The next day, Fan Feng woke up in Celia's room, which was the treehouse next to Celia's. He drank a cup of milk tea that was originally produced in the Dungeon and ate a piece of wheat flour bread that was worth three gold coins. He also gave Celia ten gold coins for the food and left early.
To be honest, the cost of living in the Buried City was really high. Fan Feng had worked so hard to get a few hundred gold coins from the monsters. A breakfast cost almost one-thirtieth of his daily expenses. At this rate, Fan Feng could only live for three meals a day for ten days.
It was no wonder that the players he saw would turn into white lights and say that they would go offline to eat. He thought that they were stupid enough not to ask the NPCs for food, but now he knew that they were really poor. The most ordinary meal would cost 30 gold coins. According to the current exchange rate of 100 US dollars to one gold coin, a meal would cost at least 3,000 US dollars or even more. Outside the ruins, a meal would cost at most 5,000 US dollars…
It had to be said that Fan Feng was an expert at squandering, but there was no point in arguing about this now. The most important thing now was to rush to the outskirts of Grand Forest as soon as possible and get rid of the equipment on him. Then, he would find a group of stupid and rich people and bring them into the dungeon. He would get the equipment himself, and they would get the experience.
As Fan Feng thought about this, he hurriedly walked forward. Along the way, he even executed three consecutive slashes to escape. The group of warriors on the road only saw three blade lights piercing through the air. Then, a young man in a windbreaker wearing a forehead shield and a cloak passed by…
"Wow, so elegant!"
"Was that a swordsman? What a cool skill, I want to kill myself to learn Swordsman!”
"Is that running? Are you blind? Have you seen anyone run so fast? That's flying!"
“……”
Although Fan Feng was very fast, and he knew that it would be very crowded if he arrived late, he was still shocked when he reached the outer area of Loraine Forest!
There was a sea of people. There were men, women, black skin, and white skin. They stood on the hill and looked down. Fan Feng gasped. There were at least 2,000 people here!
Logically speaking, the Nine Provinces Race had obtained almost 500 spots, so it was obvious that the other races had also followed.
Only A talents could enter, but there were so many of them in the early stages. It had to be said that the people who could survive in the apocalypse were not bad. No matter what, having more people was a good thing for me, Ye Feng. It was easier to raise the price with more people.
Fan Feng pushed the people on both sides." Come, friend, make way!”
Without further ado, Fan Feng relied on his Level 10 strength and super high strength to squeeze into the center of the crowd, even if 2,000 people were like sardines.
In Ye Feng's dojo, many people who had seen Ye Feng yesterday screamed.
"He's here! The Almighty is here!"
"Young Master, look, this is the expert who killed a hundred people yesterday!”
"Young Master, don't sleep anymore. The Almighty is here. Did you bring enough money?”
“……”
In the middle of the crowd, someone had specially built a stone platform for Fan Feng. It was as tall as a person, so Fan Feng walked up without any hesitation.
Fan Feng's eyes were burning with passion, especially the Autumn Leaf Blade hanging on his waist. It was a fiery red with a fiery aura, a symbol of a strong person. It was the symbol of a God in the Dungeon. Fan Feng's cape and the ineffective VIP black gold forehead guard formed the standard three-piece set of a God. Later, many merchants made a fortune by selling the three-piece set. Ye Feng even skinned them and collected the patent fees. This was the aftermath, so let's not talk about it for now.
Fan Feng thought to himself, I want to sell equipment. Open the stall!”
In his mind, the system rang.
"Players above LV10 can activate the stall setting privilege. How long do you want to rent the stall for? 50 gold coins per hour, and an unlimited number of times in an hour.”
Fan Feng felt as if his heart was bleeding. 50 gold coins! System, get the hell out here! Did you merge with Ma Huateng or Kelly? My gold coins are bleeding!
But if he didn't pay, would he just take out the equipment? Stop fooling around. Which one of you is fast enough to run away after stealing the equipment? You'll be dumbfounded.
Fan Feng gritted his teeth and transferred 300 gold coins." Six hours, no problem. Give it to me!”
"Ding! Six hours of stall time has been established. I wish you a prosperous business.”
Fan Feng looked at himself again. There was a satchel on his waist, and in front of him was an oval-shaped red stall that looked like the one in the Buried City in his previous life. At a glance, there were 20 empty spaces on it, which meant that he could put 20 items at once. Not bad.
When the surrounding people saw the stall appear, they were all surprised and anxious.
"Those who are hoping to steal equipment can scram!”
"Haha, it's a stall. I knew it. The huge Underground City will definitely have protection measures for transactions!”
" It's starting, the Almighty is starting!"
“……”
Fan Feng picked out a piece of white equipment and a piece of white leather armor from his bag. He placed them on the stall and said softly," Let's start the auction. A reminder, if I don't say that I'm taking American dollars, please quote me a gold coin!”
After saying that, Fan Feng pulled out his Autumn Leaf Saber and slammed it against the rock beside him. A crisp clang rang out." Begin the bidding!"”
After this, the audience fell silent. Everyone stared at Fan Feng, but no one looked at the equipment.
This was very awkward. Was there a mistake? I was here to bid for equipment, not to sell myself. Look at the equipment. What's the use of looking at me!
Everyone felt their balls ache. This person, aren't you being too cold? You're selling things. Can't you at least introduce the attributes and starting price of your equipment? But you just threw it and it started. This…
A chubby youth squeezed forward from the crowd and respectfully said to Fan Feng," Hello, respected expert. I'm Beiming Pang Zi. My family is the largest auctioneer in the nine provinces. Can I serve you? I am the heir of the family and am very familiar with the auction. I will not charge a single cent this time. Please allow me to serve you…"
As he spoke, the fatty immediately wanted to hug Fan Feng. Fan Feng was so scared that he took a step back. Looking at the 300-pound fat, he hurriedly pushed his hand away." Begin, you're up!" Fatty Gusu, right? The name your parents gave you is so fitting.”
The fat youth chuckled," It's Northern Dark's Pang Zi. It's 'Pang' as in 'humongous'. It means the heir of a huge family property.”
"Oh, Fatty, you may begin." Fan Feng lazily threw over a piece of equipment. It was a white leather armor, bottom tier.
The fat teenager's face turned red. This was a rare opportunity for him to show off his elite potential in front of all humans. The teenager looked at the leather armor and shouted," The first item is a pair of old leather pants for beginners. Physical Defense 15, Magic Defense 15, Intelligence 1. Level requirement: LV3 or above. The leather is fine and durable. It can be worn regularly to prevent rheumatism. The size is definitely the same as the international standard. The beautiful girl's figure was accentuated, and the handsome guy's figure was stylish. Friends who need it can bid now. The starting price is 100 gold coins, and each bid must be at least 100 gold coins! Start now!"
As soon as the Gusu fatty shouted, many people in the surroundings instantly started bidding. However, everyone understood that this was a test of their sincerity. Wasn't there a long time when a horse's bones were sold for thousands of gold? Now that you're spending money to buy white equipment, maybe the purple equipment will be yours!
Although it was the first piece of White equipment, no one would give it up so easily. This was no longer just buying equipment. This was a matter of face, a matter of honor for the clan. This was a matter of shame for the clan!
"150!"
"Three hundred!"
"350!"
"1,000 gold coins, stop arguing!"
"A thousand is nothing! 1,500!"
“……”
Fan Feng took a deep breath. Damn it, he had underestimated the heroes of the world. Things like earning money were indeed something that came quickly from a family!
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