Early morning.

A ray of sunlight shines through the window on the bed.

With a wave of his hand, the dynasty appeased the uprising of the small dynasty.

Checked again, ten wooden pickaxes in the backpack.

Sniffed vigorously at a handful.

"Ah, it smells of money!"

Ignoring the disgusting eyes of passers-by, Wang Dynasty walked towards the Chengdong mine.

……

"Night Yin Pearl, cheap Night Yin Pearl!"

"Recycle the raw energy stone ore at a high price!"

"Lori! Selling fresh ......"

Placing the wooden pickaxe on the ground and listening to the clamour, the dynasty suddenly remembered that in the mine, because of a mysterious rule, only natural glowing objects could be used to illuminate the shade.

And there aren't many things that naturally glow, and they're all expensive.

As soon as his eyes lit up, the dynasty thought of another business opportunity - torches!

"Boss, how much does your pickaxe cost?"

A man's voice interrupted the dynasty's thoughts.

"Five, five hundred."

"Five hundred? Who would buy it if it's so expensive, I might as well buy a mining card with this money. ”

"But I can ...... this time"

"Gan!"

Watching the man go away, Wang Chao thought for a moment.

In the memory of the small dynasty, mining now uses a kind of "mining card" card.

This card can be decomposed into a piece when it is charged and fired at minerals and stones.

"Two hundred?" A mining card only costs two hundred pieces in memory.

"Little brother, do you sell this toy pickaxe for 30?" A Mediterranean led the child to look over.

"Uncle, I'm not a toy, it's for mining."

"But you're made of wood."

"I can dig a cubic stone this time."

"But you're made of wood."

"I'm..."

"Made of wood."

Mediterranean's face is expressionless.

Wang Dynasty gritted his teeth and said, "Uncle, in this way, if you answer me a few questions, I will give you a pickaxe for free." ”

"It's a good feeling."

Uncle was happy.

"What tools do you usually use for mining?"

"Mining cards."

The Mediterranean looked at the dynasty with a staff look.

"Why don't you use a super pickaxe? Both effects are similar, and the Super Pickaxe is cheaper. ”

(Pickaxe: Made of a special metal that can be charged to make digging easier.) ）

"Super Pickaxe Waste."

Mediterranean's face was a little more disgusted.

Seeing that the Mediterranean's face was dark, Wang Chao gave a wooden pickaxe to the children and let them go.

Only then did the dynasty remember that the use of wooden pickaxes and super pickaxes was a great drain on physical strength.

Midday.

Still no one buys a wooden pick.

There was no way, the dynasty had to go home.

……

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw a sneaky figure dangling around.

Take a closer look, it is Fu Hao, a good brother of the small dynasty.

"Mouse? What are you dangling at my door? ”

"Brother Chao, this isn't a cloudy school internship, I'll let you know." Fu Hao squeezed out a smile.

"Tell me, what's the matter?"

The dynasty knew that this kid had nothing to do but go to the Three Treasures Palace.

"Hey, hey, Brother Chao is still Congyin." Fu Hao scratched his head.

"It's not an internship on a cloudy day, I have a mining spell here, you can help me encapsulate it."

Fu Hao is an elemental master, but his cultivation direction has never been on attack.

"Okay, fifty dollars."

"Brother Chao Niupi!"

The normal package price on the market is around 100.

After speaking, the two came to an open field, and the dynasty put on a posture.

I saw Fu Hao's hand outline a few runes in the air and pointed forward.

A ray of light rushed towards the dynasty.

The dynasty floated the original card in front of him, encapsulating the light.

"Okay, I'll bring it to you on a cloudy day."

"Thank you, Brother Chao."

It's night.

Wang Dynasty sat in front of the inscription table and carved the inscription on the original card with the "Mouse Card Mining Card".

Finished.

Dynasty suddenly remembered that throwing out a pickaxe would also cause damage.

If he encapsulates the pickaxe in the card......

The dynasty's smile gradually became too much...