Haoran looked at the countdown board and saw that there were still 19 hours left before the end of the limited-time task. After leaving the tailor shop, he took the time to go to the appraisal center in the village.
The laboratory was close to the home of the village doctor Aide. When Haoran was still some way away, he saw a small figure running over from a distance.
"Brother, you're here." Xiao Lan had completely recovered her health and was indescribably excited to see her savior.
"Good boy, Xiao Lan." Haoran touched the little girl's head. Her hair was very smooth and had a silky feel.
"Brother, have you killed that big snake?" The little girl's big eyes flickered, looking at Haoran expectantly.
"Not yet, I'll go right away. Big brother has something to do now, so I'll go to your house later, okay?" Haoran shook his head a little apologetically.
"Okay, one word is the final word." Xiao Lan's face showed joy.
Haoran lovingly stroked the little girl's head again, turned around and knocked on the door of the laboratory.
"Brother, are you going to find Grandpa Wen to appraise something?" Xiao Lan suddenly asked after seeing his actions.
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Haoran's hand stopped in mid-air. It turned out that the NPC in charge of appraisal work in the village was named Wen. He felt that Xiao Lan was hesitant to speak.
"Grandpa Wen's temper is a little weird. Maybe you can help a little if you take me with you." Xiaolan tugged at the corner of Haoran's clothes and whispered.
It was strange. When Haoran saw her expression, he suddenly wondered. Could it be that the system would even create some trouble for players when identifying items?
"Okay, be good then." He stretched out his hand to pull Xiaolan and gently scratched her pretty little nose. NPC characters in the game would never say unreasonable things, so there must be a big deal with her.
usefulness.
"Yes." Xiaolan nodded obediently and followed him without saying anything.
Haoran raised his hand again and landed on the door of the laboratory, making a slightly dull sound.
"Who is it?" an old voice came from inside.
"I'm here to appraise the items." Haoran replied, "Can you come in?"
"Appraisal of items?" The voice was stunned for a moment, seeming a little suspicious.
"Yes, can I come in?" Haoran asked again.
The man was silent for a long time. Just when Haoran wanted to ask again, the voice in the room slowly came out: "Young man, come in."
After receiving a positive answer, Haoran pushed the door open. It seemed to be in disrepair. The wooden door shook from side to side as soon as it was opened, and there was a constant creaking sound.
After Xiaolan also entered the house, he reached out and closed the door again, showing extreme caution when resetting it, fearing that the door and frame would be completely separated if he used too much force.
The light in the room was a little dark, and it took Haoran three seconds to see clearly. Under the orange lights in front, there was a somewhat broken wooden table. Behind the wooden table, an unkempt old man was sitting motionless.
If it weren't for the pair of sharp hawk-like eyes behind the messy hair, Haoran wouldn't be sure that this was a living person.
"Do you have something you want to appraise for me?" Although the old man spoke, his body remained motionless, like a wooden sculpture. At this time, a line of blue characters appeared above his head: Appraiser Wen Zhong.
"Please take a look, can this thing be authenticated?" Haoran stepped forward and respectfully placed the gloves obtained by killing the Mad Wolf King on the wooden table.
"Old rules, one gold coin." The old man's eyes lit up when he saw the gloves.
"One gold coin?" Haoran said bitterly. He only had about twenty silver coins in total. How could he have the money to pay such a high appraisal fee?
"What? No money?" The old appraiser's sharp eyes were fixed on Haoran's face.
"Well... I really don't have that much money, can I..." Haoran was sweating. He didn't expect that appraising an item would cost so much!
"No, I've clearly marked the price here. No matter what you come to appraise, it's all a gold coin." The old man didn't let up at all.
"Is this the same price for an appraisal artifact?" Haoran couldn't help being stunned and asked subconsciously.
"Of course." The old man said firmly.
"This is really..." Haoran was speechless. The appraisal fee for the artifact cannot be just one gold coin. This price is really cheap. It's a pity that he came here just to appraise a bronze item.
"Grandpa Wen." Xiaolan suddenly revealed her cute little head from behind Haoran.
"Oh, it's Xiaolan." When the expressionless old man saw the little girl, the wrinkles on his face suddenly turned into a chrysanthemum shape.
"Grandpa, I went to the outside of the village to pick a bouquet of flowers for you. Do you like it?" Xiao Lan took out a bouquet of flowers from behind her like a magic trick.
"Beautiful, really beautiful. Grandpa Wen likes the things Xiaolan gave him the most." Hearing this, the old appraiser nodded repeatedly and took the flowers. He smiled a little from ear to ear.
"Grandpa, when I was picking flowers, I was chased by a big snake and was seriously injured. I almost couldn't come back." Xiao Lan rubbed herself into the arms of the old appraiser and started to act coquettishly.
"What, where is the injury? Let grandpa take a look." It could be heard that the old man really loved Xiaolan. When he heard that she was injured, his voice became trembling.
"Dad used medicine to apply it on me. Fortunately, a little brother saved me, otherwise Grandpa Wen, you would never see Xiao Lan again."
"I really need to thank that warrior." There was a hint of gratitude in the old man's voice.
"Really? Grandpa, you were asking someone for the appraisal fee of a gold coin just now." Xiaolan turned around, turned to Haoran's side, and pointed.
"Did you save Xiao Lan?" The old appraiser suddenly stood up and looked at Haoran steadily.
"Yes." Haoran fully understood Xiaolan's intention and nodded in cooperation.
"In this case, it would be unreasonable for me, Wen Zhong, to ask you for money again." The old man nodded and said decisively: "This time I will give you a free appraisal."
"Thank you, Master." Haoran bowed politely.
The old man slowly put his skinny heads on his gloves. A burst of white light flashed, and the equipment shone with a bright silver sheen.
"It's indeed a good thing!" He locked his eyes on the gloves and praised them.
Haoran couldn't wait to get back the Wolf King Gloves, and the properties of the equipment had changed significantly.
Wolf King Gloves
Silver level equipment
Physical attack +60
Additional skills: Tear (can cause the attacked creature to lose 20 points of vitality and blood per second)
Requires level 8
Applicable occupations: All.
Authenticated
Actually, the levels after the appraisal have been improved! Haoran was overjoyed. The attributes of the silver-level equipment were much stronger than those of the bronze-level equipment. Not only did the physical attack power increase from the previous +40 to +60, but the attached tearing skill also made the enemy
The blood loss reaches 20 points per second. With such attributes, it is perfect for killing monsters and upgrading at this stage.
He looked at his experience bar and estimated that he would be able to reach level 8 by killing another twenty mad wolves. By then, once equipped with the Wolf King Gloves, killing the snake boss would definitely be a piece of cake.
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"Master, thank you..." He was halfway through his words when he was stopped by Xiao Lan pulling his sleeves. Looking at the little girl's eyes, Haoran found that the old appraiser had fallen asleep on the table tiredly.
Okay, the appraisal just now obviously took a lot of energy from the old man.
Haoran held the little girl's hand and gently exited the appraiser's cabin.
