22 Waterfall Seal + Internal Game

Kieu So took the skill book and went to the NPC's place to place the seal. She respectfully came out from the heretic's tent.

Wait until the other party gives permission to enter, then politely lift the thick felt curtain, quickly moving in.

Come quickly, there is still a lot of work to be done.

The old lady reading in the camp put down the magnifying glass in her hand, her head was wrapped in a purple tasseled headscarf, and as she raised her head in surprise, she staggered slightly.

She covered her face with wrinkles and looked a little strange, "Oh, is it finally the brave one?"

Because of the high intelligence of the NPC Luo Tang, even if the players outside were fighting to the death, they would still have to be respectful when facing the NPC.

Even if Qiao Chu was facing just a low-level NPC, she would not lose her manners, "That's right, respected Margaretha, please help me engrave a piece of goatskin."

Margaretha put on her glasses, carefully looked at the goatskin text, she half pushed down her glasses, stared at Qiao Chu from the gap above, as if she wanted to engrave her in her heart.

"Oh, young warrior, not bad harvest."

She took out a brand new five-inch goatskin scroll, waved her hand, and the ink and feather pen beside her flew into the air, arriving at the silver bracelet she was wearing.

She muttered to herself, "That's right, this is his thing… This is a good thing…."

Qiao Chu tried to probe, "Respected Margaretha, may I ask whose object is this?"

Margaretha stopped her hand movement, her eyes behind the lens stared at her, looking at her bewildered expression, then exclaimed: "You actually don't know? What a lucky guy."

She handed over the goatskin seal in her hand, paused for a moment and said: "Let me ask you, little brat. If the Great Tribulation from the ancient Netherworld were to descend again, what would you do?"

U Minh?

Kieu So did not understand.

She could only rely on her past experience of communicating with NPCs in the game to carefully say a few meaningless words first, then express that she only cared about herself and would try her best to help others if she had the ability.

Margaretha smiled and put her hand down from the glass bridge.

"Good boy, let's go."

Qiao Chu stared at her actions closely. Margaretha would become a respected fortuneteller in the later stages of the game. She could gauge the good and bad fortune in the game. Could she also use electronic data to know the true thoughts of the players in reality?

A wonderful light flashed through Kieu So's heart.

But no matter how she brought up the topic, Margaretha did not continue. She had no choice but to respectfully retreat.

After all, I have other important things to do.

Qiao Chu came out from Margaretha's tent and quickly ran to the camp's main hall. At this time, Lin Guang and his two subordinates were already waiting for her at the counter. The young man had a tall figure and was wearing a dark blue magic robe. His entire body had a cold aura, making him very distinctive.

Seeing her finally arrive, Lan Quang then let out a sigh of relief and nodded towards him.

There wasn't much time left before the internal survey ended, so many players who had received the quest were all clamoring in one place, hoping to be able to quickly hand over the quest.

Luckily, Lan Quang had already made his subordinates line up, they signed a contract, each person paid 20 silver coins as a contract fee.

Lan Quang still wanted to say something, but it was too clever, so he had to bend down and come closer to Kieu So's ear.

Qiao Chu cautiously retreated, his beautiful eyes widened as if he was some kind of bad person, making Lin Guang laugh a little.

He formed two words with his mouth, "Private chat."

Kieu So nodded and left through the crowd, walking quickly, without any delay.

She snorted coldly, followed the building inside the camp and turned left and right, throwing her little tail behind.

This place currently has no NPC residents, we have to wait until it officially opens and all players are online, then the camp can be fully bustling.

She followed the small road on the north side as she had been walking, put on her anonymous cloak, made a turn, returned to the main street, and went to the "Incident Handling Office".

In contrast to the crowded mission hall on the other side, this place was empty, with only an old man sitting at the table at the door, dozing off.

Kieu So knocked on the table, the old man yawned.

Lazily stretching, habitually opening his mouth to say: "A magic spell costs 2 gold coins, if you can't afford it, don't ask."

It's similar to the current players who can accumulate 1 or 2 gold on hand, which is not bad. After all, players can kill monsters, repair equipment, buy medicine, and stay in inns, which one doesn't need money?

Who will buy this?

Kieu So took out the bag of gold coins from his backpack and waved it in front of the old man, "I want to buy a lot, call your people in charge."

The old man's dazed eyes instantly cleared up and he looked at Qiao Chu with the eyes of a monster.

Qiao Chu smiled, waiting for all the players to go online, then discovered that the previous stage of 30 space enclosures for each person was not enough, when the time came to buy it, it would not be this price.

Three or four times is also necessary to buy.

Otherwise, which dynasty will you release the herbs, minerals, equipment, and quest items from when you kill monsters?

The old man saw that she really wanted to buy it, and it was not meaningless. He led Qiao Chu away. He opened the main hall door, brought her through the red carpeted corridor, and knocked loudly on the door.

Then directly push the door open and go in.

A slightly chubby middle-aged goblin dwarf sat on a leather chair. When he saw someone enter, his entire body was pressed against the table. Qiao Chu saw a golden coin roll out from the gap between his chubby arms.

"Gulp gulp ——", the gold coin fell onto the carpet along the table.

The old man hummed twice, his voice still carrying a sleepiness that had never been so clear, "She wants to buy a magic wand."

Immediately, the door opened with a "clatter", leaving only Qiao Chu and the fat middle-aged goblin there.

The two people looked at each other with big eyes. Qiao Chu turned around tactfully, "I want 30 magic spells."

"30?!" A cry of surprise came from behind, followed by a series of clear, clanging sounds.

"However, I want to take a price of one gold." Kieu So turned around and said indifferently.

Logistics Minister Peter kept shaking his head, "No, no, this price is too low."

Kieu So was too lazy to waste time with him, so he took out ten gold coins from his pocket and placed them on the table.

Goblins are all greedy people. Peter immediately stopped talking and looked straight at the gold coins on the table.

"Hey, this is not proper..." He rubbed his hands, staring at the small object on the table.

At this moment, Kieu So's chat box rang.

[[ private chat ] Lan Quang: Miss So, may I dare to ask you why you are so anxiously requesting so many gold coins? ]

Indeed, this skill book can be sold for a higher price after the game is launched.

[[ private chat ] Qiao Chu: What, you still won't let go of that little tail? ]

[[ private chat ] Lan Quang:? ]

Kieu So urged: "Haven't you thought it through yet? Why don't you sell me?"

Logistics Minister Peter jumped down from the chair, held her tightly, and said flatteringly: "Sell, why not sell!"

Kieu So revealed a smile.

[[ private chat ] Lan Quang: I also would not do such a thing, please do not misunderstand. ]

[[ private chat ] Qiao Su: If you say no, then no, president ]

Lan Quang stopped fighting the monster, pursed his thin lips, indeed, they had just finished a transaction and yet something like this happened, the most suspicious was him.

[You have been surrounded by the Light of the Scales.]

Kieu So clicked to open it and saw a 26 silver needle inside.

[[ private chat ] Lan Quang: There are only so many. ]

Qiao Chu could even imagine him lowering his eyes and looking serious.

She couldn't help but laugh, she squatted down and said to Peter, "Do you still have a lot of red blood fruit and cold ice fruit here? I'm afraid they won't be able to sell for a long time."

Peter's eyes lit up, this rich guy still wants to buy other things!

I can pick up a pen from the middle.

He happily rubbed his hands together, very tactful, using a special and delicate voice to say: "Of course, after a while the fruit's effectiveness will greatly decline, so it's better to sell it to someone in need."

"If you're willing...." He rubbed his fingers, "We have plenty more in our warehouse."

The two people, one big and one small, laughed very slyly.

[ Peter · Dorich Favorability ＋50]

[Face to Face Relationship: Friendly