Plan (1)

" I said it's the Heavenly Restoration Pill. It was still a scarce item a few days ago, and I was thinking of getting it to make a fortune. How did it become an unimportant thing today? This time, it's a waste of time. I only earned a thousand spirit stones."

Zhao Tianji said unhappily,"It's already good enough that we didn't lose money. We're really unlucky.""

"The people from the Thousand Treasures Trading Company are really ridiculous. How can they do this? Ever since they came here, the price of these materials has plummeted. Those originally very valuable things have been made worthless by them. Now, I feel that this business is not good anymore."

The two of them complained as they walked. Today's days were indeed much more difficult than before. The Thousand Treasures Trade Fair was really a strange place.

Zhao Tianji raised his head and saw a sign. The sign had the picture of the Heavenly Yuan Pill on it, and the slogan on it really gave him a headache.