Doomsday Wonderland

...It’s been more than four years, right?

Lin Sanjiu thought uncertainly.

Doing the math, it should have been more than four years, and she had never thought about "how to make money."

...Lin Sanjiu left the spaceship login point and walked aimlessly for a while, then stood stupidly on the street, holding all his property in his hands in a daze.

If it weren't for the support of the bone wings on her back, she wouldn't be able to squat down at all. I'm afraid she would look even more miserable now squatting on the side of the road in a daze.

Whenever she was alone, Teacher Yi would often come out to talk to her; but facing the current situation, Teacher Yi was a little at a loss.

"Didn't you say that you can sell special items?" She suggested, "How about you look for a special items store or something like that..."

Lin Sanjiu had seen several "High Price Recycling of Special Items" signs along the way; but these shops all had a common feature - they were all hidden in remote doorways, and some were even hidden deep in alleys. Inside, the door frame is dilapidated and the walls are discolored. Looking inside from the main entrance, there is only a dark shadow and nothing can be seen clearly.

Just by looking at them, I think they are very suspicious.

Lin Sanjiu was not willing to take risks if she was not familiar with the place; she took a long breath and opened the traffic map of the cyber area. To be fair, although it is a bit expensive, the information on this map is quite detailed - in addition to signs such as spacecraft landing points, main roads, and commercial streets, there are also patches painted in black and red. Areas are marked with "no trespassing" in several words.

The red area occupies a small area, and there are not many scattered ones. Next to it is a pair of crossed swords with the word "dungeon" written on it - this is easy to understand; the twelve central realms have been formed for so many years, and the dungeons within the realm are The situation should be almost figured out, and it is unlikely that someone will break into the dungeon again.

And where it was painted in black, there was only a small logo painted on it, which was a mermaid with open arms and a smile on his face; apart from that, there were no other words.

Maybe these places are occupied by a certain force? Lin Sanjiu couldn't help but think.

She inadvertently moved her eyes away from the black areas, looked at the commercial street, and said to herself a little uncertainly: "...Maybe I can change money here?"

On the map, a small dark red crystal was painted on the commercial areas - in Lin Sanjiu's eyes at this time, it was really tempting.

The commercial street was not too far away from her, and she could walk there. Before starting, Lin Sanjiu once again tried to retract the bone wings into her back, but the huge and ferocious white bones still lay firmly on her back. Behind him, motionless.

Part of the fierce fighting power of these two bone wings came from their heavy bodies. After dragging the bone wings for almost a day, Lin Sanjiu felt that his lower back was a little sore. Her back muscles had obviously not fully adapted to the sudden heavy weight.

"Really, how can I sleep if I can't put it away?" Lin Sanjiu complained in a low voice as he walked away, "Can I just unfold the bone wings and sleep on my stomach?"

Teacher Yi imagined the scene and couldn't help but find it a bit funny. After thinking about it, she made an opinion: "...Actually, you just haven't adapted to them at all, so you can't sit or squat. If you can learn how to Once adjusted to the right angle, I think it won’t be difficult to live with them.”

——That’s true.

Lin Sanjiu's two bone wings at this time seemed to be tied up with invisible ropes. Since the owner didn't know what to do with them, they were always curled up stiffly on his back - at first glance , it’s not like wings growing out of the body and waving, but like two ornaments that are put on; no wonder few people will take a second look at her when walking on the street - after all, the Central Twelve Realms Here, there are many people dressed more bizarrely than this.

After dragging the two big guys along for more than ten minutes, Lin Sanjiu almost missed the entrance to the commercial street - mainly because she had never seen a group of buildings with such a... casual style.

In her impression, a commercial street should be full of buildings, with shops one after another. But she didn't know if it was out of the need to attract customers, but the appearance of these buildings... was simply chaotic.

There was a store only a few steps away from Lin Sanjiu. The front door was not facing the street, but turned sideways. From a distance, she seemed to see something "special items" written on its sign, but she But he didn't go in - because the house obviously didn't even have a foundation. It was just a small space built with bricks on the ground. The height of the door was only as high as Lin Sanjiu's shoulders. People can still bend down to get in, but her bone wings have to demolish the store.

Also very casually, there was a huge iron bucket not far away - I don't know where I found it. A large iron bucket as big as a second-story building was buckled on the ground, and a knife was used to cut out a large iron bucket. At the entrance, it says "Arsenal Last Order Original Order Exclusive". There were indeed people going in, but every person who entered, no matter how careful they were, would bump against the iron bucket and shake it slightly.

Behind it, all the way to the end of the street, was an exquisite ancient-style building with carved beams and painted beams that towered into the clouds. Before Lin Sanjiu could finish his sigh, he suddenly felt that something was wrong. After taking a closer look, he realized that it was This building is not high into the clouds, but there are many clouds attached to the top of the building, which just creates the illusion of a tall building.

In addition to the common stalls selling maps and snacks, there are also many evolvers who directly spread a piece of cloth on the ground and put things on it to start selling. Lin Sanjiu pretended to have money in his pocket and looked at it, and found that no matter it was The pricing and the items sold were all very arbitrary - but she couldn't help but notice one thing.

If they were selling some survival supplies, or things like pistols and knives, that would be fine; but no one selling special items would directly put the items on the stall - instead, they would put them on the stall one by one. Papers that are very similar in size and appearance.

Lin Sanjiu looked down and found that the piece of paper in front of him said "Special Item Identification Certificate No. # 572012623".

"Are you interested?" The stall owner smiled immediately when he saw a customer, "Why don't you take it and take a closer look! It was just appraised yesterday, and even the appraiser praised it for its rare quality!"

"Why... why do you need to appraise?" Lin Sanjiu glanced at the content written on the paper.

In addition to the item name, function introduction, precautions, usage, etc., there is also a valuation of the item at the bottom - the one she is holding in her hand, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net has appraised it. The thing called [Peach Blossom Fan] is estimated to be around 42 large crystals.

"Are you looking for something that hasn't been authenticated?" The stall owner's eyes suddenly changed, and he reached out to pull back the appraisal book, "Then don't come here... I advise you, it's better not to pick up cheap ones. After all, there are risks. Too big..."

Lin Sanjiu listened in confusion, but at least he understood something: if you want to sell special items here, it is best if they have been authenticated by a specialized agency, so that customers will be willing to buy them.

Appraisal institutions are not difficult to find. Almost as long as there is a certified appraiser, they can open for business - it is said that there are several in the "towering" building she saw just now.

After asking the stall owner who was becoming more and more perfunctory, Lin Sanjiu headed straight for the "towering" building.

Now that she thought about what she should do, she felt a lot more relaxed. She took out the "**er yellow" flavored bun she bought before and never ate it and took a bite——

"Ah, isn't this just a meat bun!" R1152

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