But before speaking, Zheng Xiaoming suddenly passed away.

Yes, this is the city of rainbow, the dream world.

How could ordinary bottled water appear in reality in this place?

How could so many people buy it?

Are so many people fools?

Xin Rubai didn't know about Zheng Xiaoming's complicated psychological activities and smiled and said, "By the way, you haven't tested your mental strength yet, right? When you buy equipment later, I will take you to test your mental strength.

Most night watchmen have mental values ​​above fifteen o'clock and below thirty o'clock.

And this kind of mental potion can replenish our mental consumption a little! Do you still think this thousand yuan is expensive now?"

Zheng Xiaoming thought to himself: "This is 60,000 yuan, not 10,000 yuan! I am from Da Chu, and I earn the Great Chu Tongbao, and I also spend the Great Chu Tongbao!"

Of course, Zheng Xiaoming is not a quarrel, and he insists on arguing with others, so he has no words to say this.

But his brain circuit is different from that of ordinary people, and suddenly he thought of another question: "A bottle of water can only add some mental consumption.

If I want to add ten points of mental consumption, wouldn’t I need ten bottles of water? Will I be able to die of drinking so much at once?"

Xin Rubai was speechless: "This is the virtual world! Do you really think that this water is water? Don't worry, even if you drink a hundred bottles, you won't be able to death!"

As they spoke, people kept walking to the container and took away bottles of so-called spiritual potion. It can be seen that this thing consumes a lot in the virtual world.

Xin Rubai had already taken Zheng Xiaoming to another shelf, where there were a wide range of weapons and all kinds of guns and ammunition. This made Zheng Xiaoming feel like he was walking into the weapon shop.

"I heard that foreigners can't help but firearms, and firearms can be bought and sold in supermarkets! Today I've seen it..."

Zheng Xiaoming thought, and then was frightened by the price of these guns.

Just now, the price of a bottle of water was 600, so Zheng Xiaoming was already mentally prepared. The prices of these weapons must be very high!

But seeing the price of these guns still scared Zheng Xiaoming.

Too expensive! It's really too expensive!

The most common police revolver costs 100,000 yuan!

No, 100,000 is the Demon Hunting Coin. If it is the Great Chu Tongbao, it needs to be 600,000!

The prices of other spears are even more terrifying, and they can be easily worth 20 to 3 million yuan. Zheng Xiaoming's heart was thrusting.

But thinking about the consuming bottled water, one bottle sold for 60,000 yuan. Suddenly, I felt that the price of these guns was not very expensive!

"How about it, choose one! With this virtual weapon, you can fight better!" Xin Rubai smiled.

Zheng Xiaoming thought about it and asked, "How much does that bullet cost?"

Xin Rubai smiled and said, "There are two types of bullets in the virtual world.

One is physical bullets, which are very expensive, one shot of 10,000 demon hunting coins can increase a little damage!

As for the other one, it’s cheaper. Your spiritual power is your bullet. The stronger your mental power, the stronger your bullet will be!

Of course, virtual weapons also have basic bonuses. For example, this cheapest police pistol does not have any damage bonuses, which is a tool for use.

And automatic rifles like this have three damage!”

Zheng Xiaoming glanced at the price of the automatic rifle and actually cost three million demon hunting coins, which is 18 million Da Chu Tongbao.

I suddenly felt that I couldn't afford it, so I said goodbye, and I would rather buy the cheapest pistol to use it!

Xin Rubai said, "Have you thought it through clearly? The virtual weapon is also projected by the real world and is affected by reality.

Your police pistol is small, with a maximum range of only fifty meters and an effective range of only thirty meters. It cannot be fired continuously. In addition, there is no damage bonus, do you really want to buy it?"

Zheng Xiaoming was already very heartbroken when he bought such an expensive pistol. He also went to buy that automatic rifle, unless he was crazy...

Zheng Xiaoming smiled and said, "I use a sword! I can't even use this gun. Just buy one and pretend. Why buy such expensive ones?"

When Xin Rubai heard this, he shook his head and suddenly said, "Chang Wei and I are friends. He mentioned you to me!"

This is telling Zheng Xiaoming that if you buy a good gun, you will never harm you.

However, Zheng Xiaoming didn't care at all and still took out a police pistol.

But the pistol just now was in his hand, and his face changed and he screamed out with a "dummy"!

No, the gun in his hand felt exactly the same as the gun he snatched from the policeman who entered the city of human skin and resentment that day!

He would never admit his mistake, because Zheng Xiaoming snatched out of that man-like city, not just one or two, but seven or eight guns.

Then the guns were taken to Futian by him and all turned into ashes and mist!

Thinking that this gun is worth 300,000 yuan, seven guns are worth 2.1 million yuan!

At this moment, Zheng Xiaoming really wanted to return to Futian and shouted: "Unscrupulous Futian, pay me money!"

Then no matter what Xin Rubai said, Zheng Xiaoming refused to buy a better gun!

He has tried this kind of gun with power, and it is neither accurate nor far away. Zheng Xiaoming is fine to buy a pretense, so he asked him to spend more money and buy a better gun, of course he didn't want to!

He was just Zheng Xiaoming's guide and could not interfere with Zheng Xiaoming's choice. Although he felt that Zheng Xiaoming's choice was very unwise.

In fact, if Zheng Xiaoming was not Gao Yang's security officer, he had shown great potential recently. More importantly, if he had not been friends with Chang Wei, he would not have mentioned Zheng Xiaoming like this for Chang Wei's sake!

Since Zheng Xiaoming is stubborn, then it's fine.

At the same time, he became cold and indifferent to Zheng Xiaoming's attitude.

Zheng Xiaoming didn't notice at all. At this moment, he was heartbroken by his guns that had been eaten by Futian.

When Xin Rubai heard him ask again, "The next thing is to buy armor, do you need it?"

Zheng Xiaoming asked: "Is it expensive?"

Xin Rubai: "Okay is definitely expensive!"

Zheng Xiaoming: "Then I won't buy it!"

Xin Rubai: "Okay! I'll take you to test your mental values!"

Now he no longer persuades him and is completely doing his job.

The two left the shop and went to the corridor again. After walking a few steps, they arrived at another room.

This is an empty room with only that colorful light flowing.

"You can test your mental strength by firing at this light!" Xin Rubai smiled in formula.

Zheng Xiaoming thought about it, then took out the pistol he had just bought and shot him at Xia Guang.

Xin Rubai just wanted to stop him and told Zheng Xiaoming that you must concentrate so that you can test your true power!

However, before he could speak, Zheng Xiaoming held the gun, and didn't even aim, and shot it out with a casual shot.

Amid the deafening gunfire, two splashed out from the colorful light - "29"!

Then, Xin Rubai, who had just become cold, almost glared out with his eyes: "You are right! He actually hit twenty-nine!"
Chapter completed!