Online Games: Holy Heaven and Divine Beast

"Old man... I have accepted the artifact equipment... But I can't let you lose money... Haha... Take this...!" I reached out and took four items from my package.

He handed a piece of invisible ore to the old blacksmith and said.

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"Uh...really?" This time it was the old blacksmith's turn to be dumbfounded.

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The old man looked at me and confirmed in surprise.

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"Really... I gave it to you... We can't let you lose money... Haha...!" I smiled lightly and said.

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Well.

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But I saw the old man put away the invisible ore very quickly, and then put it directly into his package.

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As if he was afraid that I would regret it.

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Come out of the blacksmith shop.

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I directly gave the summoner's equipment to the king to summon.

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Then this kid and I separated.

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I'm going to the auction house.

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hey-hey.

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Nine-leaf ginseng should be on the scene now.

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"Dear distinguished guest...Are you here to buy something or to sell something?" When I came to the door of the auction house, I asked.

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The welcoming girl immediately looked at me with a smile and asked.

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Well.

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This little girl obviously already knows me.

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Damn.

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Should I come here to buy something? It’s so expensive.

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If I didn't have to see the most naughty things or necessities, I would never come to the auction house to look for treasures.

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But it's undeniable.

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The treasures in the auction house are absolute treasures, because ordinary treasures are not accepted here.

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"Sell some medicinal materials...!" I said with a faint smile.

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"Then you come with me...!" At this time, the younger sister smiled obviously, her dimples appeared slightly.

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Still pretty good-looking.

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hey-hey.

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I have never resisted beautiful things.

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When I followed mm to the appraisal hall.

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Found another player inside.

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But the appraiser seemed very impatient.

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"Why can't this piece of equipment be auctioned?" This is what the player said.

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"I'm sorry, sir, we can't accept your equipment...!" The appraiser at this time still said very politely.

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Huh? This is strange.

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It's really strange that the auction house doesn't accept equipment for auction.

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I stepped forward.

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I quietly checked the equipment.

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Well.

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nnd.

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It is a long sword.

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But level.

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In my day, it turned out to be a whiteboard equipment.

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Did this fucking player get his head kicked by a donkey? Why did he get a piece of whiteboard equipment for auction?

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This kind of equipment is really worthless.

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"Boy...your equipment is junk equipment...it won't be accepted here...!" I kindly tried to dissuade you.

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"What? Rubbish equipment? Impossible. This piece of equipment is a good piece of equipment with no attributes. How could a level 80 boss have rubbish equipment now?" At this time, the player's voice was obviously raised a notch.

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Then he said with some anger.

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Well.

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My day.

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He is indeed an idiot.

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Who said that high-level bosses will definitely have super equipment?nnd.

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You can tell it by looking at the gloss.

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"Haha... You can just pretend I didn't say anything and go find a friend to appraise it, or try it at another small auction house...!" I smiled lightly and said.

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I don't want to fucking get stuck with this kid.

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I'm here to sell ginseng.

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"Dear VIP customer... Do you have anything that needs to be appraised?" At this time, the appraiser had already spotted me.

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Out of respect for me, they waited until I finished speaking before they asked me.

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Look at the service attitude here.

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hey-hey.

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It's very good. Anyway, it's such a small gesture that makes me feel great.

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"This... Let's have it appraised... and see if it can be auctioned? Haha...!" I smiled slightly, reached out and took out a nine-leaf ginseng from the Qiankun ring.

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Dumped it to the appraiser.

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Well.

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Damn it, I saw the appraiser's eyes from my hands to the table in front of me.

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Then he looked at the nine-leaf ginseng in a daze.

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"Ah... Dear guest... This, this is nine-leaf ginseng... It can definitely be auctioned... and it is conservatively estimated that it will exceed this amount...!" At this time, the appraiser looked at

Hold me.

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He shouted stupidly and stretched out a finger.

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Well.

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Only one million.

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It's okay.

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Anyway, I have a lot of them on my body.

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"Ah... Ten million?" At this time, the player next to me shouted in surprise.

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"Maybe more... This is my conservative estimate of the starting price...!" the appraiser said very solemnly and with certainty.

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Well.

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My day.

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Damn, I almost lost nine million.

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Speechless.

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"Well... Okay... Now that it's been handed over to the auction house, I'm completely relieved... But... I still have a lot here... Where can I put them for you?" I immediately

asked.

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After hearing what I said.

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Not only the player, but also the mm and appraiser on the side were all dumbfounded.

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Maybe what I said was a bit shameless.

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How can there be so many such good medicinal materials? There are only a few of them.

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"Just put it here...!" At this time, the appraiser smiled slightly and said.

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I know, this is just out of respect for me.

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I didn't point it out face to face.

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Same as last time.

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hey-hey.

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"Wow...!" I said.

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I have clearly seen a small pile of nine-leaf ginseng thrown out by me.

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The appraiser pressed it inside.

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Depend on.

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This is only a small part.

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Hum.

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I still have a lot.

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"This...this is all yours...ten million, twenty million, thirty million...!" At this time, the player's eyes were wide open and he was staring at the person in front of him.

The nine-leaf ginseng began to be counted.

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"I have a lot more...where to put them?" I asked again.

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Damn it, if the appraiser still says to put it here.

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I guess I can crush this guy to death.

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"In the warehouse...Put it in the warehouse...!" At this time, the appraiser was obviously panicked.

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He said to me stupidly.

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Well.

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But after I put away these nine-leaf ginseng.

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The appraiser's eyes were fixed on me for a long time.

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Then he suddenly let out a scream.

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"I...I know you...it was you who used the Money Python King's skin to crush my table last time...!" the appraiser shouted directly.

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Depend on.

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My day.

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I have to say, this guy is really forgetful.

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How long has it been?

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Just forget about that matter? Hehe.

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"Haha... remember... um... take me to the warehouse, okay?" I looked at the beautiful girl next to me.

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He reached out and patted this girl's butt.

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said.

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"Ah...!" mm immediately screamed.

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His face turned red with embarrassment.

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He gave me an angry look.

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Well.

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He actually accepted it.

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Does that mean I can ask you out for dinner?

Follow behind mm.

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I came to the auction house's warehouse.

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Players are generally not allowed to come to this kind of warehouse powerhouse.

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But who made me a distinguished guest?

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Who makes me a super seller?

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"Put it here...!" In an empty warehouse.

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mm pointed at me and pointed at the ground.

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said.

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"Okay...but you stay away...well...I don't want to pin you down...!" Uh.

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Damn it.

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nnd.

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What I said is quite good.

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A pun.

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"Fuck you...!" mm rolled her eyes at me and then spat.

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Huh?nnd.

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It turned out to be an NPC played by a real person.

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Ha ha.

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Wait and ask if I can take it out for a meal.

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"Where are you from?" As soon as I heard mm's words, I immediately stopped what I was doing.

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asked.

"What's wrong with Suzhou?" mm was obviously taken aback and replied.

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"Haha...I'll treat you to dinner today...will you come out?" I immediately smiled lightly and asked.

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Well.

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I look like a big bad wolf talking about business with a little lamb.

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hey-hey.

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Who gave me a whim?

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"Today? Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year...!" At this time, mm was obviously stunned for a moment and asked.

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My day.

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Damn it, I forgot about this.

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On New Year's Day, there are very few restaurants that can open.

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I don't have a car either.

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Damn it.

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what to do?

"Haha... give me a phone call... maybe I can find a hotel...!" I smiled faintly.

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I immediately thought of a compromise.

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"Okay... Okay... But we agreed... It's just a restaurant for eating... It can't be a hotel...!" Uh-huh.

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Damn it, are all today’s girls so open-minded? How come they can say such things to a guy like me?

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But say this.

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This mm's pure image was immediately compromised in my mind.

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Originally, I just wanted to treat him to a meal and see what he was like in real life.

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No special ideas.

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But the other party actually thought of other places, this woman.

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well.

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never mind.

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After mm gave me a call.

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I threw it into the system trash can without even looking at it.

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Of course, if I look at it, I will be surprised to find that it is a hotel phone number, followed by a room number.

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