Shadow aside, even if you are poor to death, you must learn, but stumbling is a control skill in the true sense, and unlike the kind of skill that comes with a strong randomness attached to the weapon, this also needs to be learned.

Not to mention continuous shooting, Ding Candle's current attack skill is only one is Flurry, but Flurry thinks of consuming energy, and Flurry is a group attack, and there is no way to compare it with a single attack skill like continuous shooting.

If you want to gain more initiative in battle, then the order of the skills you need to learn should be life-saving skills, control skills and attack skills, and the three skills now placed in front of Ding Zhu are exactly these three skills.

If you don't learn whichever you say, it may not work, but if you want to learn which one first, Ding Zhu has no way to choose.

After hesitating for a long time, Ding Zhu finally poured out all his money after deducting and searching, and counted it carefully, and found that if she learned these three skills, she would only have five hundred and sixty gold coins left on her body.

However, Ding Zhu is not a tangled person, she is more like an impulsive consumer, after confirming that she still has five hundred and sixty gold to barely use to satisfy her stomach, she did not hesitate to use all the money to learn three skills.

When she came out of the career hall, Ding Zhu looked at the three glittering skills in her skill bar, and only felt that the sky was high, but she couldn't look at her pocket, otherwise, she would vomit blood in distress.

In order to make money quickly, Ding Candle ran to the tavern without thinking about it, for Ding Candle now, he can only hurry up and enter the task, and then search more in the task to see if there is a treasure chest.

It's a pity that sometimes plans don't change as quickly as they do now.

"What do you say? Want to buy tickets? Ding Candle's eyes widened as he looked at the tavernkeeper, unable to believe what he had heard in his ears.

"yes, you need to buy a ticket." The tavern owner usually wiped the glass carefully with a snow-white towel, and sighed lightly on the glass, and then continued to wipe.

He didn't turn his head to look at Ding Zhu from beginning to end, repeating that only what he did in his hands was the most important, and everything else could be put down.

"There wasn't such a rule before!"

"That's because there was no oil and water in the previous mission." It was probably Ding Candle's resentment, and in the end, even the tavern owner had to put down the wine glass in his hand and turn his face to look at Ding Candle with a resentful face.

"It's different when you enter the fourth floor, the tasks in it, even if you take a casual stroll, as long as you can complete the main story, you can get a lot of gains, so you have to buy tickets to enter the fourth floor." The tavern owner explained to Ding Zhu very seriously why he was charging tickets.

Ding Zhu heard the black line on her face, and she was indignant: "You are not moral to do business, if this is the case, I will go to the mission hall!" ”

The tavern owner didn't even lift his eyelids, but said lightly, "You go." ”

Ding Candle really went, but she came back two hours later, and the tavern owner who was drinking coffee looked at Ding Candle with a caring and mentally handicapped look and asked, "How much does the mission hall cost?" ”

Ding Zhu didn't say a word.

She couldn't tell the fee for seeing the mission hall, her heart was bleeding, and each mission needed two thousand gold ticket money, two thousand gold! How can she have so much money!

So, after a long walk, Ding Zhu returned to the tavern again.

"How much does your ticket cost here?"

"How about I give you a 10% discount?" The tavern owner looked at Ding Zhu with pity, although she didn't say anything, although the tavern owner didn't have anything wrong, but he still smelled a smell from Ding Zhu all over his body.

Poor.

That's right, it's the taste of poverty.

"How much is that?"

"Eighteen hundred gold."

……

Ding Zhu walked out of the tavern in a gloomy manner, and she began to regret it deeply, why was she so impulsive just now, she had to learn all three skills at once, couldn't she keep one skill and wait until next time?

It's good now, nothing.

Suddenly, it occurred to her that her current obscene value had been purchased for mid-level fans. Drug, so she's now a junior fan on her body. Medicines can be sold in their entirety.

If she's not mistaken, inside the black market on the third floor, this junior fan. The price of medicine is still quite expensive.

She counted the junior fans on her body. medicine, there are three packs, even if it is one pack, she sells it for two thousand gold, she will have the ticket money for this mission, and even a little money for supplies.

After all, Ding Zhu is not a person who likes to do business, so even if she knew that she had this thing on her, she would rather give it away, and she never thought of selling this thing, but reality teaches you to be a man.

Even if you don't like to do business? When you're so poor that you can't even get into the task, you can try anything.

Even if the four-story black market is not the same as the three-story black market, selling more, richer and more high-end things, so what?

There are still very few people who sell anesthetics, so this thing is priceless and not marketable, and when Ding Zhu put out the drug at the price of two thousand gold a pack, it took less than three minutes for someone to have a large amount of three packs at once.

After the transaction was successful, the man even said, "If you still have such cheap medicine in the future, you must contact me first." ”

Is it cheap?

Holding six thousand gold, Ding Candle suddenly realized that this mystery. The price of the medicine should be different on the third and fourth floors, so she wandered around the black market, and after less than half an hour, she wanted to vomit blood.

It turned out to be on the fourth floor, this junior fan. The price of medicine ranges from 4,000 gold to 6,000 gold, of course, even if it comes out at this price, it is still very gunman, no wonder, his medicine is gone just after it is put out, it is really too cheap.

Thinking of the large amount of assets he had lost invisibly, Ding Candle's heart and blood had already rushed to his throat.

Even though she just casually walked around the black market, she found a lot of interesting things, such as maps.

There are also guides sold in the Transit Station on the fourth floor, but she also finds that there are people selling maps for various missions, which can be sold for different prices depending on the amount of content that can be obtained in the mission and the level of detail of the map.

Ding Zhu thought about a killing game in his hand, a map of a polar city, and kept it anyway, and it didn't have any special value, so he thought about taking these maps to the transit station to see if they could be sold at a good price.