Il, relieved to receive permission from his family, was now lying on the bed in his room, thinking about tomorrow's expedition.

I wonder if Mark and Evan are going well...... What else should I prepare for tomorrow...... I don't know if the adventure biographies at home don't have any information about this...... Il, in this way, slowly fell asleep in a burst of thought.

......

"Quick...... Come and save me......"

"Who are you??"

"Quick...... Otherwise, it's too late......"

"Who are you, what the hell are you looking for me?"

"Quick ..............."

......

The morning sun poured into Il's room as usual, and the cheerful chirping of birds outside the window seemed to announce the arrival of a new day.

"Ha~ It seems that the weather is good today!" Yi'er, who was standing in front of the window, comfortably sighed, "...... That strange dream from last night......" and then shook his head vigorously, "it's better to get down to business." ”

The so-called serious thing is actually the good adventure mentioned yesterday. Because he had greeted his family before, Il didn't have to go to the store to help today, all he needed to do today was to prepare everything else he needed for the expedition. Although there have been many failed "expeditions" under the leadership of Mark before, there are indeed some situations in the mine this time, and Il is indeed a little excited this time.

Torches, hemp rope, hydration bags, and some simple dry food...... Running a grocery store at home has such benefits, although it is not everything, but for Yier, it is quite easy and convenient to prepare, and after a while, everything that should be prepared has been prepared.

"I don't know what the two guys are preparing for Mark and Aven......"

After that, Il, seeing that there was still plenty of time, sat at his desk and flipped through the adventures of the great men until noon.

After a brief lunch at home alone, Ill saw that nothing was going on, so he decided to visit the village bazaar to see what else he could use for his adventure.

The bazaar is located in the heart of the village of Camp, and many merchants passing by the town of Vannar can't help but stop here and pick up some satisfactory ironware to be transported to the town for resale. And the merchants themselves have something special, and they will also sell it in the village market, hoping to sell it for a good price.

When Ill walked to the bazaar, it was already crowded. Il had become accustomed to it, and thought to himself that it was better to buy his own things first.

"Hey Il, aren't you going to help in the shop today?" an uncle who sold steamed buns recognized Il in the crowd and greeted him warmly.

"Hello Uncle Diwa, I have something to do today, so I didn't go to the shop. Ilr replied politely. The uncle, Diva, occasionally frequented the family's grocery store to buy flour, so he was familiar with Il.

After greeting acquaintances, Il continued to walk through the crowd, not for the purpose of his trip to chat with acquaintances.

The bazaar was full of all sorts of merchants and goods, and Ill wandered aimlessly, stopping every now and then to take a look, but he really didn't find anything useful for the expedition. Dressers, cheap jewelers, ironware, and cores......

Wait!what?Devil Core!?Why is there a Devil Core in such a place?Il was shocked.

Filled with doubts, Il finally stopped in front of a crowded stall, whose owner was a plain-looking businessman in his fifties. A simple person on the outside, but the things he sells are not simple.

The magic core, as the name suggests, is a kind of core with magical elements formed in the body of a demonic beast, and it has a fairly wide range of use value. This is also the difference between Warcraft and ordinary beasts, which do not have magic cores. Warcraft not only have a magic core in their bodies, but they also have a high IQ, and they can also use all kinds of magic. Because the practicability and value of the magic core are very high, it has caused the extreme greed and demand of human beings for the magic core, which has led to the extreme hunting of monsters by various hunters, mercenaries, and adventure teams, so that the monsters are basically hate humans and difficult to hunt and domesticate.

Il also had some rough introductions to the relevant magic cores in the books he had read before, so he naturally understood the rarity of the magic cores.

"A second-grade sand fox demon core, a big sale at a loss!" a fat middle-aged man pulled his somewhat hoarse voice to drink, holding a strange-shaped object in his hand.

The higher the grade of the core, the higher the quality, the more versatile it is: it can be used on a staff to enhance the power of magic, it can be used in machinery to provide a steady stream of power, and when used in a magic circle to provide a huge energy demand...... Even recently, it has become popular in aristocratic circles to inlay some rare magic cores on their expensive clothes as decorations to show their noble and prominent aristocratic temperament.

"Really?"

"Liar, isn't it, the magic core looks like this?"

"There are magic cores to sell in this kind of place, why don't you take them to the town and sell them for a good price. ”

The crowd of onlookers raised doubts one after another. Indeed, even though the ironware of Camp Village is famous, it is still unimaginable that such a rare luxury as the magic core appears in the village.

The fat merchant saw that the people around him didn't believe him, so he continued to explain: "This magic core is when I was out doing business once, and I met an old mercenary who was seriously injured on the way, and I almost burped when I saw it. In the spirit of helping others and saving lives, I took him to the hospital in the town to save his life. Just as I was about to leave, the old mercenary shoved the shuffleboard core into my hand, saying that it would be a reward for saving my life. ”

After listening to the fat merchant's words, everyone began to discuss, and most of them still expressed great doubts about the authenticity of this magic core. Yir, who was standing on the side, also thought so, the fat businessman's storybook plot is really hard to believe.

The fat merchant clicked his mouth, and saw that his words were not believed by everyone, so he continued: "Let's make it clear, originally I was just passing through here with a batch of ingredients, and I didn't plan to sell this magic core in the village in a hurry, but yesterday, I met a colleague in this bazaar, he had a batch of goods that I urgently needed, but he didn't have enough gold coins on him, and he planned to exchange this magic core with him, but he told me very firmly that as long as the gold coins were not accepted, nothing else will be accepted." I can't help it, the price is low, as long as this magic core can be sold for enough gold coins to buy that batch of goods, I will admit it!"

If it was really as the fat merchant said, this was the first time that I'll, who had grown up in the village since he was a child......, had seen a real magic core! Il's heart was full of curiosity.

More and more people gathered, and the fat merchant was very satisfied when he saw that his drink had achieved the expected effect, so he decided to continue selling this precious magic core: "If the second-grade sand fox magic core is fake, those who understand it will naturally understand, and it is useless to say anything if you don't understand, whoever can give two hundred gold coins, this precious magic core belongs to him!"

An ordinary second-grade demon core is brought to the town and sold for more than two hundred and fifty gold is a casual matter. Of course, Yir, who had never been to the town, did not know this, but what he did know was that the two hundred gold coins offered by the fat merchant were enough for the daily expenses of an ordinary family for five years.

"It's so expensive......" Il, apparently stunned by the high price.

Expensive, just for a country kid like Il. The price of 200 gold coins is very tempting for many people watching here. As long as you take it to Vannal Town and resell it, you can casually make a profit of more than fifty gold coins. But why hasn't anyone made a bid for it? It turns out that many people still have doubts about the authenticity of the magic core.

This Core is different from the others. Ordinary magic cores are in a regular spherical or oval shape, but the one in the hand of the fat merchant is similar to a triangle......

There are still many onlookers, but there are no bidders, and everyone is talking about the authenticity of this magic core. Il couldn't afford it, but he was curious to see who would end up with the magic artifact he had seen for the first time in his life.

"Doesn't anyone want it?" said the fat businessman, who continued to lobby the crowd.

......

Half an hour passed, and this second-grade magic core, which should have been hot, seemed to have become a fake used to cheat money, and no one cared about it.

"Forget it, take the one hundred and eighty gold you sincerely want!" The fat merchant was a little anxious, and it seemed that he was also a little suspicious of whether this strange-looking object was really a magic core.

This price reduction did not have any effect, but instead gathered onlookers and began to disperse intermittently, after all, no one wanted to spend so many gold coins on this undetermined magic core.

There were fewer onlookers, but Il remained there.

"No, aren't the people in the village so illiterate? No one wants such a cheap magic core??"

...... Still no one cares.

"They're all uninformed hillbillies!" the fat merchant cursed.

After that, the fox-like cunning eyes looked at Il, who was still standing in place, and said with a "kind" face: "Little brother, I see that you are a person who knows goods, how about it? This second-grade sand fox demon core, we don't talk nonsense, one hundred and sixty gold coins will be given to you!" The fat merchant still did not give up, and peddled his magic core to Il.

"Uh...... I really like this core...... But I can't afford it. Yir spread his hands and said helplessly.

"And how much money do you have? little brother. The fat merchant seemed to see hope and asked with a smile.

Ilr thought for a moment and said, "About one hundred and thirty ......."

"Smack!" the fat merchant clapped his hands and said excitedly, "Okay, little brother." We have a fate today, and one hundred and thirty gold coins have been sold to you at a loss!"

"Uncle, you listen to me first, I said that I only have one hundred and thirty silver coins, not gold coins......" Yir looked at the fat man's funny appearance, wanted to laugh but didn't dare to laugh, so he had to tell him the truth.

"What???" The fat merchant felt as if he had been teased, and he blew his beard and glared angrily, and shouted angrily: "Where did you come from, wild child, play where you want, don't make trouble for me here!"

I didn't say I wanted to buy it, but you thought too much about it. Il said silently in his heart, and did not continue to argue with the fat merchant.

"What you have in your hand, I want one hundred and thirty gold coins. ”

Just as Ilr turned around to leave, a slightly immature and slightly flamboyant voice came from not far from Il's side. Ilr looked sideways and saw the owner of the voice: a young girl about Il's age, dressed in a long red dress.

The girl's sudden words immediately attracted the attention of everyone around. Il was also very curious, and looked at the strange girl seriously. She was said to be strange because Eir had never seen the girl in the village of Kamp. Although the camp village is not small, there are only a few people who have the financial resources to easily buy this magic core.

The girl in front of her, although she was a little shorter than Yi'er, could not hide her slender and delicate figure, her skin was like clotted white jade, her slightly curly golden hair was neatly draped on the petite and lovely shoulders, her emerald eyes looked proudly at the fat merchant in front of her, and her cherry-like ruddy mouth rose slightly, as if she was showing some childlike innocence and pride in winning this commodity for herself.

"Hey, fat pig, did you hear me? I said I want what you have in your hand! Do you sell it or not?" The girl's question was tepid, but it made people feel a little playful and cute.

But in fact, no one paid attention to her, but the fat businessman was obviously shocked by this "heroic" girl.

After the girl shouted, the fat merchant obviously just came back to his senses, and replied with a smile: "Hey, hey, sell, sell!"

"Hmm. The girl's face was slightly proud, she nodded with satisfaction, and said, "Kai, give him the money." ”

After speaking, a young man in his early eighteenth years appeared in everyone's field of vision.

This young man named Kai seems to be the girl's entourage, dressed in simple and simple clothes, with a mediocre appearance, plus he is not very tall, as long as you are mixed in with the crowd, it is difficult to find him again. Such an unpretentious man is really difficult to associate with the high-profile girl in Chinese clothes in front of him.

It turns out that this girl still has an entourage, Il thought a little enviously.

As the saying goes: if you have money in your pocket, you have a relationship with everything. The second-grade sand fox demon core that I didn't know the authenticity of finally fell into the hands of the strange girl at a low price of one hundred and thirty gold coins.

"Rich man!"

"Who is this girl?"

"Wouldn't it be too risky to spend so many gold coins to buy a magic core that doesn't know the authenticity!"

"Ah, it would be nice to be my little wife. ”

......

The people watching the excitement around made all kinds of different voices about the purchase and sale of this magic core. The girl in red didn't care what others were talking about her, or she was used to such scenes.

After the little ** selling the magic core passed, the gathered crowd dispersed completely, and the fat merchant who sold the magic core disappeared a long time ago, and the business of the bazaar was still running as lively.

Yir stared blankly at the back of the girl leaving, although he also wanted to get a magic core like that, but the cruelty of the truth made him have to give up such a delusion.

"I don't have the money or the ability, what do you want to do with the magic core, let's continue to prepare for tonight's expedition. Ill mocked himself in his heart, and continued his preparations in the bazaar.

After an afternoon of wandering, Il didn't find anything useful other than buying himself a new, comfortable pair of shoes. Although the gain is not large, Il is already starting to be a little impatient for tonight's expedition and is eager to try.