Ayiwu, on the other hand, has long been accustomed to the seller's behavior of raising prices and taking advantage of the situation.
Fifty kilograms of money, to put it bluntly, is the amount of money needed to hunt and kill monster corpses.
At first glance, this fifty kilograms of strange corpses does not sound as exaggerated as a lion's mouth.
Just know that the power of pollution in this world not only pollutes the spirit, but also pollutes the physical body.
Just like the black-bone dragon she hunted not long ago, it originally had a strong body and body, but within just a stick of incense away from the river basin, it had already decayed into bones, greatly reducing the value of the recovered niche cage.
Ordinary monsters trade here, and being able to get ten kilograms of monster flesh and blood is the limit.
The salesman is very capable of forcing people to buy and sell. Since he opened his mouth for fifty catties, it means that the person he is trading with today must offer fifty catties of flesh and blood.
He acted like this, and throughout the ages, he killed countless weirdos who came to trade at this stall.
Of course, this also comes from the rules and rights given by the niche.
Naturally, the salesman would not abuse this power.
He also meets people and delivers dishes.
Just like Ayiwu, even though she was seriously injured, she did not dare to exercise the authority over her. At most, it was just a trick on her in this transaction.
However, this kid has never experienced an evolution. To this world, he is not even considered a new monster.
Coupled with the injuries on his body and the appearance of both eyes being disabled, how could the salesman be kind to him?
But this kid is actually able to find this place, and knows how to exchange weirdness for Tingyuquan?
Being able to acquire so much knowledge in such a short period of time, and even being able to stay in the boat under the river for such a long time without having a mental breakdown...
Sure enough, those who can walk in this world with that woman, even if they are young people, are definitely not ordinary people.
Since Ayiwu fought against him last time, she has put away her heart of underestimating the enemy.
When they met again this time, they suppressed their temper and looked at Bai Lian secretly without making a move, but they were not in a hurry to take revenge.
After all, now that he is within the scope of the salesman's rules and authority, this situation is not going to be easy for him.
The rules revealed. If he couldn't produce these fifty kilograms of weird flesh and blood today, he would have to use his own flesh and blood as compensation to replace it.
Bailian walked to the stall, perfectly avoiding the messy debris on the ground. He took out a bulging gray bag from the back of his waist. With his arms shaking lightly, he poured out many finger-sized drops of water like rain.
Blue beads.
He landed in front of the niche with the faint white smoke.
"I'm new to Baodi. I don't know what the trading rules and currency conversions of your stall are. Plus my eyesight is not very good now. Why don't you, boss, do the counting yourself?"
"bead?"
The salesman suddenly laughed out loud.
Where did this rookie come from? I really thought that the weird monsters here were the spirits practicing in other places. The monsters have the source of nuclear energy beads, but the weird monsters are different. The weird monsters are the existence of collapse and disorder, and there is no existence of any
The core of the original power is that even important organs such as the heart are just ordinary pieces of meat in the body.
Although these beads of unknown origin look clear and beautiful, they have no real use.
Smelling the highly concentrated smell of pollution on Balian's body, looking at him from head to toe, there was really no place to take out the extra weird flesh and blood to feed the niche cage.
A ferocious smile finally appeared on the salesman's face. He stood up from the recliner and walked slowly in circles around Balian. His voice was full of malice: "If you can't bring out these fifty pounds today,
The 'meat' comes, but you need your own body to replace it. I will not walk this path in vain."
Balian looked suddenly confused: "So I encountered a black shop?"
The seller Lang Sensen sneered: "Is this the name of your world? If you want to understand it this way, that's right. Since you have fallen into my territory, you must abide by my rules."
"Your rules?" Balian suddenly leaned down and smiled, "So, this is not reasonable anymore. Isn't there a fair and just person who can uphold justice for me? After all,
, I spent a lot of effort to collect these beads, didn’t I?”
"A righteous man? Fair and just?" The salesman looked at Balian as if he were a fool, and laughed out loud: "Are you okay? Could it be that for self-protection, he deliberately made this stupid look to make people dislike him?
So I think eating a fool like you will affect your IQ?"
Balian was surprised: "You make a living by selling goods, and your authority here has long been superior to others, but you are so unreasonable and want to eat me?"
The salesman looked at him coldly: "Aren't you talking nonsense?"
Although he sells goods and holds a special authority, from a fundamental point of view, he is also weird and has a strong appetite for any polluted creature in this world.
Strengthening oneself by devouring others and thus evolving has always been the survival rule of every race here.
He is no exception.
Balian stood up straight, his face suddenly lost expression, and said calmly: "So, you are not a person who abides by the rules of stall trading. Since you don't abide by the rules, how can you be qualified to formulate and implement your own rules?"
As he finished speaking, the old niche cage behind the three sticks of incense shook slightly.
The seller's face changed slightly, his eyes suddenly became extremely cold, and he said in a cold voice: "Do you know that by saying this, you have violated the rules of this place? Since my niche has reacted, it means that it has given birth to you.
interest.
In this kind of place, interest means appetite. The appetite of the niche is comparable to the abyss. At least so far, I have never seen any guest who can satisfy its appetite. If you obediently let me eat, it will be nothing more than
It’s just the moment of pain when you chew it into your stomach, but if you fall into its belly, it will be endless despair and pain.”
Balian shook his head and smiled, without any trace of fear on his face. He raised his arm lightly, and all the beads piled on the ground flew back into the bag in his hand.
Carrying the bag of beads whose origins he did not know, he placed the bag in front of the niche as if it were an offering, and said calmly: "In this case, you are the one who can really trade according to the rules. Now you are gone.
The middleman makes a profit, which is a good thing for you and me."
A Yiwu, who had been silent until now, saw this scene and finally couldn't help but speak up: "Do you know what the consequences will be if you feed it food it doesn't like directly into the niche? You will be crushed by the rules here.
, that feeling is more terrifying than becoming food."