Before molting, Nicole, after Rifle made it clear that she didn't want her to devour people, she gave up her devouring skills, and the main combat method was changed to tail sweeping, pumping, and smashing.

And the premise of this power is naturally a heavy tail, and a tail smashes the fallen wood elf into the earth like a stake, which is absolutely impossible to do if her tail is very slender.

What now?

Nicole, who was originally beautiful but absolutely huge, disappeared, and now her size was at least six or seven times smaller, and she could only be regarded as a small python at most.

"Wow, many, many times." The golden python Nicole finished shedding her skin and found that there was another pile of food in front of her, and immediately plunged into the pile of food. 、

She didn't even study what changes had happened to her after molting, and she was completely heartless.

Everyone had been working all day, and basically all of them were circling around this guy.

The expected claws and dragon horns did not appear, so they were all a little excited, are you worthy of the hard work of the big guy, so they left one by one after dropping the food.

Su Mo also informed Tian Dazhuang and the others that they no longer needed to purchase meat food.

He will not be stingy, he still takes out all the things he has bought and feeds them to little Nicole, who does not refuse to come, and will not reduce the speed and volume of eating because of the shrinking size.

The monsters went back to their homes, but Bella, the weaver, didn't leave immediately.

Bella is a monster master tailor, but her life skills are very narrow, as she can only sew bags.

"Nicole, give me the skin you shed this time, and I'll give you a bag then." The weaver leaned over to the python and pleaded.

Nicole's shed skin is very precious, after all, this skin is an important sign of Nicole's growth.

"Hmm~" Nicole continued to eat violently, feeling that it was really inconvenient for her to have no claws, she didn't grow claws, not only the onlookers were disappointed, but she was also depressed.

"Do you mean this skin was given to me?" The weaver bird is happy.

"You have to ask Brother Laifu, this time I was able to shed the skin off, thanks to Brother Laifu so many delicacies." Nicole responded vaguely as she ate.

Brother Rifle is so good, no one has ever been so nice to her.

"How many bags can this snake molt make?" Rifle asked.

"I can make a dozen, I did twelve last time." The weaver thought for a moment before speaking.

"Is that okay with half of me?" Laifu wants this bag, such a rare material, at least twenty squares can be made, and more is not impossible.

Even if there is a mercenary group warehouse now, it is not as convenient as the warehouse that he carries with him, the authority of the mercenary group warehouse is basically open to everyone, and Su Mo cannot present his secrets to everyone without leaving any privacy.

The babies on Su Mo's body now are all eighteen-square, all of which come from the weaver Bella.

At present, the mainstream of players is still fourteen or even twelve backpacks, and there are few sixteen-grid backpacks obtained through hidden missions or other adventures, and eighteen backpacks can be sold for thousands of dollars or even tens of thousands of dollars if they are thrown out.

"Half of it would be fine, but I have a request." The weaver bird opened his mouth with some embarrassment.

"What do you want?" Rifle asked.

If it is a backpack of six twenty compartments, the value is immeasurable, and it will try to meet whatever the weaving bird asks.

"Can you help me make a bag to sell in the human world, and come back for some gold coins," Weaver Bird explained, "There are a lot of things in the monster store that I want to buy, but I haven't had any money, I see that Jason and Snow are making money, and I wonder if I can follow your path." ”

Okay, why not!

Of course, Rifle can't ask for it, as a black-hearted, ah-bah, business-minded businessman, the exclusive agent of a backpack made by a high-class tailor, and can set the price at will, this is simply a pie falling from the sky.

If the pie falls in front of the dog, there is no reason not to eat it.

"That's great, Boss Rifle, thank you so much." The weaver bird is very happy, as a monster with a shopaholic tendency, he drools at the dazzling array of goods all day long, it should be so painful, but it's a pity that these monsters have too little source of income, even if they sell their kidneys, they can't find a buyer.

What can Rifle say?

The request of the weaver bird is to kneel in front of it, hold its thighs and beg, you pit me, please, you can pit me.

"It's more convenient for me to deal with the outside world, but the price is not very easy to operate, so I can only say that I try to help you sell higher." Laifu got vaccinated in advance.

"It's okay, it's okay, as long as you have money." Of course, the Weaver Bird wants to sell it for a higher price, but the premise is that it can be sold, and it is not clear whether the backpack it has made is not wanted by anyone in the human world.

As for the matter of Lai Fu Keng, it did not doubt it at all.

How could such a great and upright monster as Rifles pit its money.

"Just send it to me, and I'll send it to you when I sell the gold coins again." Rifle nodded, knowing that he was about to make a big profit again.

"I've also made a lot of backpacks for a long time, especially some of the early works, the quality is average and takes up space, but I have been reluctant to lose them, so I might as well hand them over to you first." The weaver bird can't wait.

Rifle nodded, with the mercenary group warehouse as a backing, it did not refuse.

So the weaver began to take out the backpack, and at first it was probably its oldest inventory, all of them had a rough appearance, and the space was only four or five squares.

If this thing had just been opened in the game, it might have been a bit of a market, but now even the poorest newbies in the Starter Village are ...... Okay, the poorest novices can't afford backpacks, but at least six-compartment backpacks are the bottom line, and the merchants in the novice village have what they sell.

A fixed price for one silver coin in a six-compartment backpack.

A silver coin is a piece of five cents, how much does Su Mo plan to sell these four- or five-grid backpacks out?

However, he didn't dislike it, he didn't want to hurt the enthusiasm of the weaver bird, and secondly, rotten things have the use of rotten things, and they can be taken to the novice village to give to those novices who can't afford to buy a backpack.

Weavers are natural tailors, and they can make four- or five-compartment backpacks from the very beginning.

With its talent, it didn't do much with a four- or five-bar backpack, and soon a six- or seven-block backpack appeared, and then quickly became a backpack with eight or more squares.

Starting with eight compartments, these backpacks were finally able to enter the market and enter circulation.

For example, eight-grid backpacks can be sold for five yuan each, and dozens of them can also be sold for one hundred and ten yuan, Su Mo plans to throw them in the mercenary group warehouse and leave them for his comrades who will join the game in the future.

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