Devil Seeds

Chapter 104 – The **** Monks

Chapter 104 The monks who were beaten with chicken blood

On the table, the price tag in front of the magic hand cannon clearly stated 1,500 plot points.

However, apart from Song Qingwen, the creator, only Ke Xiaoliang knows that the cost price of this thing is fifteen plot points.

Song Qingwen has a clear and complete structure and process for how to make it, and what Shenyu executes on its behalf is just to generate materials and then combine them together.

The most important thing is that the raw materials needed for the magic hand cannon, even in reality, are not expensive.

It is not made of those particularly precious materials, which greatly saves costs.

“Song Qingwen of the next ten demon sects, dare to ask who you are?” Song Qingwen sat on a chair and said to the elder of the imperial weapon sect.

The face of the elder of the Yuqi Sect was obviously embarrassed.

“Imperial Artifact Sect, Qian Tong!” After the elder of the Imperial Artifact Sect finished speaking, he stared at the magic hand cannon…and the other magic weapons around the magic hand cannon, but his body went against his will, He turned around as if to leave.

It seems that they are implementing the iron rule of the righteous way of “the right and the evil are not in balance”.

“A pair of Yin-Yang Yuan magnetic sabers and swords, following the path of Shizhou Commercial Bank, should we change them?” Song Qingwen saw through the tricks of the elder of the Imperial Artifact Sect, and asked lightly.

“It’s changed! But you have to take this one again!” Without hesitation for a second, the elder of the Imperial Artifact Sect took another magic grenade.

Since regular iron cannot be used for discounts, why keep it?

Song Qingwen nodded, without arguing, just said: “Okay! You’d better deliver the goods within three days, and you uploaded 2,000 plot points to the empty notarization here. I received the goods from you , an application will be sent to the notary and your plot points will be refunded.”

Although it was only for a short while, Song Qingwen seemed to have a clear understanding of how to use public areas.

The elder of Yuqizong looked at his meager 8,000 plot points, gritted his teeth and uploaded 2,000 plot points, and then hurried away holding the ‘baby’ he just got.

He wants to return to his ‘Divine Domain’ to analyze these two treasures.

From these two treasures, he saw different craftsmanship, as well as a new direction and possibility of imperial equipment.

Song Qingwen didn’t care about the possibility of being stolen from his teacher.

The magic energy series of weapons are based on the scientific basis in the wasteland world.

The monks of the Imperial Artifact Sect, if they want to reproduce it, they have to study hard.

And when they learn it, Song Qingwen is confident that he has entered another level and will no longer sell these ‘low-end’ weapons.

After all, it is not Song Qingwen’s pursuit to be conservative.

Next, more and more people walked out of their ‘houses’ and began to wander in public areas.

Beside Song Qingwen, three new stalls opened up.

Once you say hello, you can still be regarded as an acquaintance.

Even if they haven’t dealt with each other, they have heard each other’s names.

Speaking of it, they are all famous people.

This scene, by analogy, is like two horses setting up a street stall opposite each other, and Lao Wang is watching from the side, looking like a sneaky guy, commenting, picking and choosing, and asking for a discount.

Suddenly, the breath of life is strong.

Of course, although there are three more booths, Song Qingwen still has the most people who come to ask prices.

Because of the other three, two of them are selling real-world cultivation techniques, spells, and supernatural powers. Their main business direction is obviously not for the current group of people, but for the follow-up disciples of the two ways of righteousness and magic. Setting up a stall now seems to have spent an unnecessary amount of plot points, but in fact it is to seize a good location.

They saw that Song Qingwen’s goods must be hot, surrounded them, and they could follow the trend to make a fortune in the future.

There is also an elder of the Xinghe faction, who listed that he can exchange plot points with spiritual stones. A spiritual stone is used to mark a plot point, and he will receive as much as he has.

Seeing that no one came to ask for a long time, he changed the exchange to three spirit stones for one plot point. This price…Ke Xiaoliang can’t wait to sell it.

Unfortunately, on the surface, he has already been temporarily eliminated. It is impossible to happen to appear in God’s Domain, so he can only wait for the next time.

At the entrance of the booth where plot points are exchanged for spirit stones, there are one or two monks who are short on money, come to ask the price, and want to increase the exchange rate.

At the same time, in the wasteland world.

At the bottom of each monk’s data panel, there is a small box showing plot points.

Behind the small box, there is a small gray icon that is not lit up.

The icon looks like the shape of a humble house.

“Your plot points are less than 5,000 points, please work hard to participate in the world process and get enough plot points.” When a monk clicks on the small icon, such a sentence will pop up.

The monks were puzzled at first.

However, soon, some monks who had been to the “God’s Domain” returned to the wasteland world and sent back the news.

All kinds of theories and rumors about God’s Domain instantly detonated the monk circle of the entire wasteland world, and even penetrated the wasteland world, feedback towards reality.

A world that can be remodeled, created, regulated, and even brought back to reality.

A world where you can become an omnipotent **** as long as you have enough plot points.

This stimulates the monks’ desire too much.

Magical weapons, magic weapons, peerless supernatural powers, life-sustaining pills… Who doesn’t want these?

Assuming that the allure of the wasteland world to all monks is about ten.

Then the temptation of God’s Domain to all monks is more than 100,000.

Because of God’s Domain and plot points, the allure of the wasteland world to monks has also swelled to more than a thousand.

At this moment, Ke Xiaoliang, looking at the constantly rising magic value, laughed so hard that his mouth almost split to the back of his head.

“Sure enough, the hand of God’s Domain is extremely critical. The key role played by God’s Domain lies in circulation and creativity. Sooner or later, when the world in my gourd is covered enough, it can even replace a large number of commercial activities of monks in reality. .” Ke Xiaoliang couldn’t help thinking about it.

In the wasteland world at this time, those aborigines looked around in surprise, those weird teenagers who suddenly became active.

Watching them take up their weapons, put on their armor, howl and rush out of the shelter in the night, regardless of the danger, and kill in the darkness, they become stunned.

“No! The plot points are too slow for killing monsters. I killed all night, but only increased three plot points… It’s too difficult! How do I get plot points? Can someone come up with a strategy? “In the team of monks, a monk who has already entered the second level of Demon Sealer and chose to take the knight route raised the metal baseball bat in his hand and wailed like a defeated dog.

There are many other monks who have similar sighs with him.

Because of the influence of the wasteland world, the way of speaking of these monks who have been immersed in this world for some time is inexplicably “modern”.

(end of this chapter)