Chapter 133 Sleeping and Questioning

Yang Yi came to the armor, confirmed that it had no tendency to attack, and reached out to touch it.

Then the upper body of the armor disappeared, and was put into the charred worm ring by Yang Yi.

"Do I look like someone who would wear this kind of armor?" Yang Yi looked at Suna.

Yes!

Suna wanted to answer like this, but she held back.

Yang Yi then put the lower body of the armor into his well-ripened stomach.

In this way, even if it wanted to make trouble, it couldn't do anything and could be easily subdued.

Similar to Broken Iron, this equipment may be inhabited by vengeful spirits. How to use it depends on the time!

But now is not the time, there are more than 3,000 pieces of wood waiting to be sold on the island!

Yang Yi picked up the intermediate craftsman inscription stone and prepared to go back to strengthen the sea snake's tooth.

After that, he and Suna collected the wood on the island together, and finally sold all the wood two hours later, at a price of 27 conch coins per unit.

At this point, Yang Yi had an astonishing 1521070 conch coins in his account, more than 1.52 million!

And it was daybreak.

Yang Yi looked at his own state.

His energy was less than 30. If he hadn't been in a state of madness, he might have fainted by now.

"I'll take a break." Yang Yi said to Su Na.

He planned to recover first, and then set off to find the second island to see if he could make another wave of money.

"Wait!"

Su Na called Yang Yi and took out a bottle of blue pure gem-like potion from the treasure bag.

"You need to drink a bottle of this."

Yang Yi turned around.

He recognized this potion, it was the sleeping potion, it seemed that Su Na made several bottles.

But Yang Yi didn't want to drink it.

"No, I'm afraid I'll have to sleep all day if I drink this, which will delay things!" Yang Yi refused.

"But you need to drink it!"

Su Na's eyes were burning, and her expression was serious, as if she couldn't refuse.

Yang Yi couldn't persuade her, so he took the potion and drank it. It tasted as sweet as ever, and then walked into the house.

"When you stop the boat, remember to open the twilight curtain!"

He ordered.

It seems that Suna is going to drive the boat and try to find the second island.

Not long after, Yang Yi fell asleep on the bed, sleeping soundly.

Suna was also in the house. She took out the remaining fourteen bottles of sleeping potion and placed them at the head of Yang Yi's bed.

The reason why she was tough and asked Yang Yi to drink the sleeping potion was because she noticed that Yang Yi's mental state was getting worse.

The statue was proof of this.

In the process of creation, people will intentionally or unintentionally, more or less, put emotions in their works and reflect their mental state.

Especially when there is no restriction on the theme and they create freely.

Therefore, in medicine, doctors often let mental patients create art, regardless of the quality of the work, just to understand the patient's mental state from the shape and color of the work.

Intervention based on this is called art therapy.

Yang Yi made a creepy statue, which shows that his mental state is very bad, even if he may have done it intentionally...

It's just a sleeping potion, and the effect may be limited.

Suna looked at Yang Yi who was sleeping soundly.

Just as it was getting harder and harder for Yang Yi to refuse Suna, Suna also paid more and more attention to Yang Yi.

Not as a rare observation object.

But...

.............

Yang Yi slept for more than 20 hours.

When he woke up, it was already the next morning.

He checked his status.

His spirit, energy, and blood were all restored, and he felt much more relaxed.

Then he looked at the sea map and found that the Nightmare Star had left the island.

At the same time, the private chat message in the log kept flashing. Yang Yi opened it and found that it was a message from Suna.

"Drink at least one bottle a week!"

Yang Yi glanced at the sleeping potion on the bedside, a total of fourteen bottles.

But he gave Suna ten bottles of holy water, so shouldn't he make twenty bottles of sleeping potion?

Excluding the bottle he drank and the one he gave to the collector, there should be 18 bottles left. Why is the number wrong?

Is there a success rate for making it?

Or was it drunk by Suna?

Yang Yi didn't think about it, nor did he intend to delve into it.

He was soon amused by Suna's second message.

"I have used the skills of the lookout, but I didn't find the second island.

In addition, don't you have to give me some money? I obviously made so much money!"

Yang Yi glanced at the huge amount of money in his account and smiled.

It's ridiculous!

When have I, Yang Yi, ever been stingy?

After thinking about it, he transferred 321,070 conch coins to Suna, and collected 1.2 million for himself to buy equipment and the necessary supplies for the next sea area!

But Suna didn't react.

Yang Yi looked at the next room from the cave entrance and found that Suna was still sleeping.

It seems that she was sailing last night.

Yang Yi didn't plan to wake her up, but was reading the second person's private message.

The sender was Song Yingwen, asking for information about the collector.

And he asked several times.

Especially last night.

Song Yingwen: "Yang Yi, what's going on with you now?"

This was his last private message.

Yang Yi replied directly.

"Sorry, I took a nap."

"Are you still alive?"

"Do you think a dead person would reply?"

Song Yingwen on the other end suddenly felt a chill down his spine and decided not to delve into this issue.

Last night, another person also met the collector and asked for help in the chat channel, and even asked for help from a major newspaper.

So Song Yingwen tried to contact Yang Yi, but all the messages fell on deaf ears.

By morning, this person had been deactivated.....

Yang Yi frowned.

It seemed that he needed to check the chat records.

"You were not killed by the collector. Did you successfully complete the transaction?"

"Yes."

"Send me the information about the collector quickly. This issue of the weekly magazine will definitely sell out."

"Okay!"

Yang Yi sorted out the information he had, added some of his personal speculations, and then packaged it into a small article and sent it to Song Yingwen together with the photo.

There was silence for a few minutes, and then Song Yingwen sent a reply.

"What on earth are you holding in your hand? How can it be so weird that it directly deducted 30 points of my sanity!"

"That's the statue I made."

"You made it? I..."

Yang Yi didn't care what Song Yingwen thought, but explained the reason why he took this picture.

"This shows that what the collector wants is not necessarily equipment and props.

And players have time to prepare the trading items, they can make them themselves, or even buy them!

I even think that we can ask the collector what he wants, and maybe there will be a specific reply."

Yang Yi replied.

This is the idea he had after completing the transaction.

If you ask the collector what he wants at the first time, maybe you don't have to try.

It's just that Yang Yi didn't think about it at the time, and he didn't think about communicating with strange creatures like collectors.

But Yang Yi's idea was rejected by Song Yingwen.

"This may not be a good idea!

Because that person tried to ask last night, and then cancelled the account"

"From the decision to ask to the cancellation of the account, it took only two minutes."