Matrix Survival: I Get A Random Chest Every Day

In the black market store, Roemont, who had a pink face reading a magazine, suddenly raised his head, and the color on his face gradually turned back to gold.

"Why do I feel that my heart is suddenly a little hairy, and there is a maliciousness approaching my shop?"

The tentacle straightened the bachelor's hat on Yuanyou's head, and Royman laughed dumbly: "The creatures in this area that can threaten me don't exist at all. It must be the kid who caused me a psychological shadow just now. I think too much..."

At this moment, a light curtain door suddenly opened in the shop, and a young man with a stubborn head walked in.

The moment he saw Roimang, Fengshan first had a suspicious look on his face, then, as if he had remembered something, he pointed at it and exclaimed, "Kill...kill the teacher!?"

"Kill the teacher?"

Hearing this title, Roemont was stunned, and explained routinely: "This guest must have identified the wrong person, my dear Roeman, the owner of this black market shop.

You can call me Manager Luo or Boss Luo. "

Feng Shan took a closer look, nodded and said, "Indeed, Teacher Killing is cuter than you."

Roemont: "???"

Why is the guest here this time less likable than the last one?

Do you want to ignore the rules of the system and kill him directly?

Forget it, peace makes money, as a high-level creature, it's not worth getting angry with such a trivial matter.

Soothing his emotions, Roemont began to introduce the rules in the store: "Every customer who comes to our store has three trading opportunities.

Before each transaction, guests must come up with items that are at least equivalent to what they want to trade.

Rest assured, no matter how precious the things you want to trade, as long as you follow the rules and are the items that can be found in the matrix, our shop can satisfy you.

Now……

Let's start our first transaction. "

It was exactly what Li Zheng said.

Fengshan thought to himself, but there was one thing he didn't understand: "As a store, shouldn't we show our products first? Why do we need customers to show their assets first when we get here?"

Li Zheng wanted to ask this question before, but Roemont was obviously in a bad mood at the time, so he just ignored it.

The two tentacles were placed in waves around him, and Roemont explained patiently: "There are so many products, the store is too small to fit.

The most important thing is that many self-righteous idiots came here in the past and asked for artifacts, but they couldn't afford them after I took them out.

Therefore, in order to prevent this kind of behavior of making fun of the store manager, there is such an unwritten rule. "

"I see."

Fengshan nodded, and no longer asked any more questions, he raised his hand and released a pile of black iron blood materials like a hill, and asked, "Then please let Manager Luo take a look. Can these materials be exchanged for bronze-level blood materials?"

"Another blood changer?"

Roeman narrowed his eyes and threw a tablet to Fengshan: "The list of things is here, and you can directly trade on it. The price is one hundred for one."

"Okay, please wait a moment, Manager Luo." Fengshan caught the tablet, took out the material list that Li Zheng gave him, and started to operate according to the required quantity.

"This guy really knows a player!" Roemang looked at the familiar material table, and his eyes flashed.

"I'm done trading."

Fengshan moved quickly, the black iron blood disappeared, replaced by a pile of bronze-level blood with a very small number.

"Um."

Roemont took stock of his inventory and found that the transaction had not used much, which made him feel relieved.

It seems that there is still some introspection. This time, I have left a lot of inventory for me, saving me the trouble of purchasing.

It went on to say, "The second transaction follows."

Fengshan first put away the bronze-level blood materials, and then released other types of bronze materials. He pointed and asked, "I don't know these things, can you trade the silver-level material 'Valok Eyeballs'?"

Valloc's eyeballs, the main trading target that came to the black market this time, according to Li Zheng, the more the number of transactions, the better, and try to satisfy the players of the entire 879 channel.

Roemont stretched out a tentacle and slid into the material pile and flipped it a few times. After estimating the value, he nodded: "It can be exchanged, but the total value of the materials you have here can only be traded for thirty-five pieces. Do you confirm the transaction?"

"Only thirty-five?"

Fengshan frowned. If all the things he just took out were put into the capsule residence, they would have exploded immediately. How could he have only replaced thirty-five Valloc eyeballs?

It's also too expensive.

"Oh ho ho ho..."

Roemont let out a strange laugh, and then said: "Do you think it is very expensive? After listening to the information below, you will not think so.

Because the Varok family was wiped out 300 years ago, apart from the stock in our store, you will never find such a large number of eyeballs in other places in the matrix.

You should have heard of the truth that what is rare is more valuable.

As for those who killed the Varok family...

It is our manager! "

"This... destroys a race?"

Fengshan froze in his heart, he was actually making a deal with such a cruel guy?

To die or to die, I didn't choose to say anything just now, as if I had offended it.

What should we do now?

Why don't you kneel down and sing a song of conquest?

Seeing how nervous he was, Roeman waved his tentacles carelessly and said, "Don't be nervous, that's all in the past. Now our store manager runs a small shop, and everything follows the rules, so don't worry about our store manager's personal revenge. "

not nervous?

How can you not be nervous?

What if one day you are in a bad mood and go out for a walk and wipe out all the human players? !

Take it easy, take it easy, as long as you don't offend it again, you should be fine.

Fengshan comforted himself in his heart, and his attitude became much more respectful: "Wait a moment, I still have some materials that I haven't come up with."

"Please, I don't need anything like time."

The moment he finished saying these words, Roemont almost wanted to slap himself with two big mouths.

After saying this not long ago, the kid almost completely emptied his rare black iron blood material, and now saying this again, I am afraid that it is not the eyes of Valloc...

The Varok family has been wiped out, unlike other Dark Iron creatures.

Those things were emptied, and it was a big deal to go out for a walk, waste some time and still get the goods.

But Valloc's eyeballs were sold out, and he didn't even have a purchase channel!

Sure enough, after Roymans finished saying this, the boy just kept throwing things out in front of him.

Before long, the value of the materials used for trading has more than doubled.

At this moment, Roemont's face turned blue and purple, and he really wanted to go back to three hundred years ago, hold down himself who slaughtered the Valloc family, and whipped a small whip.

At that time, it was also blinded by lard, and when others said that the eyes of this family had various magical uses, they rushed to exterminate the whole family.

Only later did I realize that it was all a marketing strategy...

People say this mainly for selling, not for acquisition.

When poor self heard that there was a profit, Pidianpidian ran to kill the poorer Varok clan, and finally had a backlog of 1,000 eyeballs that no one wanted...

Well now, when I didn't want to sell in large quantities, a customer who was even more stunned than myself three hundred years ago came, and he was about to empty his inventory of this material.

After the nearly 100 pages of transaction slips were all taken out, a huge mountain of materials was piled up beside Fengshan.

"Manager Luo, all these things are replaced by Valloc eyeballs, how many can be exchanged?"

Roemont: "..."

I take back the statement that you are a normal customer!

What are the brain circuits of your customers this year?

It's so outrageous!

With so many single ingredients, do you take them back for barbecue?

Can't hold you to death!