Chapter 39: Selling the Magic Core

"You're saying you want to go back to the Atlas?" Zhang Feng asked suspiciously. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Doubao nodded his little head, jumped off his shoulder, and got into the clothes on Zhang Feng's chest. The small body trembled, and there was both fear and hope in the eyes of the light gate.

Zhang Feng also understands the performance of Doubao, it was seriously injured when he first encountered Doubao, Doubao is a Warcraft cub, and Warcraft parents will never let such a small cub leave their side, I think there must be a twist and turn in this story, either Doubao's parents have died, or Doubao ran out by himself, and then was hurt by humans. But no matter how smart Doubao is, he can't speak, and Zhang Feng has no way of understanding the process.

Zhang Feng stroked the supple hair of the bean bun and comforted: "Don't worry, with my brother here, no one can hurt you." ”

Beanbag's small body trembled a little, but the fear in his clear eyes was still there.

Through the light gate, stepping into the other world again, Zhang Feng was full of emotion. The various gains of blue gold, magic, and diamonds in the other world make Zhang Feng want to stop in the other world, but the dangers of the other world are real, and with Zhang Feng's strength that has just reached the intermediate level of magic apprentice, walking in the other world can be described as walking on thin ice.

Sweeping the layout of the room, everything was as before, even the few pools of blood left by the bean bag break in were still there, but it had dried up, and the various furniture in the room was covered with a thin layer of dust. It's been a week, and the waiters at the Adventurer's House haven't even come in to clean up. But it's relieved to think about it, whether it's cultivating magic or fighting spirit, when it comes to breaking through the realm, or studying a certain spell or martial art, it's normal to retreat for ten days and a half months, and you must not be disturbed by anyone during this period. Presumably, the Adventurer's House is also used to this situation, and if the guests don't come out, they won't go in and disturb them.

Zhang Feng walked out of the room, and when he went downstairs and passed by the hall on the first floor, he said hello to the waiters, asked them to clean the room, and paid two weeks' room fees before leaving the adventurer's house.

Walking on the street, the wide bluestone road is empty, and occasionally two or three pedestrians passing by are also nervous and hurried. Just now in the lobby on the first floor of the Adventurer's House, he didn't see anyone drinking and chatting there, and Zhang Feng thought that those people had gone to explore the Endless Forest. Who knew that the street was also so deserted, like entering a ghost domain, which made Zhang Feng realize that something must have happened.

After walking for ten minutes, I came to the Mage Guild, and the acquisition hall on the first floor, which was overcrowded in the past, is now empty, and even the staff of the Mage Guild responsible for the purchase of materials is much less. Fortunately, the old man in charge of the acquisition of the magic core that Zhang Feng was looking for was still there, Zhang Feng walked over, took out a yellow magic core the size of an orange and put it on the counter, and said, "Old man, I'm bothering you again, help me see how much this magic core can sell for." ”

The old man raised his head, glanced at Zhang Feng, and returned with a kind smile, obviously remembering Zhang Feng. But when his gaze swept to the bean bag squatting on Zhang Feng's shoulder, his pupils shrank sharply, and a terrifying momentum centered on the old man pressed over like a mountain.

Since leaving the adventurer's house, Doubao is no longer afraid, got out of Zhang Feng's arms, stood on Zhang Feng's shoulder, and curiously looked at the surrounding buildings, flowers and trees. For Bean Bao, who has lived in the endless forest since childhood, everything in human society is so novel. After entering the Mage Guild, Doubao was not afraid of strangers, and still looked left and right curiously. Until the old man's momentum pressed over, the purple hair on the bean bag's body exploded instantly, like a little hedgehog, and at the same time, his body bowed up, making a look of being ready to attack at any time, and purple lightning surrounded his body, crackling.

Zhang Feng stepped back five steps before he regained his footing and looked at the old man with a shocked expression. Zhang Feng never thought that an old man in the Mage Guild who was in charge of the acquisition of the magic core was also a master, and it was so terrifying just by letting out his momentum, at least he was a professional above level four.

Not only Zhang Feng, but even the other staff in the hall also looked at the old man with a strange expression. The old man immediately realized that something was wrong, and quickly reined in his outward momentum, and returned to the appearance of a dying old man, but now whoever thinks he is an ordinary old man is a complete fool.

The old man coughed and said to everyone: "I'm sorry, I was excited when I saw something good, and I didn't control my strength." ”

With that, the old man picked up the demon core with his somewhat dry palm and slowly groped for it, while muttering an inexplicable incantation in his mouth. The demon core gradually emitted an earthy yellow light, from weak to strong, until the light was so bright that people did not dare to look at it directly, and the entire hall was dyed earthy yellow.

The old man nodded in satisfaction and stopped chanting the incantation, and the light of the demon core gradually converged until it returned to a gray appearance.

"Young man, this is the magic core of a fourth-order Warcraft Overlord Scorpion, it is very rare, are you sure you want to sell it?"

At this time, the staff in the hall were relieved, and their eyes were full of envy when they looked at Zhang Feng. People thought that the good thing the old man said meant the magic core, ignoring the bean bag that was scared to get back into Zhang Feng's arms.

Zhang Feng nodded affirmatively and said, "Since it is for sale, old man, you can give a price." ”

The gold you got from the last sale of the Magic Core has not been spent. Next, Zhang Feng had an even bigger purchase plan, and he couldn't do it without money, so he had to take out a magic core from the harvest of the giant snake cave and sell it. Zhang Feng just picked a relatively large demon core and took it out, but he didn't expect it to be the magic core of a fourth-order demonic beast.

The old man smiled heartily and said, "It's rare to see a fourth-order magic core in Jumu Town all year round, and this magic core will give you fifteen thousand gold coins." ”

Zhang Feng took out his crystal card and completed the card transaction with the old man.

"Old man, where have all the people in Giant Wood gone? I walked all the way, the adventurer's house, the street, the mage's guild, and I didn't see a few people. ”

"Oh, you don't know the news of the siege of Warcraft?" The old man looked at Zhang Feng with a strange expression, as if he was wondering that there was still no one who knew such a sensational news related to his life and death.

Zhang Feng touched his nose and said with some embarrassment: "In the past few days, I have been cultivating in the room of the Adventurer's House, impacting the intermediate realm of mage apprentices. ”

The old man's consciousness was released, and he checked Zhang Feng's cultivation, and sure enough, he was an apprentice at the intermediate level, and his breath was floating, and he looked like he had just broken through, so he suddenly said: "No wonder, seven days ago, the mercenary group hired by the mayor went out to explore and found a harbinger of the impending beast tide, and when the news came back, most of the people in the town fled to other towns for refuge." The rest of the people are all conscious of their strength and want to take advantage of the beast tide. ”