Black *** is much busier than Feng Ling imagined, and the people here are always in a hurry with their heads down, either on the way to receive tasks or on the way to do tasks.

Feng Ling rectified her materials, sold the spirit beast materials that were useless to her but could be made into different equipment, and after getting the spirit beast gene core, she changed hands and bought a lot of black *** specialties.

There is a commercial street in the black ***, and you can hear the sound of bargaining and selling before you get close, it sounds very lively, and there are quite a lot of specialties here, but they are all unique spirit animal jerky near the black ***, and there are some beautiful but useless ornamental plants.

Feng Ling shook her fingertips a glass bottle as small as a large fingernail, and the thick black liquid contained in it rolled as she swayed.

And in front of her, there stood a man who was dressed out of place, and he sold things that were different from all the merchants, he didn't have a special store, but he found a corner of the commercial street to set up a stall.

There are very few people here, but the things he sells are too strange, and the price is particularly high, so that some people who like to watch the excitement surround him, which makes him very eye-catching here, and attracts Fengling.

The seller's appearance and his partners are of oriental origin, which is very conspicuous among these mercenaries, and the seller's hair is actually green, green and glowing, and green makes people can't take their eyes off. And their clothes are even more colorful, which is simply a mixture of various styles, how to look at it and how to violate it.

The seller didn't care about other people's eyes, he set up a simple wooden sign in front of the stall, and took out a lot of things from the truck they brought and put them on the stall, among which was the small bottle that Feng Ling was holding in his hand.

Is this a wound medicine? A mercenary squeezed to the front and picked up a bottle that was still the size of a fingernail, containing a dark green liquid, and Feng Ling's eyes sharpened to find that there seemed to be something like duckweed floating on the liquid.

Isn't this really a bottle scooped in a green pond?

The mercenary obviously also felt that this medicine was unreliable, but the black *** pharmacy was always in short supply, he glanced at the wooden sign next to him, and saw that the price was a bottle of eight hundred gene cores, and his eyelids jumped and shouted directly, why don't you grab it!

He wouldn't mind if he could buy some medicine from other sources, but he wasn't a big deal.

The dose of such a small vial of wound medicine is basically only a few gene nuclei in the pharmacy, and twenty or thirty gene nuclei of a better wound medicine produced by the master are the sky!

The seller with an oriental face showed a sincere smile, and was busy reassuring the mercenary who was about to jump, this guest, of course, there is a reason why we sell it so expensive! This bottle is a prescription designed by our master of the Green Grass Society until his head is bald, and it is a special wound medicine produced after countless experiments to determine its safety, which has the effect of flesh and bones, as long as he is not dead, he can be saved with only one breath left. This immortal medicine is the essence made after 7749 days of boiling and extracting many precious spiritual plants. If you can't buy it, you can't be fooled, you can find the injured to try it, and you won't charge money if it's useless!

The mercenary was stunned for a moment, and his frowning brows couldn't help but relax a little, but he still felt that this medicine was still too expensive, and his eyes couldn't help but sweep over the other strange small bottles on the stall.

And the seller saw that many people came around, and smiled more sincerely while the iron was hot, and introduced things one by one along the mercenary's line of sight, even the one in Feng Ling's hand was no exception, but his expression was stunned for a moment when he looked at Feng Ling, and then the seller turned his head and glanced at his companions a few times, and his eyes seemed to communicate something.

Feng Ling put down this bottle with a price tag of eighty gene nuclei and a strange sludge on the scalp, and within ten minutes, there will be a pure natural black long straight hair growth agent without side effects.

Everything was almost introduced, and the seller smiled and watched as the mercenaries selected the items.

The seller didn't seem to be worried that his things would not sell, he took out a loudspeaker stone and started roaring, don't miss it when you pass by! This is the first time that our grass club has come to black *** to do business, in order to thank you for your support, the goods will be 20% off! The gene nucleus also gave us a small gift that we had carefully prepared! If you have 800 Gene Cores, you can get a chance to win a lottery! See this turntable? If you are full of 800, you can turn it once, and you can give it whatever you go!

Look at this word, no

The sense of harmony is really getting heavier and heavier.

Feng Ling's gaze couldn't help but linger on the faces of these people.

Grass Club?

Gamer?

But how could they appear here, in the Spirit Gate.

However, Feng Ling remembered the player's unexpected manipulations, maybe it was a player who wanted to see what it was like to be drowned in the sea, or to explore the Sea of Death, but he accidentally came over when the spiritual door opened.

Thinking of the player, Feng Ling went to the player forum.

It stands to reason that this kind of news of the discovery of a new map can be hot in the forum for a while, and even trigger countless players to post inquiries, but Feng Ling found that there is no news about Lingmen.

The player who discovered the Spirit Gate didn't say it?

Feng Ling searched for the Green Grass Club again, but the result was still none.

There are all kinds of posts in the forum every day.,There are posts that say where the pit appears.,There are a lot of them.,Even if it's been open for so long, it's still an explosive growth.,But Feng Ling hasn't seen it for a while.,This time I checked carefully, but I found that the number of new posts every day was decreasing.。

Even in her time, holographic online games appeared,But it's only been popular for a long time,Although the country restricts the maximum degree of holographic realism 70,But the real level of science and technology really can't reach 100,Although artificial intelligence is developing well,But Xuanmeng is the real world,Everyone in it is unique and free,It's not comparable to other holographic n at all,Look at how good players play,You should know their love for Xuanmeng。

Even though the picture quality is limited to 70, authenticity is definitely the biggest label of Xuanmeng, which is also an important reason why Xuanmeng can attract more and more players.

Games have a lifespan, and some players have abandoned the game?

Probably, but it seems to be vaguely refuting this possibility in the brain, which is a bit strange.

There's nothing about quitting in the forums, and there's even a lot of new people coming in, but it's like a much larger group of players suddenly disappearing and not talking.

Feng Ling glanced at the people a few more times, at this time there were not many products left in the stall, the seller was packing up his things, and his compatriots were handing out small gifts after eliminating the gene nucleus.

The young lady looked up and saw Feng Ling staring at a few of them, so she smiled at her, she didn't get Feng Ling's answer, he wasn't embarrassed, don't be afraid! We're not good people! Phew, not the bad guys!

confirmed, this is not the player Feng Ling thinks his name can be written upside down.