Doomsday Wonderland Chapter 2115: Try moving it

No, Lin Sanjiu turned around again, almost wanting to connect her eyes to form a 360-degree circle around her - there was no place anywhere. She had already found it according to the picture of the stall on the screen just now. , but there was no sign of Mr. Li anywhere nearby.

Every one of the heads swarming around was a stranger; she knew no one, and no one knew her. Others' eyes swept past her, and they fell back into the stranger's way.

It’s strange. Could it be that she saw it wrong?

Thinking about it carefully, her only contact with Li Zhijun was very brief, and it happened so many years ago. Now when she is asked to describe and recall Li Zhijun's appearance, all that comes to her mind is an oval shape. The mold lake is flesh-colored.

Under such circumstances, it is normal for Lin Sanjiu to be wrong.

"Besides, you are not friends. We have only interacted once," Teacher Yi reminded mercilessly, "It's him or not. What is he going to do? What does it have to do with you? Hurry up and get down to business. It’s important.”

"What if Kurosawa Jiye..."

"Kurosawa Ji himself said that he hasn't found his friend for many years." Teacher Yi replied immediately.

After all, he was also the person who helped me a lot back then. If not

Before Lin Sanjiu could sigh in her stomach, she heard a greeting from behind: "Girl, are you here to buy something?"

When she turned around, she met the stall owner's smiling eyes. As the saying goes, "harmony brings wealth", although he didn't like Lin Sanjiu standing in front of the stall looking around and blocking his business, he was very considerate and enthusiastic: "Come on, you're welcome, I brought a lot of new products this time, do you want to see it?" Take a look? You can even try a piece."

Lin Sanjiu lowered her eyes subconsciously and scanned the stalls, not finding anything that looked like food.

The security measures of Blackstone Collection seem to be in place. The sellers put their things on the table with confidence and boldness. Some people put them in transparent boxes, and some did not use anything. On this table right now, Four or five ceramic utensils were placed, with a cake tray in the center. There was only a pile of broken porcelain and broken tiles on the tray.

“Here, you can have a taste,” the stall owner picked up a broken piece of porcelain with his fingers and put it on Lin Sanjiu’s face, “But you have to be careful, don’t cut your mouth... your teeth Okay? You can’t chip your tooth, right?"

Why do you want people to try eating broken porcelain pieces?

"No, no," Lin Sanjiu quickly waved her hand and declined, "I just want to ask. I don't have a stall, but if I want to sell things for money, what should I do here?"

The stall owner threw the tiles back onto the cake tray, making a "dang" sound. Even if that thing is not a real porcelain tile, it is definitely much harder than ordinary porcelain tiles.

"My stall is D4," the stall owner answered in detail: "If you follow this direction to D1, go all the way to the end, and you will find a circular open space in the center of the 'bowl'. That empty space There is a personal trading system on the ground, just go there."

The entire black stone collection is contained in a "bowl" sunk between the valleys, but the bottom is flat; an unknown number of roads radiate from the center to cover the entire "flat-bottomed bowl". When you come down from the red pine forest slope, you will walk right in between lanes AB. If Lin Sanjiu remembers correctly, the last stall on both lanes is 20.

"Thank you," Lin Sanjiu was about to turn away, but couldn't help but ask, "Why do you want people to eat porcelain pieces?"

The stall owner smiled proudly. "Have you ever heard of a chicken eating a pebble? It's the same thing, it helps digestion."

Well, it would be better not to say it than to say it, which will cause more problems.

Although Lin Sanjiu was curious, he could distinguish the important things and knew what was important now. If there was Yuan Xiangxi or Bohemia around at this time, he probably wouldn't be able to leave just now - but she didn't expect that as soon as she took a step, she wouldn't be able to leave just yet; because Just when the first step landed, the stall owner spoke again.

"Come on, come to me." He didn't know why his tone suddenly changed, almost as if he was begging, and he murmured behind him: "Please come here...come here."

Lin Sanjiu's hair stood on end; when she hurriedly turned her head, she found that she was still the only one in front of the broken porcelain stall before she could walk away - the stall owner was looking straight at her. It was obvious that, except for her, Those words could not have been said to the second person.

"What did you say?" she asked suspiciously, "Where do you want me to go?"

Unexpectedly, the stall owner was startled when he heard this, and the look on his face was not only more suspicious than hers, but also a layer of confusion. "What did you say?" He asked exactly the same question, "I didn't ask you to go anywhere."

"No, you just told me that you wanted me to come over."

Although he was standing in a bustling market with people coming and going, Lin Sanjiu was very sure that he was not mistaken this time. The stall owner was indeed talking - even Teacher Yi was in his mind. This corroborated her memory: the voice she heard was indeed the stall owner's voice, and the source of the voice was from where the stall owner was standing; it could not be someone else's voice that came through and was confused.

"But I really didn't say anything. What's the point of lying to you?" The stall owner looked at Lin Sanjiu up and down, and his suspicion gradually grew, "You...you were just standing here looking around. What are you looking at?"

"Me? I was looking for someone."

"You didn't find it?" The stall owner suddenly realized, as if he had come to a conclusion: "Did you think you saw someone? And then you thought you heard me speak?"

Hearing this, he almost said that Lin Sanjiu was mentally ill.

After leaving the D4 stall full of confusion, Lin Sanjiu did not dare to relax for a while, always keeping one ear back to listen to the noise, but as expected, the stall owner never made any sound again. Let her go away.

It was weird, but it didn't affect what she should do; the stall owner's guidance was good, and she quickly found the central part of the "flat bowl", where the "personal trading system" is located .

The so-called "personal trading system" is actually not as high-tech as Lin Sanjiu imagined. Perhaps it is because there are too many Evolved Persons with trading needs, and they are a mixed bag, and they dare not allow people to come into direct contact with special items or precision machines, so the "Personal Trading System" is actually a tent with several registrars sitting under the two rows. In the middle is a long red and blue two-color booth that looks like a T stage.

"If you have goods or services to sell, you go to the blue shed to register. This red shed is for people who want to buy."

A tall man standing in line in front of the red shed, maybe because he was taboo about the power of Karma in this world, answered Lin Sanjiu very carefully and patiently. "Have you seen that booth? There are two long strips separated by color, right? On the red side, there are purchase information; on the blue side, there are sales information."

At this time, two rows of sparse signs had been erected on the long exhibition stand. When Lin Sanjiu raised his eyes and looked up, he happened to see two evolvers reaching out to a buying sign in the red area at the same time— —The two hands barely touched each other. They were both aware of the competitor around them, and their eyes were locked together, as if a small dispute was about to break out.

"When you see something suitable, take down the sign and go to the shed to say something. You should have the small sign when you park the aircraft, right?" Seeing Lin Sanjiu take out the small wooden sign, the tall man nodded. The head said: "Whether you are publishing information or applying for information, you have to use this as collateral as a guarantee of the sincerity of the transaction. Otherwise, for example, if someone deceives the owner and robs him on the pretext of purchasing. ?"

Lin Sanjiu never thought about this - no wonder the aircraft must be parked in the same place.

"That's fine," the tall man thought for a while, "you have the money ready, nothing else."

“You want more money?” Lin Sanjiu’s eyes widened.

"It costs money to publish information, but there is no money to apply for information." The tall man looked at her expression and realized it. He raised his chin towards the booth and said, "If you really don't have any money, first You can also check out the purchase information... Why do you have an aircraft but no money?"

Lin Sanjiu really couldn't provide an answer to this. ~IndoMTL.com~ Since there is no money to apply, let’s take a look first... Anyway, she is here to sell off her belongings. If she happens to see someone asking for something she owns, then there is really nothing that cannot be sold; just like money, They are all external things.

As she thought, she walked briskly past the first two signs for humanoid items.

The first thing that caught her eye and made her very tempted was a brand that wanted to buy "condensed bad luck" - it seemed that people who felt they were unlucky could extract and concentrate their bad luck, but they had to It should be stored in a sealed container without any risk of leakage.

Lin Sanjiu was helpless and continued walking down with full of regret; when she passed a few more signs, she suddenly stopped.

"

Yes, she still has this on her. She almost forgot about it - but it is something she cannot sell!

"Want to buy [Life is like a play]," the sign read.