The Path of Evolution

Evolution House is not large in area and does not have a dazzling array of products.

A wretched man sat inside, holding a self-rolled cigarette in his mouth.

This person must be Lao Miao. Zhao Hao asked, "Where are the things in the store?"

Lao Miao said calmly: "What do you want to buy or sell, just ask me."

Zhao Hao took out the eyebrow-leveling stick and chose attribute display.

Lao Miao glanced at it and said: "High-end primitive weapons, the average purchase price is twenty high-grade evolutionary crystals. Your stick is not very durable. The recycling price in my store is fifteen high-grade primitive crystals."

Zhao Hao was overjoyed. The price was much higher than he expected.

After thinking about it, he understood.

High-grade primitive crystals, if you kill a high-grade primitive creature, you will definitely dig out one. But for things like battle armor, you may not be able to find one by killing a hundred high-level creatures.

Zhao Hao has personally experienced the evolutionizer's desire for weapons.

When the eighteen pieces were chopped and scrapped, he almost cried.

"How much is this thing worth?"

Zhao Hao took out the high-grade primitive-level bloody dagger from the eighth aunt, and he plundered the bald BUCK nighthawk flat blade. For the time being, he had no shortage of short knives specially used for skinning and digging crystals.

"Yes, dagger-type weapons have a wide audience, and their durability is also very high. I will give you an estimate of twenty-five high-grade primitive crystals. The two weapons have a total of forty crystals." Lao Miao said.

"make a deal."

The two parties happily reached a deal, and Zhao Hao's property reached forty-nine high-grade primitive crystals, taking the first step to become a rich and handsome man.

He also saw that Lao Miao's crystal was taken out from a strange space, which was exactly the same as that of the cold boy Fengyun Sword. No wonder there were no goods in the store. He couldn't help but curiously said: "Brother, I have the guts to ask, do you have any savings?" Is it a battle suit with physical space functions?”

"That's right." Lao Miao admitted generously.

Zhao Hao's eyes lit up: "Do you have space to sell combat clothing in your store?"

The old Miao said something surprising: "There are three pieces, one is a rare elementary level, one is a rare advanced level, and one is a mutated elementary level. Which one do you want?"

Zhao Hao saw the world again and marveled at the complete range of goods in the Evolution House. He said weakly: "How much does a rare and elementary one cost?"

Lao Miao said: "One thousand elementary rare evolutionary crystals."

Zhao Hao was instantly frightened to tears by the price. Judging from the valuation of Lao Miao's Eyebrow Stick and Bloody Dagger, he shouldn't have been fooled by randomly setting a price. The space-type combat uniform was worth this price.

He changed the subject decisively: "Do you have any advanced primitive-level combat knives here?"

Lao Miao: "There are many, including long knives, short knives, large knives, and double knives. Which specification do you want?"

Zhao Hao: "How much does a one-handed knife with a length of about one meter cost?"

Lao Miao: "The high-durability high-grade original crystal is fifty, and the low-durability is thirty."

Zhao Hao: "Why is the difference between your selling price and purchase price doubled?"

Lao Miao smiled: "Brother, I am in business, so of course the prices are different."

Zhao Hao had to accept it. If he opened this store, he would have the confidence to get 100% of the profits.

The bloody dagger of Mrs. Eighth would be worth at least 40 high-grade primitive crystals if sold to others.

He found that he was naive. If he had known better, he would have set up a stall in the free market and tried it.

The deal was done, so Zhao Hao stopped worrying and regarded it as paying tuition for his youth.

Lao Miao handed a very simple carved wooden sign to Zhao Hao and said with a smile: "This is a first-level membership token. Every customer who buys or sells more than ten high-grade primitive crystals in my store will have one. When your transaction amount reaches One hundred high-grade original crystals can upgrade you to the second level of membership. With this token, you can consult me ​​for free information."

After a pause, he added: "I will charge for messages that exceed the first-level membership permissions."

Awesome!

Zhao Hao is so impressed that he can make money even if he sells information. This is the difference between people.

Strictly speaking, important information is inherently valuable.

For example, some of the information revealed by Big Baldy and Protector Sun were very useful to Zhao Hao.

If it weren't for Protector Sun, Zhao Hao would still be playing single-player and wouldn't even know about the existence of a neutral ground.

Lao Miao handed over another cigarette: "This is something I rolled myself. I will give one to every first-level member. You can try it."

Zhao Hao had finished smoking the box of cigarettes long ago. Now he was so addicted that he took out his lighter and lit it.

After two puffs, he got high and felt like he was in a state of ecstasy.

In such a refreshing situation, he increased his vigilance, put out the cigarette butt, and asked: "Brother, what kind of cigarette is this?"

"Hey Pi Ci." Lao Miao smiled very obscenely: "There is a plant in the evolutionary world. The rolled cigarettes are very pleasant to smoke. The effect is similar to marijuana, but the side effects are not that big. You can smoke it without fear."

Zhao Hao became more vigilant. Could this wretched man be trying to get him addicted and then take advantage of him?

Zhao Hao has heard many stories about drug addicts who have lost everything for drugs.

Lao Miao smiled even more obscenely: "Young man, don't be so scared. My cigarettes are only given away, not sold. Next time you come to me crying and begging me, I won't give it to you."

Zhao Hao was dubious: "Are there really no side effects?"

Lao Miao: "If your combat power exceeds fifty points, you will basically not feel any side effects."

Zhao Hao no longer had any interest in smoking the remaining half of the cigarette, and asked an important question that he almost forgot: "Do you have any mounts here, and what are their prices?"

"Mounts are very rare, and they are about to catch up with the space storage type battle equipment." Lao Miao said: "Original level mounts, I have an original intermediate level war bear mount here, the speed is not bad. If you are interested, two thousand I’ll sell you the high-grade original crystal.”

Is the mount so valuable?

Zhao Hao was so excited that he almost screamed, knowing that he was already a hidden rich man.

He asked: "How much is a high-grade primitive mount, a warg type, worth?"

Lao Miao lit up a high-grade cigarette, blew out smoke rings and said: "I like simple and unpretentious transactions. If I sell it to you, a high-grade primitive warg, four thousand high-grade rough stone crystals. If you sell it to me, I will pay for it." Two thousand acquisitions.”

After casting stones and asking for directions, Zhao Hao had something in his mind.

No wonder Protector Sun hid the warg to save his life. Even the ghost boss didn't know he had a mount.

He asked again: "How are high-grade original crystals and low-grade rare crystals converted?"

"Each one has his own needs, and many people don't like to convert. There is an exchange rate in our village. Two high-grade primitive crystals can be exchanged for one low-grade rare crystal." Lao Miao seemed to know what Zhao Hao wanted to say, and said with a smile: "Friend , if you have a warg, you can just change it into my junior rare space suit."

Zhao Hao: "How many things can be put in the primary rare space?"

Lao Miao: "It's just a cube space with a length, width and height of two meters. Anyway, it's much larger than the mountaineering bag you are carrying. It's not a problem to fit ten backpacks like yours. Let me explain the space to you. The advantage of the battle suit is that it is vacuum inside, so the carcasses of wild beasts will not go bad if left for a year, and all kinds of food will last for a long time if put in it."

Zhao Hao was torn. He needed the mount and the storage space.