May 10, Helen Township, 11 p.m. https://

On the edge of the forest in the west of Helen Town, on a small road with almost no people, Mundo, a 2-meter-high strong man, came out of the wet jungle.

The bald head was covered with rain and mud, and the clothes on his body were also damaged, making him very embarrassed.

His broad right hand was holding a cloth bag, which was bulging and seemed to contain a lot of things.

He is an adventurer who is accustomed to entering the forest during the day, and he is basically unable to get out at night, but in the past few days, he has been unable to control the outskirts of the forest and began to travel farther.

The first two days were fine, but it took a little more time than before, but these two days were too deep, and I came back very late every day.

After leaving the familiar area, Mundo is very easy to get lost.

He didn't say a word, his rough face was full of exhaustion.

Entering the forest at 7 in the morning and coming out at 11, even his sturdy body couldn't handle it.

The harvest is more than ever, but the heart is emptier than ever.

He has long legs and wide steps, and in just 20 minutes, he walked along the main road of Helen Town to 'Raul's General Store' - where he routinely handles the harvest.

"Bang bang bang!"

His big fan-like hand knocked on the door loudly, and an impatient roar immediately came from inside:

"Come here, is it you again, Mundo!"

The door was opened, and a short, fat middle-aged man with a mustache opened the door and shouted, "It really is you!"

Mundo smiled and said, "Mr. Raul, good evening."

"I'm not good at all," Raul glared at him: "You've been taking pictures of me again from the beautiful bed at night these days, how am I good?"

Mundo touched his bare forehead: "Accidentally came back late."

"But I won't work after 8 o'clock!"

After complaining for a while, Raul still let Mundo in, and the business still needs to be done.

As a shop where adventurers deal with their harvest, Raul is a very principled businessman.

His principles are many:

Never let go of any door-to-door business, be honest when dealing with savvy adventurers, and deal with fools inappropriately, etc.

This is his life experience, and it is also the lesson of blood. These adventurers may bring some good stuff at some time... Missing it is a lot of money.

There was 10,000 Jinnar in front of him once, but he didn't cherish it. If he could do it again, he would say--

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} I want you!

Nelson, who was two streets away, even had gold teeth inlaid because of that deal.

"Take it out." Raul sat on the chair.

Mundo opened the cloth bag and took out the contents one by one with gentle strength.

Unlike his rough appearance, he is a careful person, and he will never cause damage due to his extravagance.

"I went inside a little more today," Mundo put all the collected things on the table neatly, "You look at the estimate."

What he didn't notice was that Raul's eyes had long since straightened, it was a dark golden ball wrapped in mud.

He roared in his heart: Mother God is above, fortunately, Lao Tzu adheres to the principle.

The slough of the earth cicada.

A 'mysterious' material that is more expensive than gold, 1 gram can be sold for a sky-high price of 30 gold nars!

Looking at its volume, it is at least 50 grams, and it is worth 1,500 kinnars, which is more than his annual income!

Raul calmly looked away, pretending to be disdainful: "That's all?"

"Well." Mundo folded the bag and waited for him to estimate.

Raul pretended to look at it, and decisively chose not to be a person: "10 kinnars!"

"So many." Mundo opened his mouth in surprise.

Raul looked at him like this and knew that this strong man didn't understand anything... He was both contemptuous and happy, and only 10 kinnars screamed.

This kind of person, if you don't engage him, you will be sorry for the knowledge you have accumulated over the years!

I deserve to make money.

"Well, that's all there is to say?" Raul said casually. In fact, his legs were shaking.

"Which thing is worth so much?" Mundo patted his forehead and smiled happily.

Raul did not hesitate and pointed directly to the dark golden ball.

Other materials are common things, and saying that they are worth so much will definitely be a shame.

Mundo reached out and picked it up, smiled and said, "Okay, then this is not for sale. Help me figure out the rest."

Raul was dumbfounded: "Why not sell it?"

Mundo said, "I've never seen this thing before. I kept it for two days, and I'll know it's worth when I find it later."

He is not stupid.

Usually, earning 2 jinnars a day is considered a high harvest. He basically knows the other materials, but he doesn't know what it is. Even if the real value is nearly 10 jinnars, he will definitely compare the price.

But there are some things that can't be said directly, Mundo expresses it very euphemistically.

How could Raul not understand that he made the big mistake of judging people by appearances. This big man is just straightforward, but his brain is still good, and he will automatically be alert if the price exceeds his psychological expectations.

try{mad1(\'gad2\');}catch(ex){} I just said that 2 jinnars are better than 10 jinnars, I am a pig!

Seeing that Mundo was about to put things up, Raul didn't hesitate, and immediately put on a smile: "Hey, I read it wrong just now, let's discuss it again?"

To be a businessman, you have to be thick-skinned, and you must not hesitate when it's time to slap yourself in the face.

Mundo still smiled: "You said?"

"This way," Raul pretended to grit his back molars, "300 goldnar, sell it to me!"

He still couldn't help but gamble.

Mundo's pupils could not help shrinking...

He is just an ordinary adventurer, and 300 Jinnar is definitely a huge sum of money!

But Mundo held back ~lightnovelpub.net~ and said in a dry voice, "I'd better play with it for two days..."

"500! There can't be more!" Raul slapped himself again, and his voice was full of tears. This is an acting skill shaped by greed.

Mundo was secretly grateful that he finally calmed down completely and looked at Raul playfully.

Raul, who had a 'weeping' face, was vaguely uneasy.

An hour later, Mundo walked out of the gate with a bag containing 1,300 jinnars, leaving only a happy and helpless Raul.

"You really can't be greedy..."

Earning is still earning, but compared to 1,500 kinnars, Raul is not so satisfied with 200 kinnars.

……

The sudden huge sum of money relieved Mundo's gloomy mood for several days, but it dimmed in an instant.

He always remembered that sentence: "It has nothing to do with breed, it's just class."

1300 Jinnar can almost let him spend the rest of his life carefree, but what he really wants is not something that can be filled with money.

Hierarchy... an almost impossible gap.

"Miss Winnie..." Walking on a street with almost no people, Mundo recalled the time when he first came to Helen Town.

After taking a few more steps, he stopped, frowned and looked forward.

A man wearing a black crane cloak and a white mask was standing in the middle of the deserted street, watching him quietly.

Mundo tightened the bag in his hand and said coldly, "Raul sent you here?"

Dylan: "???"

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