Four days have passed in the story mission, and his lifespan has also consumed four days, while in reality he has only passed forty minutes.

The income of the dungeon did not increase because Jiang Ye was in the story mission.

"How many days does it take?"

[It is estimated that it will take one day of life, and it will be calculated by carrying one day less than one day]

"Fix the wounds."

Jiang Ye nodded, it seemed good to him to repair his injuries with a day of life.

Life span was reduced by one day, Jiang Ye suddenly felt that his body began to regain his vitality, and in an instant, he had returned to his best state, his complexion changed from pale to ruddy, and his weakness was swept away.

The feeling of life passing away left his body in an instant, and his whole body was rejuvenated.

Originally, Jiang Ye thought that he could only resist by himself, but he didn't expect that his body functions had been damaged by more than 60%, and he got a hint from the butcher system.

This can only be blamed on him lifting the Broken Dragon Stone in the basement of the Big Buddha Temple.

That's a hard lift, if you don't lift it, it won't be so miserable, but it's a pity that it's really hard to calm down, Jiang Ye doesn't want to take the path that Monk Guangzhi set for him.

At that time, he didn't die, it was really Jiang Ye's fate.

It is precisely because of this that there is more damage to the body's functions, and even system prompts appear.

Otherwise, even if you are injured, you can recover on your own.

With the recovery of his body, Jiang Ye's face also showed a smile again, he was able to repair his body with his lifespan, and this time he could be even more crazy if he fought again, and carried forward his way of fighting by exchanging injuries for injuries.

"Ding"

The phone prompt is coming.

It was a message from Yu Xiao.

"Are they all converted to federal dollars? Why don't you change a little bit first, and then leave it for some other equipment? ”

The reflection of the mobile phone screen turned Jiang Ye's fair face white.

Jiang Ye pondered for a few seconds, and typed the words on the message: "All of them are exchanged for federal coins, and those few pieces of equipment are just a drizzle." ”

"A total of 800 game coins, converted to federated coins is 800,000, do you really want to convert them all into federated coins?"

"Conversion."

Jiang Ye was not surprised, he had already checked the price of the equipment, and he also knew the exchange rate between the game currency and the real currency.

Those three pieces of equipment, speaking of which, the Skull-Crushing Hammer are worth 500,000 federal coins, and the remaining two are just additions.

This is still the result of the country's macroeconomic regulation and control of the market, otherwise the exchange rate will definitely be speculated.

Big conglomerates, big chaebols, whose real currencies are like numbers, want to buy game currency on a large scale, and then a vicious circle will be formed, leading to the collapse of the market.

The richer players will get more game currency and become stronger, and then continue to get more game currency and become stronger players, and finally squeeze the resources of middle and lower players.

If it is not regulated, the entire market will collapse, and it is easy to have a few dominances, and then gather resources to create one or a group of people to 'create gods'.

I don't know how other countries are, but if you look at the player website of the Dawning Federation, you can know that the power of Dawning is not small, whoever controls the currency will have the right to speak, and whoever masters the resources will also master the way to become stronger.

With money and resources in our hands, society will not collapse, and the dawn will continue to move forward steadily.

"Ding, dear user, your balance is: 820086.00."

"It's here."

Jiang Ye let out a breath of turbidity, he finally didn't have to be chased by the urgency of life, and went back to find a better house to move out.

After turning off the message, Jiang Ye glanced at the time on his phone.

Sunday, July 12, 8:45 p.m.

Because of the vomiting blood just now, some blood was splashed on the clothes, but fortunately, it was black clothes, and I couldn't see anything.

Although his body had been repaired, Jiang Ye felt very tired.

The tense spirit suddenly relaxed, just like the straightened strings suddenly loosened, and it was inevitable that there was some fatigue, and I wanted to close my eyes and rest for a while.

Jiang Ye took a look at the billboard next to the station, and the appearance of the ghost baby was reflected in the billboard.

"Will the ghost baby be seen?"

As if sensing Jiang Ye's thoughts, the ghost baby grinned, revealing a mouthful of sharp small teeth, and the figure in the billboard disappeared, leaving only Jiang Ye's own appearance.

"Not bad." Jiang Ye nodded with satisfaction.

If the ghost baby can be seen by normal people, Jiang Ye will inevitably buy a bag to take with him, and let him lie on his neck too conspicuously.

Fortunately, the ghost baby can also hide his body, and Jiang Ye doesn't need to worry too much.

"Attention passengers, Bus Rapid Transit, is about to enter the station."

A BRT with a long carriage in tow enters the station.

Jiang Ye dragged his tired body onto the bus.

The driver glanced at Jiang Ye and didn't say anything, he saw a lot of students who came out of the Internet café for several days in a row, even if he said anything, the other party would not take it to heart, but would dislike being nosy.

It's just that as the young man walked in, the temperature seemed to drop a lot.

The driver looked at the degree of the air conditioner in the car and was a little puzzled, but the scale on it did not change.

There weren't many people inside the bus.

A pair of young people, an old woman, and a thin middle-aged man in a suit and leather shoes.

After all, it's a weekend, and it's already past eight o'clock and close to nine o'clock, and there are not many people who are normal.

The lights overhead were only turned on for two, emitting a dark glow.

Jiang Ye found a seat near the door and sat down, wrapped the clothes on his body tightly, the ghost baby lay on Jiang Ye's shoulder, his red eyes looked at everyone in the bus, and his little hands grabbed Jiang Ye's hair.

Ten minutes away.

When the rapid bus arrived, the door opened, and the middle-aged man with a distracted face stepped off the bus before Jiang Ye.

Jiang Ye got out of the car and frowned.

The man in front of him walked on tiptoe, and the man didn't seem to notice anything unusual.

The street lights flickered, and two pale shadows followed behind the middle-aged man.

Jiang Ye looked at the shadows of the two middle-aged people.

One of the shadows is the shadow of the middle-aged man himself.

The other doesn't look like a good thing.

Under the flickering street lamp, the pale shadow fluttered and followed closely behind the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man on his tiptoes looked tired, his eyes were blank and he looked quite frustrated.

Jiang Ye suddenly became interested, now his esophagus experience has reached 75%, if it goes well, the two ghosts will allow him to fill up his experience, and now he has met one just right.

"Hunting."

A faint gray mist appeared in front of him, and Jiang Ye saw a middle-aged man in regular clothes, with a bloated body and a wet body, following behind him.

The water ghost just stuck his toes under the middle-aged man's heels, and followed the middle-aged man's footsteps.

As if sensing Jiang Ye's gaze, the ghost turned its head, its head moved, its body did not move, and it rotated in half a circle.

He had a pale face, his face so swollen that his eyes bulged out like fish's eyes.

Jiang Ye could clearly see the bloodshot under the other party's eyes, and the fierce and resentful eyes stared at him directly.

He opened his bloody mouth and spit out his scarlet tongue, his face full of hideousness.

The water ghost's eyes were bent into crescents, and he looked at Jiang Ye with a smile, as if he was laughing at Jiang Ye.

Of course, he was laughing at Jiang Ye, because the young man in front of him was riding a little ghost around his neck, and this man with a good skin had not yet realized that maybe he would die soon.

He was happy, excited, and happy to see someone dying.

Because more people will experience the coldness he experienced.

Maybe the young man in front of him can't even become a ghost. Of course, he has to laugh at it, so that he will appear different, and he will appear more superior.

Although he laughed, there was no shortage of resentment in his eyes.

He drowned in a bus accident that collided with a private car at the Pujiang Bridge and then rushed into the Pujiang River under the bridge.

He didn't know how many people were rescued in the end.

When he awoke, he was lying in a cold morgue surrounded by dead bodies.

He was terrified, even desperate, and he made noises in the morgue, cried, screamed, and tried to flee until he saw his body.

It dawned on him that he was dead, and now he was a ghost.

He wanted to go home, so he attached himself to the autopsy officer in front of him, controlling the other person's body and walking home.

Jiang Ye looked up into the other party's eyes and laughed: "You think you are very humorous?" ”