With a pleasant sound of the system, a large bag of Kele appeared in Celica's hand, and the number would be about 1,000.

And when she gets Kell, the NPC that was given to her disappears as if it had never been there.

Looking at Kol, who was so rare for others, Sirika almost burst into tears.

Since the beginning of the game, the shadow of death has suffocated her, and she has not dared to step out of the circle at all, so she can only grab some simple daily tasks with other players.

But the other players are generally older than her, and their physical strength is better than her, and every time they find a task, they are preemptively claimed by others.

She couldn't earn Kele, she could only rely on the first 1,000 Kel to survive, and the feeling of eating black bread and spring water every day made her very uncomfortable.

She had fantasized about the extravagance of other players wandering around restaurants and hotels all day, but she soon became intimidated by that feeling.

The sense of abandonment of hope is something she doesn't want to try, after all, she is only 12 years old, how can she give up like this.

But Cole's problems have always haunted her.

Especially when the second floor opened, she came here to see new things. The higher prices than the first tier, and the more difficult tasks to receive, all brought her a crisis.

Seeing that the number of Kor was decreasing little by little, and she didn't want to go back to the first layer, she fell into a crisis of starvation.

The only thing I could be thankful for was to meet this Rapier at noon.

Thinking like this, she looked up at Zeyi, "This was discussed before." ”

Sirika took the initiative to bring up the exchange window, put 700 kors on it, and then clicked "OK".

For Cole, who traded seventy percent, Sirika has no complaints. Of course, there was an agreement at the time, but there were more reasons for that.

As far as Cerica knows, most players are struggling to upgrade their level and equipment at this stage, and there are very few boring people like Zeyi.

Although the other party asked for a lot, the other party chose to help him, and he was able to get some Kerr, and Sirika was deeply satisfied.

However, the other party did not seem to be satisfied. It's not that the other party thinks that there are fewer Keers, but that they seem to be a little reluctant to ask for those Keers.

"I'll give you the rest."

Looking at Zeyi, who was reluctant to get these Ke'er, Sirika looked at the free strategy book she bought from the prop store angrily.

Where is the brioche bread?

After a series of explanations such as "Urbas Mission Completion Strategy" and "12 Points to Note About Bison", Sirika finally found the food she had eaten.

"Well, brioche bread ......"

Looking at the delicious bread depicted in the colorful picture above, Celica suddenly showed a look of disbelief.

"1 piece...... 17 Kell ......"

She counted it with her hand in a panic, and after making sure that she had eaten 10 yuan, that is, she had to pay Zeyi 170 k'er, and she had a feeling of wanting to faint.

In this way, she will only have 130 kors left, and I am afraid that she will only be able to last two or three days, and then she will starve again.

How about not giving it to him? Anyway, looking at his equipment, he is also a high-end player, so he shouldn't be worse than 170 Keer......

No, no!

Celica, how can you do that kind of thing.

But if you make a deal, you will soon be starving again.

You can't do that kind of thing that violates the agreement, absolutely not!

"What, there's no Kerr?"

A funny voice came from the side, and Celica, who was entangled in whether she had fulfilled her promise, instantly turned red.

Forget it, starve and starve.

Celika firmly opened the trading panel and put 170 Kel on it, she was afraid that she would regret it in the next second.

The rapier beside her gave a look of surprise to her face, as if she couldn't believe that she would make such a choice.

Seeing the appearance on the other side, Celica clicked OK with the angry psychology of "looking down on people less".

Surprisingly, however, Zeyi did not accept these Keles as he did last time, but rejected them.

"Hey, do you want it?"

While Sirika spoke, Zeyi put 3,000 kor into the trading panel.

"Do you accept 3000 kol?"

Looking at this inexplicable hint, Celica looked at Zeyi in confusion.

"Take this."

A feeling of invisibility gradually welled up in Celica's heart, and she said with a red face, "What do you mean!"

"If you don't accept this, you'll have a hard time in the rest of your life."

After hesitating, Sirika finally chose to accept Zeyi's gift.

As Zeyi said, her equipment and level are extremely poor, and she doesn't know when she will receive a mission next time, and if she doesn't rely on these Keles, I'm afraid she will die in Ayn Grant.

"Now that the mission is complete, I'll see you later."

There was a lot more that Celica wanted to say, but in the end, she still didn't say it.

Thank you, Zeyige.

Cover your face, this chapter can't go on.

One more chapter today......