Job Transfer For All: I Became Odin, The King Of The Gods

After learning the language of nature, Lin Dong left the bitter root soup stall and continued to visit the stalls in Baiwu Market.

Among these stalls, he soon saw suitable products again, this time it was a stall selling aura plants.

He was looking at a plant called the blood jade fruit tree. At this time, the saplings of this fruit tree were being planted in flower pots, so there was no need to worry about the vitality of the saplings themselves.

This kind of fruit tree has no requirements for the growth environment, and it can bear fruit seven to eight times a year, and the blood jade fruit it produces can temporarily improve people's hematopoietic ability.

Blood Jade Fruit has a miraculous effect on people who have lost a lot of blood. In addition, it is also a good tool for vampire professionals to raise blood slaves.

It is worth mentioning that if the blood jade fruit tree wants to ensure the fruit yield, it must spend time every day pruning the branches and leaves, and returning the buds to cut the red bark.

This kind of plant "one zero zero" that requires a waste of time to take care of was placed in the past, and Lin Dong would definitely not plant it in the small world.

Of course, now that he has a group of helpers like Cailu Fairy, he doesn't have to worry about this problem anymore.

In addition to buying a large number of saplings of the blood jade fruit tree, Lin Dong also bought the seeds of various aura plants from the stalls.

In the current small world, blue sorrel is the only plant, and blood jade fruit trees will be added next, which is the main direction of attack.

As for these plant seeds, he does not plan to plant them on a large scale, but just randomly sow them for an experiment.

If there are species among these plants that are more suitable for growing in the small world and have planting value, it is not impossible to add them to the main direction of attack in the future.

Flowers and trees, birds, animals, fish and insects.

The small world is gradually moving towards a colorful appearance, but this process is estimated to be very long.

After the transaction was completed, Lin Dong brought all the saplings into the small world in front of everyone nearby.

This kind of behavior may be a little eye-catching, but the world is big, and he is not the only person with space means in the market. At most, it will only attract some people's attention.

After completing this transaction, Lin Dong did not continue to buy things related to Small World.

He bought all kinds of miscellaneous books at many book stalls, planning to use them to pass the free time in the future, and continue to increase his knowledge reserves by the way.

Through the White Mist Stele this time, he once again realized the benefits of extensive knowledge.

The books you have read may come in handy, and you may never use them in your life, but there is definitely no harm in reading them.

Just as Lin Dong was collecting a bunch of books into the small world again, a bell rang suddenly from the sky above the White Market.

The mysterious merchants who heard the ringing of the bell began to pack their things, and the whole bazaar suddenly felt like a chicken flying like a dog jumping around.

A mysterious businessman who was halfway through his business resolutely gave up the deal in front of him, and cast a special sorting magic to make the things on his booth automatically put together.

When Lin Dong saw this picture, he couldn't help but think about it, and recalled the picture of eating at the roadside stall in Baiye World.

At that time, if the small vendors received information on their mobile phones, the urban management would have five minutes to reach the battlefield, and everyone ran like this.

From the reactions of these people, it is not difficult to see that the market has come to an end, and everyone is about to retreat and return to their starting point.

"Dear guest, you can take all this pile of books, just give them something according to the meaning." The owner of the bookstall said hurriedly.

"Oh? Then I won't be polite." When encountering such a good thing, Lin Dong resolutely accepted all the books he ordered, and included all the books on the other party's booth into the small world.

In return, Lin Dong cleared all the unnecessary sundries on his body to the owner of the bookstall.

The other party breathed a sigh of relief, and didn't take too much inventory of the pile of sundries, and put all the things into the package.

From the series of performances of the book stall owner, it is not difficult to see that for this guy, the amount of sundries that books can be exchanged for is actually a profit.

Of course, no matter what the real situation of the other party is, Lin Dong is definitely not at a loss if he can get hundreds of books with extraordinary knowledge at this price.

After the ringing of the bell, the White Mist Bazaar began to be shrouded in white mist. In the mist, the mysterious businessman and the guests passed each other and left.

Standing in the familiar fog, Lin Dong originally thought that he would go straight back to the distance, but unexpectedly, a mysterious businessman did not leave, but came straight to him.

"Dear guest, this token is the key to enter the White Mist Market, please be sure to accept it." The mysterious businessman said as he handed out an iron token with both hands.

"Okay." Lin Dong scanned the token with his all-seeing eyes to make sure that there was no tampering on the token, and took the token with both hands.

"Looking forward to your coming again..." The mysterious businessman withdrew his hands, bowed to Lin Dong, took two steps back and disappeared into the mist, and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

Lin Dong led Splenier through the white mist, and within a few steps, he returned to the place that had been engulfed by the white mist.

The six suns were still hanging high in the sky, and it was almost noon at this time.

Lin Dong looked at the somewhat heavy token in his hand, and found a line of ancient text on the back of the token.

This line of text means that there is always a home for homeless people.

The vagabond god Banzai?

Lin Dong guessed in an instant that the god behind the white mist market was standing, and memories related to Ban Zai appeared in his mind. He had indeed seen records about this god in the library of the Luna Church.

It was mentioned in the miscellaneous book that the other party did have the experience of using fog to tease human beings.

Now it seems that the god behind the white mist market is him.

The white mist is his incarnation, and the mysterious merchants are his followers or relatives.

This kind of buying and selling behavior should be the ritual of the other party's god.

Ban Zai may have obtained divine power through this method, or spread his own beliefs.

So is this one in my hand a membership card issued by the White Mist Market, or is it an invitation letter from the gods?

Lin Dong hasn't been entangled in this matter for too long, as long as what the vagabond god Ban Zai is doing will not harm his interests 3.7, then he doesn't have to care.

For him personally, the White Mist Bazaar is a very convenient place. Since he has a membership card, he may not be able to visit it next time it opens.

"Xilulu." Splenier bumped Lin Dong with his horse's head, interrupting his thinking.

Seeing Master Ma's smug eyes, Lin Dong subconsciously touched his head, only to find that he hadn't canceled the charging horn crown when he entered the market.

Did he always look like this when he was shopping?

Lin Dong suddenly felt a little dumbfounded.

Fortunately, there are countless people dressed in strange clothes in the Baiwu market. If he walked on the road with this appearance in a normal city, the rate of turning heads would be 100%.

The reason why Splenier didn't remind him was probably because he was holding grudges, remembering that he had knocked on it with the crown.

This idiot. .