Digitalization of the World

Chapter 248: Ghost market

Wang Xian’s talent [Strip] has a cooldown of ten days, but it can be accumulated. Since obtaining this talent at level 50, he hasn’t used it a few times, so now it can be used many times at once.

　　 Qin Zheng, Long Aotian, and You Ying can all bring people stripped of their talents, and they are completely trustworthy, and this is what Wang Xian specifically asked them to do.

　　 Many talents and stripping talents are better regarded as secrets.

After the talents are stripped, the stripped people will naturally have no talents, but the three of them have discussed with Wang Xian, and will use the'Lei Jieye' to temporarily fill in the talent vacancies for them, and when there is a chance later, In giving them the right talent.

　　 Each of the three people brought one person over, and the three people who were brought here were also very talented, all of whom were epic.

　　 As for why not bring mythical level?

　　 They want too!

　　The question is where to find mythical talents?

　　 Every person with a myth-level talent is enough to be called the pride of heaven, and it is not worth it to strip off their talent.

　　 Moreover, Wang Xian also told them, stripping away mythical talents, the success rate is terribly low, and even epic talents, the success rate is not high.

　　 For stripping talent, Wang Xian has never done this before. He has only stripped weapon attributes, and the weapons that have been stripped of attributes are directly wiped out.

　　 Therefore, before stripping off his talent, Wang Xian told several people about the possible consequences.

　　 As a result, the people who are about to be stripped of their talents are very determined!

　　 Wang Xian glanced at Qin Zheng and the others. It was obvious that they should have given the three people benefits that they could not refuse.

　　Since the parties concerned had no objections, Wang Xian naturally had no objections, and immediately began to strip off the talents of the three.

　　 "Don't resist for a while!"

　　 Wang Xian looked at the person in front of him and said.

　　 He didn't speak, just nodded.

　　 Wang Xian put his right hand on his forehead, and activated the [stripping] talent.

　　 A faint fluorescence appeared from Wang Xian's hand, and the person's forehead began to glow.

"what--"

　　 Suddenly, the man made a miserable cry and his facial expression began to twist.

　　 Wang Xian frowned, trying to end the stripping of his talent.

"carry on!"

　　 A hand suddenly placed on Wang Xian's wrist, stopping Wang Xian's attempt to leave the forehead of the person who had been stripped of talent.

　　 That hand belongs to someone who has been stripped of talent.

　　 He endured the pain and organized Wang Xian's behavior.

　　 Looking at his firm eyes, Wang Xian did not speak, and continued to strip off his talent.

　　 More than ten seconds later, Wang Xian's hand left his forehead, and a light ball the size of a ping pong ball appeared in Wang Xian's hand.

　　 stripped of epic talent, the success rate was only 25%, but luckily it succeeded.

　　 Moreover, don't strip away talented people, and there is no such thing as the disappearance of weapons after their weapons have been stripped of their attributes. This made Wang Xian's heart relieved.

"give!"

　　 Wang Xian threw the ball of light in his hand to Qin Zheng.

　　 Qin Zheng did not look at the attributes of the ball of light. After putting the ball of light away, he immediately came to the person's side, held him up, and asked, "Is it okay?"

　　 The man shook his head and said, "It's okay."

　　 "It's all right!"

　　 Qin Zheng breathed a sigh of relief.

After 　　, Wang Xian began to strip off his talents for the other two.

　　 It's just that when the talents of these two people were stripped, it was not as smooth as the first person, but it was not too bad, it was just a failure.

　　 After the talents were stripped off, Qin Zheng and the others left with their own people.

　　 "Brother-in-law, did you just let them go?"

　　 Su Jin asked curiously.

　　 "Why don't you leave?"

　　 "They haven't given anything yet!"

　　 "I will give it."

　　Wang Xian smiled.

　　 Although none of the three of them said anything to thank Wang Xian for stripping off his talent, Wang Xian believed that as long as the three of them were not stupid, giving him something would definitely satisfy him.

　　 "What if you don't give it..."

　　 Su Jin muttered.

　　 "How can there be so much in case!" Wang Xian knocked Su Jin on the head, looked at the others, and said, "Today is New Year's Day. Let's go to my parents' place to eat dumplings?"

"I go!"

　　 Su Jin immediately raised his hand.

"it is good!"

　　 Nangong Wu said with a smile.

"I am going too!"

　　 Cheng Yao shouted.

　　 "The call is walking, and by the way, I called Shang Xuanming and Xuan Yue. They can help a lot with the rescue of the hostages." Wang Xian said.

　　 "I'm going to call Xuanming and Yueyue."

　　 Su Jin immediately trot to call someone.

　　 "Won't she send a message..."

　　 Wang Xian looked speechless as Su Jin gradually disappeared from his back of vision.

　　Nangong Dance:...

　　 Cheng Yao:...

　　……

　　 Although it didn't take long before they were separated, my parents were happy about the arrival of Wang Xian and others.

　　 I wanted to eat dumplings, so I wrapped them first, but Wang Xian didn’t need to intervene at all for this kind of thing.

　　Su Jin, Nangong Wu, Cheng Yao, and Xuan Yue all joined in to help with my mother.

　　 Wangxian pulled Xuanming to play chess.

　　 When it comes to chess, Wang Xian is a shit, he only understood after seeing Xuan Ming and Xuan Yue often play against each other.

　　 How is Xuanming's chess power? Wang Xian didn't know, but Xuanming was already unable to complain about him anyway.

　　 The dumplings were quickly wrapped and cooked. Nangong Dance came over and called Wang Xian and Xuan Ming.

　　 Knowing that there is no need to play chess, Xuan Ming showed relief.

　　 "Is it so uncomfortable to play chess with me?"

　　 Wang Xian is not angry.

　　 "Would you like to hear the truth or lies?" Xuan Ming smiled.

　　 "The truth!"

　　 Wangxian said immediately.

　　 Xuanming hesitated for a while and said, "Go is not for you, you should play backgammon!"

　　王仙:……

　　 "Xuanming, is Xiaoxian's chess so smelly?" Nangong Wu couldn't help asking.

　　 Xuanming nodded heavily, pointed to the chessboard, and said, "I have never seen a person playing chess like this. If you don't believe me, you can see for yourself."

　　 The corner of Wangxian’s mouth twitched, and he slapped his hands on the chessboard a few times, and said, "Eat dumplings!"

　　 Xuan Ming:...

　　Nangong Dance:...

　　 Dinner table.

　　 Wangxian looked at the plate of dumplings in front of him in a daze.

　　 This should be dumplings, right?

　　 Except for the stuffing, Wang Xian really couldn't see that the ‘thing’ in front of him was dumplings.

　　 "Which one of you's masterpieces is this?"

　　 Wang Xian looked at Nangong Wu and Cheng Yao.

　　 The reason why I only looked at them was because Wang Xian knew that Su Jin knew how to make dumplings, and they were pretty good.

　　 Xuanyue's words, although he doesn't know, but according to common sense, Taoist priests should be able to make dumplings.

　　 And Nangong Wu and Cheng Yao, one was the president of the top group before, and the other was a ‘hunzi’, and only two of them can make dumplings in this shape.

　　 "If you put it in front of you, you can eat, how can there be so many things!"

　　 Mom gave Wang Xian a look.

　　 "I didn't say not to eat it!"

　　 Wangxian immediately smiled, and picked up a ‘dumpling’ and stuffed it into his mouth.

　　 This is my own mother, what can he do after being told?

　　 endure it!

　　 Follow along!

　　 Although the shape of dumplings is not very good-looking, but the taste is not said.

　　 This is actually quite normal, neither the flour nor the stuffing used to make dumplings is the usual flour and meat stuffing in the past.

　　 In addition to dumplings, there are also some home-cooked dishes, all made by his mother, which makes Wang Xian feel relieved to eat.

　　 After eating the dumplings, Wang Xian did not leave, but planned to stay overnight.

　　……

　　 The boring leveling started again.

　　 Next copy!

　　Mobs!

　　 Next copy!

　　 The repeated days made Wang Xian a little crazy.

　　 And the main reason for this is that whether it is an advanced copy of Purgatory difficulty or a leveled monster, he has no challenge at all.

　　 Just like that, the days passed day by day.

　　 Until one day, Jian Twenty-Three suddenly found Wang Xian.

　　 "Did something happen again?"

　　 Wang Xian looked excited.

　　 Jian Twenty-Three looked at Wang Xian suspiciously, and said, "How do I feel that you really want something bad to happen?"

　　 "No, nothing!"

　　 Wangxian waved his hand immediately.

"Is it?"

　　 Sword Twenty-Three looked suspicious.

　　 Obviously, he didn't believe Wang Xian's words very much.

　　 "Don't think so much, quickly say, what can I do?" Wang Xian asked.

　　 "Do you know the ghost market?"

　　 Jian 23 asked Wang Xian a question.

　　 "Nonsense, of course I know!"

　　 Wang Xian looked at Jian Twenty-three speechlessly.

　　What did tm ask?

　　 How could he not know the ghost market.

　　 It’s just that the ghost market is something you can’t find. It’s not fortunate to step on shit, you can’t touch it at all.

and many more!

　　 Wangxian was stunned suddenly.

　　 Sword Twenty-Three, why did he ask him if he knew the ghost market?

Could it be that?

　　 Wangxian immediately looked at Jian Twenty-Three.

　　 Sword nodded at twenty-three, and said, "Tonight, there will be a ghost market open, and I also got news that the ghost market will open an auction room, and it is said that there are rare treasures for auction."

　　 "I'm going, how did you get the news?"

　　 Wang Xian was extremely surprised.

　　The whereabouts of the ghost market is erratic, and there is no fixed place at all. If you want to enter the ghost market, you really can only rely on fate.

　　 "Actually I don't know, the person above told me, let me go to the ghost market to check it out tonight." Jian Twenty-three scratched his head.

　　 "This way..."

　　 Wang Xian nodded.

"going or not?"

　　 Sword asked twenty-three.

　　 "Nonsense, of course!"

　　 Wangxian immediately got up and walked outside.

　　 "Pharaoh, it's still early, what are you going to do?"

　　 Sword Twenty-Three got up and caught up with Wang Xian.

　　 "Of course I am looking for someone to ask for money!" Wang Xian said.

　　 Since he knew that the ghost market was going to open the auction, he naturally had to prepare a lot of gold coins. Otherwise, if he had something to fancy but didn't have any gold coins to buy, he would not regret his death.

　　 You know, according to the rumors of the previous life, there are artifacts in the ghost market for auction.

"take money!"

　　 Wangxian found Su Jin, who was in charge of the financial power of the "Xiangong".

　　 "What do you want money for?"

　　 Su Jin stared at Wang Xian vigilantly, like a thief.

　　 Every time Wang Xian asked her for money, it had to be a lot, and she didn't know how to save when it was spent, which made her feel distressed to death.

　　 "Why are you such a fan of money?"

　　 Wang Xian reached out his hand and knocked Su Jin's head.

　　 has the talent of [Goddess of Luck], "Xiangong" is not short of money, but Su Jin, this little girl, is still deducted to death. Every time he medicines money, this girl will have to ink for a long time.

　　 "Huh! I do!"

　　 Su Jin snorted proudly.

　　 "Stop talking nonsense, give money quickly!"

　　 Wang Xian urged.

　　 "How much do you want?"

　　 Su Jin pouted and asked.

　　Wang Xian thought for a while, and said, "First take a billion!"

　　 "Oh, one billion...how much?"

　　 Su Jin originally wanted to pay, but he heard a number that almost scared her.

　　 "Nothing?"

　　 Wang Xian asked.

　　Su Jin rolled his eyes and said angrily: "Billion gold coins? Look at whether I sold me worth so many gold coins!"

　　Wang Xian grabbed Su Jin's fox ears, and said thoughtfully: "The ancestor of the fox race, put for auction in the ghost market, it is estimated that it should be worth a billion gold coins."

　　 "Brother-in-law, are you really going to sell me? I will kill you!"

　　 Su Jin immediately opened his mouth, grabbed Wang Xian's hand pulling her ear, and bit on it.

　　 "It hurts, it hurts!"

　　 Wang Xian shouted.

　　 It’s impossible to hurt, but I still have to look like it.

"Humph!"

　　 Seemingly satisfied with Wang Xian's expression, Su Jin let go of Wang Xian's hand triumphantly.

　　 "Bite and bite, give me the gold coin!"

　　 Wang Xian stretched out his hand in front of Su Jin.

　　 "It's really not that much!"

　　 Su Jin shook his head.

　　 "How many are there?" Wang Xian asked.

　　 "I only need more than ten million, and it still includes the guild's maintenance funds, which can not be misappropriated at will." Su Jin said.

　　 "More than ten million, a little bit less!"

　　 Wang Xian frowned.

　　 More than ten million gold coins, apart from the official Dragon Kingdom, basically no power can produce it.

　　 But the problem is that there are more than 10 million gold coins. It is estimated that they will not even be able to fight at the ghost market auction.

　　 "More than ten million is still less? Brother-in-law, what are you doing with so many gold coins?"

　　 Su Jin's face was full of curiosity.

　　 "Yes, Xiaoxian, what do you want so many gold coins for?"

　　 At this time, the figure of Nangong Dance appeared, and Cheng Yao was still by her side.

Naturally, there is no need to conceal things about the ghost market. After telling them, Nangong Wu said, "Xiao Xian, with gold coins, I still have a few million here, but I estimate that with my few million, it will be very difficult. Good things are bought at the ghost market auction."

　　 "Sister Nangong, you hide your private money behind my back!"

　　 Just as Wang Xian wanted to say something, Su Jin was like a cat with blown up fur... No, the fox with blown up fur rushed towards Nangong Wu.

"Uh……"

　　 Nangong Wu froze in place immediately, so she forgot that there was a little fox here who was stingy and a fan of money.

　　 Nangong dance comforted the little fox with exploded fur, UU reading www.uukanshu.com said to Wang Xian: "We only have so many gold coins, and I guess there are good things that we can't photograph."

　　 After speaking, Nangong Wu glanced at Jian Twenty-three.

　　 Sword Twenty-Three couldn't understand the meaning of Nangong Dance, and said depressed: "Look at what I'm doing, I don't have any money."

　　 "You have no money, the people behind you are rich!" Nangong Wu smiled.

　　 Sword Twenty-Three:...

　　 "Well, more than 10 million will be more than 10 million, maybe there is nothing in our picture at the ghost market auction." Wang Xian said.

　　 "You can only think so."

　　 Sword Twenty-Three said quietly.

　　 "Go!"

　　 Wang Xian kicked his sword twenty-three and flew out.

　　 Really!

　　 What the truth is!

　　 "Hey!"