Listening to the noisy voice in the radio channel, Song Jian touched his chin and said secretly in his heart: "This Earl Qian Dahai, isn't the Xinyuan community I said where I just entered the game, I remember, I am in Building No. 6, very close to Building No. 9 that the Earl said......

Thinking of this, Song Jian's blood suddenly boiled, the value of a thousand doomsday coins can only be regarded as a small fortune, but the skill book "Sword Finger" is priceless, involving the profession of "Sword Immortal".

The voice on the radio continued for a long time before it gradually quieted down, and Song Jian heard that many people began to prepare to go to the city of zombies to find the blue jade necklace that Count Qian Dahai said;

"To be able to make so many people not even want their lives, it seems that this sword immortal profession should be a very powerful profession!" Song Jian touched his chin and said;

"My main quest this time is to get a combat class, if only I could get the sword fairy class......"

Thinking of this, Song Jian immediately decided to go to the Xinyuan community to search for the blue jade necklace that the earl said;

"Master, welcome back, I have some news about the Combat Profession Shepherd ......" Felix felt Song Jian's arrival and slowly woke up from his slumber;

Before Alex could finish speaking, Song Jian's figure had disappeared into the manor;

Looking at Song Jian's back, Alex was a little speechless, and after a while, he sighed and slowly closed his eyes.

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The Xinyuan community is only separated from Song Jian's manor by a camel square, and now in broad daylight, there is not a single monster on the square, Song Jian easily crossed the square and came to the Xinyuan community;

Entering from the dilapidated gate of Xinyuan Community, Song Jian looked for Building No. 9 while whispering "Building Nine, Sixteen Floors, East Household, the password is ****"

Earl Qian Dahai made all the information public on the radio, anyway, whoever gave him the blue jade necklace in the end would take out the payment.

There are not many players who use the Xinyuan community as a gathering place, and Song Jian even saw that around a dilapidated flower pavilion in the center of the community, there were five or six players setting up stalls;

Each of them had a black cloth in front of them, on which were placed various materials;

Seeing Song Jian coming over, the faces of these stall holders suddenly showed excited looks.

"Brother, come and see, I've got all the good stuff here......" someone beckoned; The other people's eyes were full of anticipation.

Song Jian glanced at it casually, it was all some low-level zombie materials;

"How do you sell zombie cores?" Song Jian casually pointed to a zombie kernel and asked.

"This, the explosion rate is very low, one out of ten doomsday coins." The young man who set up the stall touched his nose and said;

"It's too expensive, cheaper, two Doomsday Coins, I want them all!" Song Jian said;

"Two pieces, too little, I killed fifty or sixty zombies to explode such a little ......" The young man hesitated;

"This thing, if you sell it to the store, you will be given a doomsday coin at most, and I will already double it for you, if you don't sell it, then forget it." Song Jian is about to leave;

"Hey, this brother, I also have a zombie core here, and I sold you two Doom Coins!" A middle-aged man in his thirties next to him hurriedly stopped Song Jian and said;

Song Jian glanced at it, and there were only three zombie cores on the middle-aged man's stall; Six Doomsday Coins were taken out of the parcel compartment and handed them over;

"Okay, you take it!" The middle-aged man happily took the doomsday coin and handed over the three zombie cores;

"Hey, I said Uncle Wang, you're too inauthentic, I'm talking to this brother......" The young man next to him said with some dissatisfaction.

"I said dog, don't you look at how many levels this big brother has?" Uncle Wang glanced at the young man next to him disdainfully and said, "This thing is not worth anything at all, what can it be worth if a first-level mutant zombie can explode?" Look at everyone's booth, who doesn't have a few zombie cores, this thing is worthless if there are more, this big brother can give out two doomsday coins one, he is already a kind person! ”

"But, this thing has ......a very low explosion rate," the boy muttered quietly;

"No matter how low the explosion rate is, you can't stand the large number of first-level mutant zombies, don't you look at it, how many mutated zombies are there in this ghost place......" Uncle Wang persuaded;

"Zombie core, one of two doomsday coins, I will collect all the quantities, and those who want to sell can be traded with me!" Song Jian said lightly;

Li Keer's casino is not open yet, and players don't know where to gamble with zombie cores; In the casino, a zombie core is equivalent to 100 doomsday coins;

"Okay, big brother, I'll sell you two Doomsday Coins!" The boy known as the dog was a little embarrassed, and handed all the eight or nine zombie cores on the stall to Song Jian;

"Okay, little brother is good, you can keep as many zombie cores as you have in the future, and I will often come here to collect them in the future." Song Jian said with a smile;

Soon, a few people who set up the stall sold all the zombie cores on the stall to Song Jian;

"This master, can you tell us, what is the use of this zombie core?" A young man in his twenties, his eyes flashing, shouted at Song Jian;

"Sorry, it's a trade secret!" Song Jian glanced at him and said lightly;

Then, Song Jian collected some low-grade materials for cooking and alchemy, each of which was also two doomsday coins, and after turning around, Song Jian continued to walk towards the ninth building;

"Hey, brothers, what do you say this master needs such a large number of zombie cores for?" The young man looked at Song Jian's back and asked in a low voice;

"What can you do, this thing can't be eaten, it's not worth a few dollars to sell, the lowest monsters can be dropped, what do you say it can do?" The middle-aged uncle glanced at the young man with disdain and said: "I said the ghost of the flower shirt, you kid still put your mind on fighting monsters and upgrading, don't mess around with your brain, if you die here, you will really die......"

"Don't worry, Uncle Wang, I know it in my heart!" The ghost waved his hand and said unconcernedly;

Seeing Song Jian turn a corner and disappear, the ghost in the flower shirt hurriedly put the things on the stall into the package bar and chased after Song Jian;

"This kid is going to die again!" Uncle Wang spat at the ground fiercely, and said with a look of disdain;

"Uncle Wang, don't worry about him, a person like him, his cleverness is used in crooked ways, and sooner or later he will knock down the iron plate!" Someone next to him persuaded him;

"Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that we were all a group of players coming in, who would care if he lived or died!" Uncle Wang frowned and hesitated for a moment, but finally put the stall away, and said with a worried face: "No, I'm going to watch him, in case that master is provoked, he will really lose his life!" ”

After speaking, Uncle Wang also chased in the direction where Song Jian left;

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