Chapter 103: The Monks Who Beat the Blood

On the table, the price in front of the magic hand cannon clearly reads 1,500 plot points.

However, except for Song Qingwen, the creator, only Ke Xiaoliang knows that the cost price of this thing is fifteen plot points.

Song Qingwen has a clear and complete structure and process for how to make it, and what the Divine Domain executes on behalf of is just to generate materials and then put them together.

The most important thing is that the raw materials required for the magic hand cannon are not expensive, even in reality.

It's not made of particularly precious materials, which saves a lot of money.

"In the Lower Ten Demon Sect Song Qingwen, dare to ask Dao Friend?" Song Qingwen sat on the chair and said to the elder of the Imperial Weapon Sect.

The face of the Imperial Weapon Sect Elder was obviously embarrassed.

"Imperial Weapon Sect, Qian Tong!" After the Imperial Weapon Sect elder finished speaking, he stared at the magic hand cannon with extremely reluctant eyes... and other magical weapons around the magic hand cannon, but the body went against its will, twisting and making a posture to leave.

It seems to be carrying out the iron rule of the right path of 'good and evil are not separated'.

"A pair of Yin Yang Yuan Magnetic Swords, take the path of the Ten States Commercial Firm, can you change it?" Song Qingwen saw through the small methods of this Imperial Weapon Sect elder, and asked lightly.

"Changed!But you'll have to take another one!" Without even a second of hesitation, the Imperial Weapon Sect elder took another magic grenade.

Since the righteous road railway can't be used for discounts, what is it for?

Song Qingwen nodded, there was no dispute, just said: "Okay, it's best for you to ship the goods within three days, and you upload 2,000 plot points to the void notarization here, I received the goods you sent, and I will send an application to the notarization to return your plot points." ”

Although it was only a short meeting, Song Qingwen seemed to have a clear understanding of how to use the public area.

The elder of the Imperial Weapon Sect looked at his faint eight thousand plot points, gritted his teeth and uploaded two thousand plot points, and then hurriedly left with the 'baby' that had just arrived.

He wants to return to his 'Divine Domain' and parse these two treasures.

From these two treasures, he saw a different process, as well as a new direction and possibility of the imperial weapon.

Regarding the possibility of being stolen, Song Qingwen didn't care at all.

The weapons of the Magic Energy series are based on the scientific foundations of the wasteland world.

The monks of the Imperial Weapon Sect, if they want to reproduce it, they have to study hard.

And by the time they learned, Song Qingwen was sure that he had entered another level and would no longer sell these 'low-end' weapons.

After all, clinging to the incompleteness is not Song Qingwen's pursuit.

Next, more and more people are coming out of their 'homes' and starting to wander the public areas.

Next to Song Qingwen, three new stalls were also opened.

As soon as you say hello, you can be regarded as an acquaintance.

Even if they haven't dealt with each other, they have heard each other's names.

Speaking of which, they are all characters with heads and faces.

This picture, by analogy, is like two horses setting up a stall at the door, and Lao Wang is looking at it with his head probed next to him, like a slipper, judging and picking and choosing to discount.

Suddenly, there was a strong sense of life.

Of course, although there are three more stalls, there are still the most people who come to Song Qingwen to ask the price.

Because of the other three, two of them are selling some rotten street realistic cultivation exercises, spells, and supernatural powers, and their main business direction is obviously not aimed at the current group of people, but the disciples of the two realms of righteousness and demons who came in later. Now setting up a stall seems to have spent an unnecessary plot point, but in fact, it is to seize a good geographical location.

They saw that Song Qingwen's goods must be very hot, and they gathered around, and they could follow the trend in the future.

There is also an elder of the Xinghe faction, who put up a sign to say that he can exchange spirit stones for plot points, and a spirit stone is benchmarked against a plot point, and how much he will receive.

Seeing that no one came to inquire for a long time, he changed the exchange to three spirit stones for a plot point. The price... Ke Xiaoliang, who watched it, couldn't wait to make a move.

It's a pity that on the bright side, he has been temporarily eliminated from the game, and it is impossible for him to appear in the god domain by chance, so he can only wait for the next time.

At the booth of the plot point exchange spirit stone, there were one or two monks who were relatively tight on hand and came to ask the price, wanting to increase the exchange ratio even more.

At the same time, in the wasteland.

Below each monk's data panel, there is a small box showing plot points.

Behind the small box, there is also a small gray icon that does not light up.

The icon looks like the shape of a humble house.

"You don't have more than 5,000 Story Points, so try to participate in the world process and get enough Story Points. When a monk clicks on the little icon, the phrase pops up.

The monks were puzzled at first.

Soon, however, some monks who had been to the 'God's Domain' returned to the wasteland world and delivered the news.

The various theories and rumors about the Divine Domain instantly detonated the entire circle of monks in the wasteland world, and even penetrated the wasteland world and fed back towards reality.

A world that can be transformed, created, regulated, and even brought back to reality.

A world where you can become an omnipotent god as long as you have enough plot points.

This is too much of a stimulus for the monks.

Divine Weapon, Magic Weapon, Peerless Magical Power, Life-Extending Divine Pill... Who doesn't want these?

Let's say, the Wasteland would have been about ten of all monks.

Then the allure of the Divine Domain to all the monks, that is, more than 100,000.

And because of the divine domain and the plot point, the allure of the wasteland world for the monks has also swelled to more than a thousand.

At this moment, Ke Xiaoliang, looking at the rising magic value, his mouth was about to crack to the back of his head.

"Sure enough, the hand of the Divine Domain is extremely crucial. The key role played by the Divine Domain lies in liquidity and creativity. Sooner or later, when the world of my Huzhong is wide enough, it can even replace the business practices of many monks in reality. Ke Xiaoliang couldn't help but reverie.

At this time, in the wasteland world, those aborigines looked in surprise at the strange teenagers who suddenly became active.

Watching them take their weapons and put on their armor, they screamed and rushed out of the shelter in the night, and killed them in the darkness, and became dumbfounded.

"No! Killing monsters is too slow to come to the plot point. I killed it all night, and it only increased by three plot points... It's too difficult!How do you get plot points?Can someone come up with a strategy?" In the monk's team, a monk who had already entered the second order of the Demon Sealer and chose to take the knightly route raised the metal baseball bat in his hand and let out the wail of a defeated dog.

He was joined by many other monks.

Because of the influence of the wasteland world, these monks who have been immersed in this world for some time have inexplicably become a little 'modern' in their way of speaking.