50. Chapter 50

【Hahahaha, famous scene! 】

【The scene I'm most looking forward to is here! Look at their expressions, they're all dumbfounded】

【I would never say that their expressions are the same as mine when I saw the magician perform a day ago.jpg】

Except for Zong Jiu's team, who had long enjoyed the magician's live performance and were not surprised, the other trainees' eyes were as big as bells, as if they had seen a ghost.

Cao Hongtao's voice trembled, "You, you, you... where did you take it out from?"

He suddenly turned his head and looked at the fruit plate under the clay Buddha. The fruits and vegetables on it were still there, not a single one missing.

"What are you looking at?" Zong Jiu was unhappy, "Look at this apple in my hand, it's big and round, how can it be the same as those with wilted skins above."

As he said that, he used his index finger to push the concave part of the apple and spun it twice like spinning a basketball, so that everyone could watch it carefully and see the fresh and juicy skin on it, as well as the fragrance of the fruits and vegetables.

"This big apple is worth two. Eating it can restore at least 30 hunger points. Green fruit, non-toxic and harmless, fair to all."

Just at this time, the newcomers who went to carry the coffin behind the mourning hall also came back.

The old people were proud of their status for this kind of physical work, and none of them were willing to do it. All of them were taken care of by the newcomers on Zong Jiu's side.

Apart from anything else, this vermilion coffin was heavy enough. It was as wide as two people hugging together, and it took several people to lift it together. After everyone worked together to put the coffin on the ground of the temple hall, the latter made a loud muffled sound and landed steadily.

The newcomers clapped their hands and hurried to help promote the apples. "That's right. Brother Jiu's apples are filling. One can be equivalent to a meal and a half."

"That's right. It tastes just like it was just picked from the tree. It's fresh and crisp. I would like to call it the most delicious fruit in the world!"

They worked hard with Zong Jiu to promote the apples for a while. Seeing that the faces of the old people opposite were still suspicious, they clearly didn't believe it.

Anthony sneered, "Selling an apple for a thousand survival points is too much. Why don't you go and grab it?"

Zong Jiu said innocently, "I'm just grabbing it... No, boy, have you heard of supply exceeding demand?"

"We are in the famine dungeon now. In this case, how precious is an apple? I don't need to say more, right? Since it is equivalent to something that prolongs life, don't you think your life is not worth this price?"

This question made everyone speechless.

[I heard it! The magician just said that he was just ripping people off! ]

[I heard it too! I'll prove it! Hahaha, it's obviously not me who makes money, why am I so happy to see it?]

[An insider is so diligent in helping ordinary people, it's unreasonable not to give him survival points]

[Again, I really want to see their reaction when they find out that the magician is the insider.jpg]

"Forget it, I'm giving you a friendly price because you are old and have a lot of survival points."

The white-haired young man raised his eyebrows, "Since you don't want it, then I can only benefit the newcomers."

As he said, he turned around again, "Come on, brothers, it's time to eat, what do you want to eat today?"

The newcomers excitedly chatted, "Guava!"

"Jackfruit!" "Grapes!" "Pomelo!" "Mango, always the god!"

The old people stared in amazement at the white-haired magician's fingertips flying and spinning carelessly in the air, and every jump could bring out a completely different fruit. Every time one appeared, the newcomers applauded and cheered wildly, and the scene was extremely lively.

"Is this... a special prop?" An old man asked uncertainly.

Even the experienced old man had never seen such a scene. How could there be such a useless special prop whose only function was to take out fruits one by one? Good thing.

They looked disdainful while watching the newcomers feasting on the food, and couldn't stop drooling.

The few people who were fighting for the rice bran felt that the hard rice in their hands suddenly didn't smell good, and all the eyes were focused on the magician in the center who was immersed in his performance.

Lin Guoxing narrowed his eyes.

If he didn't say anything, naturally there would be old people who would speak up.

Cao Hongtao said sourly, "Hey, didn't you just say that an apple cost one thousand survival points? Why can they eat it without paying?"

Zong Jiu said, "They call me big brother. It's natural for a big brother to give food to his younger brother. Don't you call me big brother too?"

Cao Hongtao's face turned red and white, white and red.

With his noble status as a B-level trainee, it was impossible for him to call a C-level newcomer "big brother", no matter how promising this newcomer was.

Even if he didn't call him that, it didn't mean that others around him wouldn't call him that.

The speed at which the hunger value dropped was too fast. In just such a short communication time, it dropped another five points.

An old man at C-level was so hungry that he trembled and called him "big brother".

What was even funnier was that Zong Jiu responded subconsciously.

The comments were almost going crazy with laughter.

[I can't help it. I'm dying of laughter. The magician is really talented.]

[It's time to poke these old men in the limelight. It's a matter of life and death. If they can help you, it's a favor. If they don't, it's their duty. What's wrong with exchanging goods? It's good to have food.]

[That's right. The dungeon has been restarted. If we delay any longer, we might be wiped out. I didn't expect that the old man still couldn't let go of his airs at this time. He can't figure it out.]

[Quick, quick, I want to see the scene where all the old men call the C-level inner ghost brother, gkd! ]

Since he agreed, Zong Jiu couldn't take advantage of this big brother for nothing.

He was silent for a while, took out an apple and handed it over. The latter nodded and took it, saying that it was the best apple he had ever eaten.

When people are extremely hungry, the food they eat will be particularly delicious.

So the C-level old man immediately gave up his dark side and said that this was the most delicious apple he had ever eaten.

Now the other old men were also tempted.

Hunger is like the most unbearable punishment, tightening everyone's stomach, making them feel so uncomfortable that they can't breathe. As the saying goes, food is the first necessity of the people. If the sky is about to fall, who cares about other things?

Unfortunately, the next old man who shamelessly came up and called me "big brother" didn't get the apple.

He was so angry that he jumped on the spot, "Why? I called him too!"

Zong Jiu said seriously, "The discount is only for one person. If everyone calls me "big brother", then I can't do business anymore."

The black-clothed Azan on the side took back the soul-calling pan.

He walked up and traded 5,000 survival points with Zong Jiu very straightforwardly, and took away five apples.

"See, the big guy doesn't drag his words and trades directly."

Zong Jiu shrugged, "Everyone, think it through. Life and death are just a matter of thought. Now is not the time to be stingy with survival points."

That's indeed the truth.

Although the old people were resentful, they couldn't say anything when their stomachs were screaming desperately. They pinched their noses and came to line up for the transaction.

Zong Jiu looked at the survival points that were credited to his account, and he felt so happy.

He strengthened his hands and eyes, and exchanged for some miscellaneous props, and the one million chips were declared to be squandered. His next goal was to find a deck of playing cards for specific strengthening, preferably to the extent that it could also cause damage to supernatural beings.

However, to strengthen to that extent, the required survival points were also not a small number. Moreover, the strengthening items were consumable items, the kind that could not be recycled. Zong Jiu wanted to collect some survival points first, strengthen a deck of cards, and save them for use.

Now, the strengthened survival points are delivered to the door by themselves, isn't it wonderful?

After a round of transactions, Anthony finally came up with a stinky face.

Zong Jiu didn't even raise his head, "Two thousand points each."

This was a blatant provocation, who could tolerate it?

Anyway, the barbarian Anthony couldn't tolerate it.

The half-vampire sneered from his throat, one hand turned into a claw, and the other hand's black nails grew rapidly, and he actually rushed towards the magician's left hand, trying to rob it.

Without any warning, Anthony attacked as fast as lightning. Ordinary eyes could only catch a flash of afterimage.

Zong Jiu was different. His dynamic vision reached the pinnacle, so he could see his little move clearly.

He took a step back with white hair and youthful eyes, just avoiding Anthony's first wave of attack, followed by the sound of playing cards breaking through the air.

The two fought in the temple, and more than a dozen moves were over in the blink of an eye.

[Wait, for an apple, they are fighting? ]

[Anthony doesn't have even 2,000 survival points, right? Light the candle.jpg]

[He definitely doesn't have none, but the magician provoked him, and he has such a hot temper, it would be strange if he could bear it]

[My focus is actually that the magician can tie with the second-in-command of the Night Clan, hiss - it turns out that the one million points in Las Vegas are not given for nothing, after this time, the magician may be able to directly reach level A]

[What's A, be bold, level S (loud)]

Because they both remembered the rules of the main system, neither of them killed him.

Anthony's target was the apple, while Zong Jiu's target was --

He saw an opening, changed his palm, and slashed forward quickly.

Because of this action, Zong Jiu's waist pocket was slightly open. From Anthony's angle, he could just see a corner of the yellow talisman paper inside.

Just when Anthony was stunned, the palm wind of the white-haired young man swept across his head.

He touched it.

The touch was cold and hard, and it was almost impossible to compare it with any known silk thread. Instead, it was more like a piano wire with special toughness.

And there were two on Anthony's head.

Zong Jiu narrowed his eyes and exerted force in his palm.

The half-vampire who was just coming with great momentum suddenly staggered.

He couldn't even keep his body shape, staggered back two steps, and then found the direction, and then glared at Zong Jiu, "What did you do?"

Two threads, that means only the function of reading memory and implanting subconsciousness, not yet reaching the point of control.

No wonder the devil's control is so subtle, it turns out to be gradual.

Zong Jiu did not answer, but silently loosened his hand.

Two invisible threads that only he could touch slipped from his hand and disappeared.

At the moment he broke the puppet string, the feeling of being spied on became stronger again, rushing straight to his head.

The white-haired young man's eyes slowly swept over everyone present, and finally fixed on a certain place.

Lin Guoxing put his hands in his pockets and slowly stood up from the wall he was leaning on.

He touched his lips and showed a smile that made people's backs cold.

Zong Jiu could read lips.

He was clearly saying, 'What a nice surprise'.