Recycling Bin In Fantasy World

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"I can decide on today's bloody ginseng fruit and give it to others.
There is another task this afternoon, which is to go to the west courtyard to weed.
If you have the ability to break the taboo rules of the Western Courtyard, you can get the key treasure.
Then come to me at this time tomorrow and I will tell you everything I know. "
After the fat boy finished speaking, several boys in white clothes around him raised their eyes and glanced at Muchuan without saying a word.
They seemed to agree with the fat boy's words.
As long as Muchuan can prove himself, it doesn't matter if they take another risk.
"Okay!" Muchuan nodded firmly and said:
"As for the bloody ginseng fruit, I won't bother you. Just give it to me. I can use it."
A trace of surprise flashed in Fatty's eyes, and he nodded: "Okay!"
This phantom apostle does have something, he can even play with the bloody ginseng fruit.
But so what.
They have seen apostles who are dozens of times more powerful than him, but they have left their lives here.
At this time, the golden light on the statue of Immortal Zhenyuan in the main hall dimmed.
A quarter of an hour's morning class time is over.
As the golden light dissipated, the bodies of the dozens of boys in white shriveled up, like mummies.
The sacred and solemn hall has also been restored to the dilapidated and desolate shabby house it was before.
The boys in white ignored Muchuan and left like zombies.
[Ding! Wuzhuangguan exploration progress +20%, current progress is 20%]
There is finally some news on the exploration progress of Wuzhuang Temple.
...
Muchuan returned to the room.
"Gao Jie, where have you been?" Duan Qingqing was the first to ask.
"Just take a walk." Muchuan was too lazy to pay attention to her.
"Did you find out anything?" Ding Shi asked curiously.
This time Muchuan disappeared for more than an hour.
In addition, he can deal with the bloody ginseng fruit, so Ding Shi and others dare not underestimate him.
They even wanted to get some information on Muchuan.
"No!" Muchuan shook his head.
These old fritters have their own ways to save their lives, so he doesn't need to worry about them.
At this time, the fat boy pushed open the door and walked in, holding bloody ginseng fruit with a bloody stench in his hand.
Everyone retreated and looked at Muchuan.
Muchuan didn't say much, walked a few steps forward to the fat boy, and said:
"Senior brother, I ate it yesterday. You don't need to give it to me today."
There was a trace of confusion in Pang Yuan's eyes. Didn't this boy just say that the Bloody Ginseng Fruit was useful to him?
Why don't you want it now?
"Of course!" Pang Yuan still cooperated with Muchuan's performance, looking around with round eyes on his dry head.
Everyone in the room suddenly broke out in cold sweat.
"Ah? This can't be done!"
"Gao Jie, you said yesterday that from now on the bloody ginseng fruit will be dealt with by you."
"That's right, that's right, you can't go back on your word."
"You can solve this thing anyway, why do you want to harm us?"
"..."
Everyone started making noises.
Pang Yuan said nothing, he was waiting for Muchuan's performance.
"It's not impossible for me to solve it. Li Zhuang, you also said that there is no free lunch in the fantasy world of rules.
Ding Shi, Wei Li and Guan Song, each of you three can give me a piece of information.
Let me take care of the bloody ginseng fruit for the next six days.
How about it? It's not a bad deal, right? Muchuan asked, looking at several people.
Through observations over the past few days, Muchuan confirmed that these guys must have their own information.
Ding Shi's eyes flickered, thoughtfully, and said nothing.
Wei Li was stunned for a moment, then looked at Muchuan with a smile, seeming to be interested in him.
Guan Song snorted coldly and said: "Young man, don't be self-righteous if you have some ability. The lion speaks loudly.
The world will still turn around without anyone, and even if you don't pick it up, it may not be our turn to pick it up.
Young people must have a spirit of sacrifice and know how to contribute to the team. "
There were fifteen of them in total, two of them were bitten to death yesterday morning, and two more were killed by the Bloody Ginseng Fruit.
There are currently eleven people left, excluding Muchuan, the probability of selecting Guan Song is only 10%.
After that, five people can still survive with one bloody ginseng fruit a day.
Muchuan pointed at Guan Song and said to the fat boy:
"Senior brother, this guy is a bit arrogant. How about choosing him today?"
The fat boy's withered head turned to Guan Song. Guan Song suddenly felt a chill on his back, and cold sweat broke out from his forehead, and he couldn't stop it.
He is just a business CEO, and the most terrifying thing he has ever experienced in his life is just being caught for tax evasion and fined tens of millions.
I have never seen such a life and death moment.
"Junior brother, what you said makes sense!" The fat boy's words immediately made Guan Song's soul tremble.
I want to die! I want to die!
How could this boy in white listen to this kid?
What on earth did this kid do?
He must have done something the hour before he disappeared, everyone thought.
"Okay, I agree to your deal." Wei Li said immediately.
She couldn't watch Guan Song die. This is her big customer, and this year's performance depends on him.
The World Breaking Star Essence is too expensive, so don't use it if you can.
"I agree too." Ding Shi said.
He had a hunch that if he didn't agree, he would be the one who would receive the bloody ginseng fruit today.
The boy in white obviously listened to this kid. These two guys were singing a double act.
This kid is a bit evil. I have never heard of anyone who can conquer characters in the fantasy realm.
At least you won't find such talents in the low-level fantasy realm.
"Okay!" Guan Song agreed tremblingly, and then asked: "Why doesn't Li Zhuang use it?"
"He gave me enough information." Muchuan said.
Li Zhuang was pretty good to him, he just reciprocated his kindness.
In addition, this also lets everyone know that he is a reasonable person.
"Senior brother, wait for us for a while." Muchuan said to the chubby boy.
The fat boy nodded: "There's no rush, just solve this thing before dark."
Everyone now understood clearly that Muchuan and the boy in white must have had a PY transaction in private.
Shameless!
He actually went through the back door!
Although we really want to be like him!
Muchuan and the three of them walked out of the house to conduct private transactions.
Ding Shi gave him a message:
"There will be a weeding event in the west yard this afternoon.
This is a taboo condition in the West Courtyard. You are not allowed to come within three meters of the dry well mouth. "
Guan Song gave him a piece of information:
"If you meet Tang Monk at night, you will not die, but you will be chased by the boy in gray.
Hide in Tang Monk's room and you will be safe until dawn. "
This information made Muchuan's eyes light up, and some of the previous key points seemed to be connected.
Wei Li gave him a new taboo condition:
"The back mountain is a forbidden area for Wuzhuang Temple. Anyone who comes close will turn into mummies."
In order to ensure the authenticity of the intelligence, the three of them all initiated the transaction contract based on the rules of the fantasy realm.
This is a permission that only beginners have, and Muchuan will only have it after he goes out.
After getting three pieces of information, Muchuan said to everyone:
"You leave the house a hundred meters away. I will call you back after I deal with the bloody ginseng fruit."
Everyone had no choice but to leave the house obediently.
Muchuan took the ginseng fruit plate and said to the fat boy, "Thank you, senior brother."
The fat boy was not as expressive as he was in the main hall, he just said stiffly:
"It must be solved before dark. I will come to check."
Fatty Boy said this once yesterday.
Based on the current situation of the two of them, this is completely nonsense.
They seemed to abide by certain rules, but they had a certain degree of autonomy outside the rules. Muchuan immediately noticed the situation of the boys in white.
Muchuan threw the bloody ginseng fruit into the recycling bin.
[Ding! After recovering the D-level poisonous mythical fruit, you can choose one of the following three rewards. ]
Yesterday's was D+, today it's D-. Are the quality of each Dirty Blood Ginseng Fruit different?
But it doesn't matter, it's all for free anyway.
[1. A D-level skill]
[2. 20 million in cash, obtained after customs clearance. ]
[3. 800 fantasy domain points. ]
This time the options have no intelligence.
No choice but to choose one.
In this current situation, is there any use in asking for money?
If your life is gone, no matter how much money you have, it is just useless paper.
The same goes for points in the fantasy realm. In the fantasy realm, the points mall cannot be used.
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