time."
Hill raised his head: "Isn't this normal! Didn't you see the attitude of the undead towards the temple? There is still no hatred! Can you imagine how many of them can call the god Rose by name?"
"What? Do they dare to scold them directly? There is no divine punishment?"
"One of the first undead people who came asked me who the rose was. When they found out, they directly mentioned the name of the god. They were very disapproving and even cursed. Nothing happened."
Adrian lay back on the sofa directly: "Oh my god! Rose's temper! She wants to fight to the death!"
Hill said: "I asked and they found that they still have more than 1 million people who want to come. They said that William would let in at least 500,000. His Majesty didn't want to give up!"
Adrian jumped up and said, "Oh my god! You won't give me the time to be sad for the spring and autumn! Xiao Hill, I have to leave today. I have to talk to the teacher first."
Just as he was about to go downstairs, he turned to Hill and said, "If you can't sell your things, don't sell them. Come with us to meet more people. Can you still hide for the rest of your life? Why hide away when you have nothing to do? You have the teacher's connections."
You should know something. You are a warlock, why are you afraid of affecting me?"
Hill smiled: "The potions you and my grandfather gave me are all sold out. I plan to replenish some of the primary potions I made myself."
Adrian looked at Hill in disbelief and ran downstairs to take a look.
Hirsch suddenly got up and went downstairs, asking the store core to show the inventory and income statement to Adrian.
Adrian looked up and down for a long time, then raised his hand and said, "The undead have so much money! I happen to have no money, so I can sell some."
"It should be because William has more money! The second floor is the warehouse. Uncle Adrian went to register and release the goods himself. I gave you permission."
It happened that the medicine cabinet was almost empty, and Hill didn't have enough medicine in his hand.
Adrian said disdainfully: "It seems that they made a lot of money from the expelled Rose families, and William himself is not that rich."
Adrian simply replenished the medicine cabinet and warehouse, and then said goodbye to Hill happily: "It's a pity that the teacher's inventory is all stored in the magic tower. I'll go back and ask him if he still has it on hand."
Hill smiled and watched Adrian leave, then went upstairs to look at the bottle of wine. The Crystal Mystery only reached the bottom of the bottle. This kind of wine is specially for mages to drink. It is expensive and easy to get drunk. Adrian's reaction today was very direct.
It seems that he drank too much. I hope he can control his emotions, otherwise Fran will not tolerate him for too long.
Hill continued to replenish jewelry. Melanie was a person who liked making jewelry very much, and there were a lot of crafting goods in the warehouse. She was also a very proud person and did not like to sell the same type of jewelry. Hill originally cleaned up the alchemy jewelry warehouse.
When I was there, I was almost blinded.
Adrian can easily come up with 5 million crystal stones, but Melanie, who learned alchemy earlier than Adrian, only has more than 1 million, because she has collected mountains of gems and precious metal materials.
These jewelry are basically embossed with alchemical formations that increase magic power and spell strength, making them very suitable for sale to players.
Hill has always felt that these things will last a lifetime and cannot be sold as ordinary jewelry. There are too few low-level female mages who can afford such jewelry.
It is also beneficial for players to come. Hill feels that there is no need to worry about running out of money.
Hill glanced at the glove cabinet and noticed that two alchemy carriages had been sold. High-priced goods worth 200,000 gold coins could be sold so quickly: and the convertible one was sold first.
Well, players don't need to be practical, it's more fashionable.
Hill decided to go upstairs to sleep. Adrian saved him a lot of trouble. He was expected to come again tomorrow. Having no money was terrible for an alchemist, and Fran would not give him money to spend.
When Hill got up, he couldn't help but glance out the window: the queue was still very long. This was already the third day. Logically speaking, the merchants should have noticed it long ago.
I don’t know what the undead did. The neighbors on Maple Leaf Street knew that Hill was rich but refused to open a store.
Hill released a few more puppets. There will definitely be a lot of people selling things today.
He took a deep breath and sat upright behind the workbench.
Hill specially wore a slim-fitting black mage robe that he bought from a player today: It's the third day, and it's time for the bolder players to test it out. If he wears this clothes and acts more indifferent, they should confirm the mission.
They were all picked up by the bald guys.
After all, Chirp Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai Wai upstairs! It must be the hidden mission is gone!
There may have been hundreds of discussions in the player forums, but this doesn't count as Hill letting them take the blame.
After taking all the benefits, there will be more benefits in the future, so it doesn’t matter if you take some of the blame!
Hill comforted himself and opened the door with peace of mind.
Sure enough, the first person to rush in was not a bald man. I don’t know when these people came to line up.
Facing the players who came up to ask questions, Hill pointed at the alchemy gold indifferently and said: "If you don't have it above, come back to me."
The player who was blocked back looked at Hill's clothes and companions and said, "That bitch with a perfect bald head! He also gave clothes to NPCs, you can imagine it!"
Hill looked up at him, and his companion quickly covered his mouth and moved away: "You want to be struck by lightning!"
Hill recalled it, and it seemed like he had never seen this before. They were not the group of people in the apocalypse! There were so many enemies for the bald lolita.
Several players gathered together to discuss for a while, and everyone else went to buy things.
Only one player named Lu Huayu stood in front of Hill and said in a very gentle tone: "Dear Mr. Mage, do you have any materials you need? We can help you collect them."
Hill felt himself shudder.
He quickly shook his head: "No need."
The player persisted and said: "That's such a pity! We have a lot of family members. If you need anything, please come to us."
Hill could only nod and say nothing.
He stood for a while, and seeing that Hill still didn't say anything, he had to move aside to sell goods.
Hill has never been good at dealing with such gentle and gentle scum. It was obvious that these people were in the same group, and this was the leader. He felt that he could understand why a straightforward rough guy like Baldhead became an enemy of Lu Huayu.
