Chapter 008 Falling Blood ()

In "God Devil", the level of equipment is divided into eight levels from low to high, corresponding to different font colors.

Gray is rough, white is ordinary, green is fine, blue is rare, purple is epic, orange is legend, golden is secondary artifact, dark gold is artifact.

So far, there have been artifacts in "God of the Devil", and there are more than a dozen artifacts in the world. The horrible Ivan has reached the 30th level because of the first, and there are two artifacts in one person, except for the system reward. In addition, there are very few lucky players who have acquired artifacts by doing difficult tasks.

Zhou Jian excitedly smashed the artifact.

Sub-artifact - the blood of the fall, the property is unknown, need to be identified.

With this stuff, you can still pay back the money, and the balance, but Zhou Jian does not intend to sell it, this thing will greatly help his future upgrade.

One artifact, two epic suits, six assignable attribute points, and 1000 honors, this time it is really big. The property point Zhou Jian didn't think about anything for a while, so he kept it.

At this time, other players have also finished their own equipment, look at their joyful look, presumably have their own harvest, but the system decided that the biggest hero of this killing of the demon servant is Zhou Jian, the rest of the people who get the best equipment is broken The orange legendary equipment of the saber is only.

In "God of Devil", no matter what copy, the player is the most rewarding for the first time. Almost everyone can get a fairly good equipment. After that, the probability of dropping the equipment for the second time is much smaller. Three times the fourth time is even less, and in the end it may even get some green equipment, so the first time is crucial for each player.

At this time, the system opened the return door for the players. When entering the portal, the broken army knife looked back and looked at Zhou Jian. "You have no intention of hating with the water?"

Zhou Jian shook his head and denied. "I didn't deliberately lead the boss. At that time, I was flustered and careless. How can I think that I am hurting people."

The broken saber just smiled and said: "There is no way to do things without any means. Be careful in the future. If there is any need for help, I can help you, this time... Thank you."

Zhou Jian smiled and said: "Nothing, I need everything, I want to thank you."

When the team members returned to the city via the portal, when she turned to the light cloud fairy, she looked back at Zhou Jian. I wanted to say something thankful to the end but just smiled. "76342399999, my weather number."

Zhou Jian can feel that the smile of the light cloud fairy is very modest. Unlike the smile of the last politeness, her gratitude and smile are from the heart. The five 9-end numbers are really dazzling. Zhou Jian also reported his own Tianxun number, a mess of Arabic numerals.

"Goodbye." After the light cloud fairy was finished, it disappeared.

The first thing after Zhou Jian returned to the city was to take the artifact to identify. At present, only the npc senior appraiser in the city can identify the artifact.

The senior appraiser of Pangucheng is the old man with white beard. In Zhou Jian’s impression, the appraisers in the online game are nine in appearance. “Master, hello, I will identify.”

Zhou Jian said that the blood of the fall was placed on the table. Even under the bright magic lights, the unique golden light of the secondary artifact was extremely dazzling.

The white beard old man suddenly saw the eyes after seeing the artifact. "The blood of the fall, good things, I didn't expect your level to be so low. You can get this stuff with this equipment."

Zhou Jian frowned, how the npc old man mouth is so stinky, he said impatiently: "Hurry up and identify, how much."

"Not much, not much, this number." The white-bearded old man smiled and held out his thumb and index finger, which was like the shape of a pistol.

"Eight hundred gold coins?" Zhou Jian used to identify green fine equipment but only used ten gold coins. He wanted a little more expensive artifacts, and eight hundred gold coins were in the sky.

The white beard old man shook his head.

"That eighty gold coins?"

The white-bearded old man nodded and said: "It is right to add ten thousand behind the eighty."

"Eight... Wan!?" Zhou Jian almost got up from the chair. "Old man, what are you kidding!"

"800,000 gold coins, the identification of the artifact is the price." The old man smiled like Maitreya, but unfortunately a row of gold teeth in his mouth broke the feeling.

"I rub, why don't you grab it." Eight hundred thousand gold coins are equivalent to eight thousand yuan, good guys, if this is to identify the property shrinking half.

"The young man is angry. The second artifact is only a dozen pieces in the world. One piece collects 800,000 gold coins, which is not expensive at all."

"Can you discount it?"

The old man has a hand, "I am sorry, in order to save the time of our customers, the store here is not discounted."

"Halo, I use you to save time, I don't identify the line." Zhou Jian turned away, but he has been taking the door, the white beard old man did not react.

The script is not written like this. Why doesn’t he stop himself, is this really the price?

Zhou Jian finally resisted curiosity, did not identify, not that he was reluctant to spend money, but he was afraid that his level is not enough after the identification, can not be used, then really want to cry without tears.

This time, the artifact is really not available to a small citizen like me. The light identification fee is 8,000 yuan. How much does it cost to buy one?

At this moment, Zhou Jian received a message, opened it and wrote: "Now give me the equipment you just shot, and then squat in front of me for a hundred heads, I can consider letting you like Dogs are alive, otherwise I will let you live without asking for death!"

The signature is unintentional. Zhou Jian sees this message with a feeling of laughter. Anyway, he has no intention of being inconsistent with the water. He doesn't mind re-venting the other person. He replies: "The brain is not your fault, but you come out. It’s wrong to preach your brains everywhere, my brother, I still have something, and I’ll see you again.”

After Zhou Jianfa finished, he immediately quit the "God of Devil".

After picking up the game helmet for the small drink, Zhou Jian put on his own helmet, locked the door, and landed the game. The consciousness switched to the name of the sword and the ghost killer. When you look at your own attributes, it is not enough. The sword is 21, and all the attributes are corresponding. Rise, and there is more blood in the backpack.

As guessed by yourself, the name sword and the dark sword are the same game characters in different worlds.

After confirming this, Zhou Jian is very happy, which means that the famous sword can continue to become stronger, of course, the premise is that there is money.

money! money! money!

He needs money to buy a new game helmet. In order to operate the famous sword, it is necessary to rent a house outside. It takes money to identify the artifact. The registered company also needs money.

But now he is carrying a negative asset of nearly 30,000...

I now have the ghost sword "name sword" in reality, and have secondary artifacts in online games, but these things are treasures, but they cannot be turned into money for the time being.

Zhou Jian had to find a way to make money, otherwise he would not be able to use the game helmet when the small drink came back.

He built a word document on the computer, wrote an advertisement himself, and then printed it at the school print shop.

The content is:

"Accepting a variety of high-risk missions, including fugitives, chasing gangsters, killing beasts, escorting precious items, price negotiable, contact qq:..."

Zhou Jian looked at it, still satisfied, and copied dozens of copies, and then bought a box of paste, squatting on the road at noon, and taking these things to the streets.

Zhou Jian took a hand in his pocket and pretended to slip into a pole before nothing. He smashed it in nowhere, and took out the paste and began to brush up.

Just brushed half, Zhou Jian suddenly found that there is already an advertisement behind the pole, written to cure all kinds of gonorrhea syphilis, Baozhi Yangshuo premature ejaculation......

I rub.

Zhou Jian had an impulse to throw the paste bucket on the spot. Can you be a little creative? Who is so ignorant of this stuff, this is not sincere with yourself, two advertisements will be attached to the ghost .

But think about it, there is really no other way to take care of it, forget it, I will bear it!

In this way, Zhou Jian’s ghost took two hours to paste all the advertisements, and Zhou Jian also copied the contact number of several renting landlords. He prepared to move out after a while, after all, in the dormitory. It is too inconvenient to use the ghost killer "name sword".

After Zhou Jian came back to take a shower, he prepared to take a break and landed in "God Magic" to continue leveling. At this moment, his phone rang, and the number was recorded by his roommate Wang Xiaoshen.

"I rely on you, this animal, you can't see you in a day, so I have such a big name, have you passed the new copy?" The phone heard a wretched voice.

"Good luck, your news is quite well-informed."

"Crap, the forums are all boiling, you still don't know?"

"The message reached the forum?"

"How fresh, you are now a celebrity, I almost sold you for a while."

"Rely, don't give me a mouthful, I am irritating this person, low-key."

"Well, you know, you have to go to the forum to see it. You can't do it without it."