Battlefield of Ten Thousand Races: I Have a Billion Times Crit System

In one day, the first hidden post sold over 600,000 yuan, and the second hidden post only sold 400,000 yuan.

But after looking at it, the fans of Martial Arts Forum's own account [Kicking Nirvana Punching King] startled Chen Xuan, with a full 2 ​​million followers. It seems that the recent hot posts related to the secret realm brought him a lot of fans.

Transferred 1 million to the account, and today is another encouragement day with his sister, just in case, Chen Xuan brought tens of thousands of cash with him.

Make an appointment with your sister to meet at home.

Chen Xuan's house is a house with an area of ​​several hundred square meters not too far from the city center.

If you can buy a house around the 5th ring road, Chen Xuan's family can be considered middle class. It's a pity that my parents took a few older brothers to the secret realm 5 years ago and never came back. Even having a huge house can't change Chen Xuan and his sister's struggling life.

Later, the two of them didn't want to face the empty courtyard, so they both moved to the dormitory and never came back.

Arriving at home early, Chen Xuan began to clean up. After cleaning, my sister also arrived.

Looking at the clean but empty courtyard, Chen Toutou's eye circles immediately turned red.

Chen Xuan knew that his sister was missing her parents.

"Sister, don't worry, it's been reported on the news, the small world where parents went. They just lost contact temporarily, and there is no news yet, which means that parents are still alive, and they will definitely come back safely." Chen Xuan comforted road.

"Yeah, we will definitely meet our parents! I must work hard to cultivate, and I will go to the small world to find my parents." Chen Toutou wiped away his tears and said firmly.

Chen Xuan reached into his trouser pocket, and took out the red envelope that he had prepared long ago. Two thousand yuan was sealed in the red envelope: "Sister, brother has made money recently, I will send you a red envelope."

Wow....and red packets....thank you bro! "Sure enough, Chen Toutou was distracted, and suddenly became happy. She hasn't received a red envelope from her family for many years.

Chen Xuan was also very satisfied in his heart, a mere two thousand yuan could make his sister happy, so why not do it.

At this moment, the system prompt sounded suddenly.

[Ding, the host sends a red envelope to trigger a critical strike, and the critical strike rate is 25 times! The amount of cash issued by the host * 25 times]

Chen Toutou's hands sank, and she held the thick red envelope with both hands, which felt like it weighed at least one or two catties.

Surprised, why the red envelope suddenly became heavier.

Opening the red envelope, Chen Toutou took out five stacks of cash in surprise.

"Brother, when did you become so rich that you even sent me a red envelope of 50,000 yuan? Are you so rich now?" Chen Toutou looked at Chen Xuan excitedly, his eyes were full of adoring little stars.

Hiss... At this moment, Chen Xuan gasped.

Sending a red envelope can get a critical strike.

I was going to send two thousand.

It's all right now.

The 50,000 I just took is gone.

Nothing left in his pocket.

Hateful system.

I couldn't help thinking secretly: This system looks dull and honest, could it be that it's a black belly? ?

But looking at Chen Tuotou, who was going crazy with joy, Chen Xuan stopped the pain in his heart, slapped his swollen face and pretended to be fat: "It's good for my sister to be happy, brother has money, and I will send it to my sister later."

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"Brother, why don't you go shopping on the stall street today!"

With his wallet full, Chen Toutou wanted to go to the stall street that he had always wanted to go.

"Okay." Chen Xuan of course followed his sister.

A street of street stalls, the whole street is full of small stalls, there are many handmade, food stalls, toy stalls, clothes sellers, and even a lot of weapons and equipment, pill stalls, grocery stalls, and even some small world even Unrecognizable gadgets brought out from the Ten Thousand Races Battlefield were also sold.

Chen Xuan took his sister's hand and walked around with great interest.

He has been practicing hard all the time,

It is also rare to come out and enjoy the fireworks in the world!

In front of a small stall selling conventional pills, Chen Xuan stopped in his tracks.

The small stall was full of conventional low-grade pills, most of which were Qi-enhancing pills. After some haggling, Chen Xuan bought two hundred Qi-enhancing pills at a discount of 196,000 yuan. Gave it to my sister.

Zengqi Pill is a low-level pill, the formula and production process have already matured, whether it is a large store or a small stall, the quality is almost the same, so there is no need to worry about buying defective products.

"Little sister, keep these qi-increasing pills and use them when you are practicing." Chen Xuan instructed.

"Brother, don't you want to?" Chen Tuotou was very happy, but he was a little puzzled when he saw that Chen Xuan had given him all the pills.

"Brother has been suppressing his cultivation recently, and it will take some time before he can practice." Chen Xuan explained.

Chen Toutou's talent in martial arts is extremely poor, and with the assistance of 200 Qi-enhancing pills, he can probably improve his body training by two levels.

If it is a martial artist with ordinary talent, he only needs a hundred qi-enhancing pills to reach the 10th level of body forging. My sister's talent is not much better than myself.

Heh, so what if you have poor talent, I am Chen Xuan's younger sister.

Even if it's just a worm, I'll use pills to feed her Jackie Chan!

With the system by his side, Chen Xuan is very confident.

However... Although taking drugs can theoretically improve one's realm, the supply of high-level pills in the later stage is in short supply and it is difficult to buy. Moreover, drug-addicted martial artists did not follow the natural way of martial arts cultivation. After reaching the Yukong stage, it is difficult to make progress, and the growth rate is too low.

"Forget it, my Sanwen Qingluan Pill, which can improve martial arts talent, I can give it to my sister later. My sister's cultivation talent has improved, so I can do less work." Standing beside Chen Toutou, Chen Xuan secretly made a decision.

Three-pattern Green Luan Pill, he originally planned to keep it for himself. The fourth-grade elixir contains a lot of energy. After taking it, while transforming the foundation of the warrior, the energy will overflow the body, and it will immediately improve a certain level of cultivation.

Chen Xuan still has to suppress his cultivation now, so he can't take it.

Coming to a grocery stand, Chen Tuotou looked at all kinds of weird gadgets with great interest. There are bright blue clay pots, dark bay leaves, and little pottery figurines that look like clay.

The stall owner was a middle-aged man with a beard. When he saw someone stop in front of the stall, he immediately greeted him warmly: "My stall is full of treasures, all of which were brought from the Small World. Which one do you two like?"

Warriors who stepped into the small world never returned empty-handed, and sometimes brought back all kinds of weird things, some daily necessities that looked like aliens, that is, they were rare and worthless. There are special hawkers who buy this kind of "unknown supplies" and sell them at high prices in the market, which can always deceive a few people who have never seen the world.

Chen Xuan secretly greeted the panel.

Looking at Lan Yingying's clay pot, the price marked by the stall owner next to it was 10,000.

【Yingzuren pottery pot】

[Life supplies; Material: Yingtu, a kind of pottery clay commonly used by Yingzu people. 】

[Function: Hold water. 】

Chen Xuan was amused for a while, a bucket of a foreign race wanted to sell for 10,000, this stall owner is really dark.

Look at the dark Bayeux again.

【Beiye with Yingzuren】

[Writing supplies; material: Ouyebei leaves, a writing material commonly used by Yingzu people. 】

[Function: Carry text. 】

A piece of torn paper is priced at 25,000...

Chen Xuan was speechless, and completely gave up thinking about picking up leaks.

There is an old saying that goes from Dongzhan to Xijing, what you buy is not what you sell.

Just as he was about to pull his sister away, he glanced out of the corner of his eye, and saw that his sister was holding a small three-legged tripod and looked around with great interest.