Chapter 141
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The goddess hesitated for a while and said a little embarrassedly:
"I want to ask you how many A-level medals you want to buy."
"A-level? How many more!" Muchuan raised his voice.
He is no longer Wu Xia Amon. How can he still not know what level the A-level medal is?
The bosses of the four major civil organizations work so hard just to exchange their merits for an A-level medal.
Unfortunately, the A-level medals from the four major organizations are limited.
Whenever there is one in the inventory, the big guys in the organization are frantically competing for it.
Even in Tiangong, A-level medals are scarce.
Many big guys have to wait in line for several years and work hard before they are eligible to redeem one.
This is just a qualification, it doesn't mean you don't have to spend money.
This has to be purchased from the organization at market price, which is not cheap at all.
This is one of the reasons organizations compete for talent.
Geniuses who are good at generating high ratings have a higher chance of receiving an A-level medal.
Most of the organization's A-level medals are the result of these geniuses.
An A-level medal is truly priceless and cannot be exchanged for any number of points.
Except for transactions between organizations, there has been no record of buying or selling A-level medals in the market in the past two years.
Even if someone has it, it is like a lifeblood, and they will never take action unless absolutely necessary.
Even within major organizations, you need to have merit to redeem points for A-level medals.
The goddess had just joined Tiangong not long ago, so she definitely didn't have much credit.
"Yes, two!" The goddess's voice became lower and lower.
Muchuan himself only has 15 A-level medals.
Don't think it's a lot.
This was accumulated by Muchuan receiving three SS-level evaluations.
This shows how difficult it is for ordinary people to get an A-level medal.
Muchuan thought for a while, sighed and asked, "What will you exchange for it?"
Regarding the clues about the recycling bin, the only clues currently available are from the goddess.
This relationship cannot be broken.
Being manipulated by her again, Muchuan wondered if she did it on purpose.
She just deliberately mentioned the recycling bin first.
It's not a Muchuan conspiracy theory, this is really possible.
He could tell in the fantasy world that this woman was not a good person.
The inseparable relationship between her and Lian Po was nothing short of extraordinary.
Muchuan was frightened when he recalled it now.
The goddess had already prepared her words and said directly without hesitation:
"One B-level prop, I will make up for the rest with C-level or lower medals and fantasy points."
"B-level props?" Muchuan was slightly startled.
Damn it, rich woman.
Muchuan suddenly didn't want to work hard anymore.
He had long discovered that the props in the goddess's hands were particularly high-end.
This was the case in her promotion fantasy realm before. The magical items used by the goddess were all of a very high level.
But at that time, the goddesses did not have B-level magical items.
"I told you earlier, there are B-level magical items, so I took advantage of you." Muchuan said with a smile.
No matter how rare A-level medals are, they are not as rare as B-level magical items.
Just look at Muchuan's inventory.
After a narrow escape, I got three SS-level evaluations and got three B-level items.
What's more important is that two of the B-level magical items can only be found in recycling bins.
The first fragment of the Haotian Mirror was replaced by a recycling bin.
The cornucopia is also replaced by a recycling bin.
Only the Feiyan Sword was obtained by Muchuan based on the evaluation of the fantasy realm.
Without the recycling box, Muchuan would only be able to obtain one B-level magical item so far.
B-level magical items are considered treasures in all major organizations and sects.
But A-level medals are consumables that can be rewarded to high-level bosses.
Class A medals and Class B items are both marketable and priceless things, but they still have a market price.
The price of B-level magical items is slightly higher, probably around 50,000 points.
The goddess then said: "How about giving you another 30,000 points and 20 C-level medals?"
"It's easy to talk about." Muchuan smiled broadly.
A C-level medal costs 1,000 points, and 20 of them are sold together. According to industry regulations, there must be a premium.
The goddess's bid is already higher than 50,000.
The proud goddess disdains taking advantage of others, this is indeed her style.
As for scarcity, Muchuan didn't want to talk about it. After all, the goddess even brought out B-level magical items.
After acquiring a B-level magical item, Muchuan has already made a lot of money, so what else does he need for a bicycle?
Muchuan thought for a while and added: "By the way, can the information about this magical item be revealed in advance?"
There are many types of magical items, so what if it's a scam?
The value of junk magical items is very low, less than half of the normal average price.
"Don't worry, I have never let you suffer." The goddess said lightly.
There are no losses, but there are pitfalls. Muchuan is a vengeful person:
"That is, that is, everyone knows the reputation of the goddess. If you can trust her, you must trust her."
The goddess seemed to hear Muchuan's perfunctory and sarcastic remarks, and snorted coldly:
"If you want to trade within a month, remember to come to Huacheng."
Muchuan's whereabouts were erratic, and he did not want others to know his whereabouts.
It would be most appropriate for Muchuan to find her.
"Okay, no problem." Muchuan said.
Toot toot…
The goddess didn't even say goodbye and hung up the phone.
"That's really rude." Muchuan silently put down his phone.
Then he dialed Zhao Jianyong's phone number.
As soon as he picked up the phone, Zhao Jianyong asked: "How is it going? When are you going to join the company?"
Zhao Jianyong already knew that Muchuan would agree, it was only a matter of time.
When Muchuan's next call came, that's when he agreed.
He couldn't think of any reason for Muchuan to refuse.
Brother Yong, you are so direct. The way you have convinced me is really annoying, Muchuan said:
"Uh...Brother Yong, I have another question."
"you say."
"What about my identity? The identity I made up will eventually be revealed.
Nowadays, the household registration records are so strict. You can open a back door for me in the Tiangong branch of Shudu, but you can't open a back door for me in the household registration.
My vest has no identity. " Muchuan said the key point.
As a member of an official organization, how can I use a false identity?
It will definitely not be hidden after a long time.
Zhao Jianyong said: "Oh? This problem has just been solved for you in the past few days.
Fortunately, your call came in time, otherwise I would have to wait again. "
"Huh? Can this be solved?" Muchuan asked.
Which method is time-effective?
Is it too late to wait?
"The day before yesterday, there was a beginner in our organization who went through the phantom realm alone, and he hasn't come out yet.
Theoretically, if it doesn't come out within 10 hours, it's basically hopeless.
If it exceeds 24 hours, you can basically declare death. There is no 24-day phantom at all. "
One day in the fantasy world and one hour in the outside world.
Zhao Jianyong sighed: "Alas... This newcomer just joined not long ago. He was born in a rural area and his parents are no longer here.
He is withdrawn and doesn't like to talk.
What a pity, this is a good boy with a kind heart.
I will send you his identity later, so you can pretend to be him.
Come to the company to report within 24 hours, otherwise someone will always be suspicious after a long time. "
What a coincidence.
Fortunately, Zhao Jianyong said it, and Muchuan could trust his character.
If it were anyone else, Muchuan would have doubted whether he had deliberately killed him because of his new vest.
"Okay, no problem." Muchuan nodded.
They didn't kill the person, it was a natural death, and Muchuan didn't feel any guilt.
His parents are gone too, otherwise Muchuan would have been prepared to fulfill his filial piety for him.
After hanging up the phone, Zhao Jianyong sent Muchuan's new identity.
[Ye Daoze, 19 years old, graduated from high school and joined the Shu Capital Tiangong Branch three months ago.
A level 8 beginner, this is his ninth time in the fantasy realm. ]
Muchuan looked at the photo and found that he looked pretty good, but a little worse than himself.
With the destination in mind, Muchuan started the rush mode.
The Pegasus flies straight away, and its clones are scattered within thirty kilometers, ready to respond to emergencies at any time.
When Tianma time came, Muchuan transferred to the bus nearby.
Halfway through the bus, Muchuan's Falcon was already thirty kilometers ahead.
He got off the car midway and switched places with the Falcon clone.
Muchuan drove like this frantically, and finally arrived at the Shu Capital Tiangong Branch on the afternoon of the next day.
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