Mystery: the Outer God is Myself

Chapter 109 Klein's New Weapon

Chapter Thirteen Klein's New Weapon

After Klein finished speaking, the living room was quiet for a few seconds, which made Klein look around with some trepidation and anticipation, waiting for someone to speak.

Someone should buy it... Klein thought so, but his expression was trying to maintain the same.

"Two sequences..." A lady sitting in the corner of the sofa asked at this moment.

"Alright, at least it can give my children a few more choices."

"Three recipes cost 850 pounds, and the deal will be made if you agree."

It was sold, and 850 pounds was still an acceptable price... Klein heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't rush to answer. Instead, he showed a thoughtful expression, and looked at the other party members from the corner of his eye to observe their reactions.

Seeing that no one wanted to speak again, Klein thought for a moment and said:

"An additional requirement is that you can't sell these two recipes in this party, and you can do whatever you want elsewhere."

The lady nodded and said:

"Yes, Mr. Eye of Wisdom is a witness."

Seeing this, Klein, who already had a general understanding of the transaction process, immediately pulled up his robe, took out the three potion formulas he had written long ago, and handed them to the waiter next to him.

The waiter took the recipe and went straight to the single sofa in the center, and handed the folded paper to the old man with the eyes of wisdom.

After the old man with eyes of wisdom took over the formula, he naturally took out the ring inlaid with many fine diamonds from his pocket as usual, and authenticated the formula.

"True and effective!" After the appraisal was completed, the old Mr. Eye of Wisdom announced in a deep voice, and at the same time quickly took off the ring, as if he didn't dare to wear it for a second longer.

Sure enough, it is the ability of a notary, but the old Mr. Eye of Wisdom seems afraid to use it... Is it because of the negative effect?

Because he had seen the ability of a notary for a long time, Klein naturally recognized it at a glance, and suddenly he was thoughtful.

After confirming that the potion formula was genuine, the lady quickly took out a thick wad of cash, and handed it over to Klein by the waiter.

It was the first time Klein got so much money, and he felt his heart beat a little faster. He counted it three times, and after confirming that the amount was correct, he began to think about the use of the money.

Maybe I can use this money to buy myself a Extraordinary item for the next special training... By the way, I also need to give some of it to improve the lives of my brothers and sisters, but what reason should I use this time?

The company gave out bonuses again? You got rewarded because you interpreted ancient books very well?

Because he was worried that his siblings would associate bad things with the money he suddenly took out, Klein couldn't help but racked his brains to think.

Although half of his face was covered by the mask, and the hood was on, Lin Ruo couldn't see Klein's expression. But seeing the way he held the cash tightly, Lin Ruo could probably guess what the other party was thinking, and couldn't help laughing.

But the party will not be suspended just because Klein is thinking, but the fat pharmacist said in a few seconds:

"I brought six bottles of medicine this time, four of which have the effect of healing trauma, and the other two can make men, well, you all understand, does anyone want it?"

The potion brought by the pharmacist was obviously a sought-after item, and soon there were bids for it. As for the fat pharmacist, who was always hard-spoken and soft-hearted, when someone wanted to buy the next two bottles of medicine, he gave them a detailed introduction to the shelf life of the medicine and the effect it would produce after the shelf life expired.

After selling the potion, the pharmacist habitually bought the "Medulla Crystal of the Spirit Spring", but he still didn't get anything.

When the living room became quiet again, the woman who seemed to have a craftsman behind her said, "I have two weapons with extraordinary effects."

A weapon with extraordinary effects? Klein, who was originally thinking, suddenly returned to his mind, and listened attentively to the lady's words.

"The first weapon was called "Contempt," and was a revolver, made by a distinguished craftsman."

"It can improve the user's movement frequency and running speed. It doesn't need to be filled with special bullets. It only needs to instill spirituality to make the ordinary bullets fired have a paralyzing effect."

"There is a certain chance that the bullet will have the lightning effect while shooting, but the probability is not high. If it is in thunderstorm weather, there will be a blessing. At the same time, after hitting someone, there is a certain probability that the wound will bleed and cannot be cured with ordinary wound medicine. .”

"The effect of this weapon can last for one year, and you can get it for 800 pounds."

This effect is a bit similar to the Hurricane Axe after Little Sun... but it's obviously better, and the price is fair... But I just asked her last time if I could make a pistol with extraordinary effects, so that's it. It's done, it's efficient...

While Lin Ruo was thinking this way, he glanced at Klein next to him, and found that the other party was holding the 850 pounds tightly in his hand. He seemed to be quite moved by this revolver, but also seemed to be a little entangled.

Apparently, although Lin Ruo said at the beginning that Klein would pay for Klein's expenses tonight, Klein didn't intend to really let Lin Ruo spend.

In every sense, he is a good boy... Lin Ruo hooked the corner of his mouth, and suddenly said: "[Contempt], 800 pounds."

The woman waited a few seconds and asked, "Anyone else bid?"

In the corner, a man with a hoarse voice said at this moment: "820 pounds."

Lin Ruo glanced at him immediately, and saw the eagerness of the other party, who was obviously very excited about this revolver, and immediately increased the price: "900 pounds."

His tone was understated, and it wasn't a deliberate act. After all, for Lin Ruo, nine hundred pounds was only a matter of going to the casino to gamble twice.

Hearing this quotation, the man in the corner became quiet all of a sudden, and stopped talking.

The lady asked again:

"Anyone else bid?"

The living room was silent, and no one spoke again.

"Deal!" Seeing this, the lady no longer hesitated, and handed the box next to her right foot to the waiter who approached.

The waiter first let the old man with the eye of wisdom make an appraisal, and then held the box in front of Lin Ruo, and at the same time took the cash that Lin Ruo handed him.

After Lin Ruo took the box, he opened it casually and found a black pistol that was about the same size as an ordinary revolver, but with many symbols and magic marks engraved on the surface.

Lin Ruo activated his spiritual vision, and saw that from the perspective of spiritual vision, the color of this pistol was quite rich, obviously using a lot of extraordinary materials.

Not bad... Lin Ruo nodded, then closed the box, and handed the things to Klein next to him.

Klein didn't take it, but lowered his voice, and said in a volume that only the two of them could hear: "This is too expensive, I can't take it."

A 900-pound extraordinary weapon... Such an expensive thing is really beyond Klein's range of acceptance.

"Don't rush to refuse, take this as my teacher's gift to you for your successful graduation from the first stage of studies, and the sponsorship of the second stage. You don't want to...not even a decent one without a weapon?" Lin If you also lower your voice.

"But..." Klein still hesitated.

"No but." Lin Ruo put the box directly into Klein's hands with a firm attitude, and at the same time lowered her voice and said with a smile: "If you really feel sorry...you should do less death in the future!"

Klein: ...

Why did you suddenly get involved in committing suicide? Didn't I already write a self-criticism?

I was too anxious to write and didn't notice that the title is wrong, it is 13 not 12, but I can't change it here, please forgive me.