Chapter 83: Acropolis Market

Let's play and make fun, we still have to do what we have to do.

Bai Hua could consider selling the three pieces of leadership materials in his hand. Putting them in the magic storage device would take up too much space. Then he planned to see if there were any souls for sale in the market. He would never have too much of this stuff.

"Take a look, take a look. A good defensive magic weapon can protect you from death even if the commander strikes you." It's just a weak shield weapon among middle-level people. A small commander can hit it with all his strength. If you break it, you may not die, but it's hard to say how much energy you have left.

"The healing medicine that is a specialty of the Parthenon can save you as long as you are still breathing." If the Parthenon knows that you are slandering them, they are afraid that they will send knights to kill you. It is an ordinary mid-level hemostatic medicine. How dare you use their names.

"These vendors are so good at running things, how can a pile of garbage be blown up to the sky?" Yun Ge said that these people couldn't even deceive her, so who else could they expect to deceive?

"You'll understand when you look at it." Bai Hua pointed to the so-called vendor selling the Parthenon elixir, and a customer happened to arrive.

"Boss, how do you sell this medicine?" the customer asked, holding a bottle of wound medicine.

"Sincerity is two hundred thousand a bottle." The drugstore owner simply had the word "profiteer" written on his face.

"Damn it, is your medicine made of gold or is the bottle made of gold?" The guest was shocked.

"Look, no one sells healing medicine now. These are Parthenon specialties. If you think they are expensive, I think they are too expensive." The drugstore owner was completely unaware of the approach of death.

"Okay, is your medicine effective?" the customer asked.

"Are you looking for trouble?" The drugstore owner looked fierce.

An imperceptible spiritual force passed over the two of them, dissipating the red light in their eyes.

"Don't come here. Do you want to sell 20,000 bottles? If not, I'll go to another store and ask." The customer is not stupid, and he still knows something about Parthenon. The real thing cannot be sold here. He has already determined the approximate value of this medicine.

"Deal." The drugstore owner packed the things directly as if he was afraid that the other party would regret it.

"Damn, the price is too high." The customer's face twitched, but he couldn't lose too much, so he couldn't care less.

"This? Is this how the price is cut?" Yun Ge said that he didn't understand, but was shocked.

"Everyone knows the actual effect of these things. No matter how good your false propaganda is, what will happen?" Bai Hua curled his lips. Is the author out of ideas? If you play too many bad jokes, you will get annoyed.

Moreover, the Red Devil actually made trouble just now. If he hadn't secretly released Lingyi to calm the two of them down, the counterfeit medicine dealer would have been splattered with blood.

He had no idea what the red devil in his body wanted to do. If it were a head-on confrontation, Bai Hua would be able to compete with it at his current level with just a clone.

But it can only jump around for a few more months, and then it will either die with the white birch or be killed by the white birch.

I found a stall that purchased materials, and after some bargaining, I successfully sold all the leadership materials I had, and I suddenly had half a small target in cash.

"Now that I have money, I'll buy you something delicious." Bai Hua took the bank card that he had just transferred. Speaking of which, he didn't care much about money before, as long as it was enough. As a result, after reaching a high level, I realized that I was a poor person.

"Really? Senior, then I want to eat the demon soul!" Yun Ge pretended to cheer.

"Eat, eat big chunks, are two enough?" Although the cost of raising Yunge was too high, he raised it by himself, so Bai Hua could only bleed a little.

"That's enough. Thank you, senior. You're so kind. But I want to be at the commander level." Yun Ge continued.

Bai Hua's feet slipped and he almost lost his balance. A leader's spirit is conservatively estimated to be a small target, and he can't afford it even if he is sold.

"I lied to you, hee hee, I can't digest such advanced material yet." Yun Ge covered his mouth and snickered.

"Laugh now, you will cry at night." Bai Hua glared at Yunge "viciously".

Yun Ge looked like he was getting what he wanted, but Bai Hua gave in in the end.

"Essence, the best demon essence, the quantity is limited, first come, first served." Bai Hua heard what he needed, and walked to the stall in front with Yun Ge.

"Boss, how do you sell this essence?" Bai Hua wanted to take one to see the quality, but was stopped by the stall owner.

"Don't touch it if you don't buy it. You can't afford to pay for it if it gets damaged. This thing is precious." Is it weird that a slave spirit is so precious? And Bai Hua noticed the guilty conscience hidden under the stall owner's impatient face.

"Five million each." The stall owner said directly. Five million, this is the upper limit for the price of a slave spirit.

"Damn it, it's so expensive. Is your spirit made of gold or..." Before Bai Hua could finish his words, the stall owner hurriedly interrupted the spellcasting.

"Okay, if you want more, I can give you a 10% discount." When Bai Hua said this just now, the stall owner didn't know why, but he felt threatened by death.

"There's something wrong with your soul." Bai Hua was stopped by the stall owner, but Yunge suddenly interrupted.

"Little girl, what are you talking about? Do you believe me or not, I'll beat you up?" The stall owner suddenly became anxious, and his sense of crisis became even stronger.

"Really?" Bai Hua directly sent him a mental shock. How dare you yell at my Yunge to kill him?

The stall owner seemed to have been hit on the head with a heavy hammer. He was a little dizzy. It took him a few seconds to recover.

"Psychology is amazing, aren't you? If you hurt someone on the street, believe it or not, I'll call the city guard to arrest you?" the boss said with a stern look.

"Hurt people? Where are the people? I only saw a black-hearted boss, and did you see me with your eye? The spirit you sold was problematic. Do you want me to ask the Hunter Alliance or the City Guard to judge and see who they catch?" Bai Hua was fearless. There was another advantage of using mind magic, which was that there was no evidence.

"Boss, don't sleep too deep tonight." Yun Ge's figure was a little illusory, revealing her ghost nature. At the same time, Yun Ge released her mental power to put pressure on the boss, and the boss felt like a mountain was pressing on his head.

"Okay, Yun Ge, don't do this." Bai Hua stopped Yun Ge when he saw this.

Before the boss could cast a grateful look at him, Bai Hua sent another mental shock. At the same time, he started to educate Yun Ge: "You are useless, just like me, just hit him hard."

"Is that so? I'll try it too." Yun Ge looked eager to try, but it was just talk. If he continued to fight, the boss, who was just a beginner mage, would probably become a fool.

"Stop it, stop it, please spare me, my two heroes." The boss admitted defeat decisively.

"Remember to be more careful with your mouth in the future. Also, what's wrong with your spirit?" Bai Hua could only see that the spirit sold by the boss was not right, but he didn't know the reason.