System experience officer

Chapter 2176. National Destiny Stall System 3

Han Zifeng thought for a moment and said, "Whoever commits a crime is courting death. Don't they have four limbs? So, every time they commit a crime, one limb is removed. Those who insist on courting death will die immediately. Hmm." She thought for a moment and added, "I know you guys eat the meat, but throw the bones back to me. And by the way, add the contestant's name. Yeah, the transfer fee I paid can't be in vain."

A word popped up in the air: "Good!"

Zi Feng turned to the Chinese players and said, "Listen up, those of you who are illuminated by the light. If you want to survive, don't be reckless and don't be obsessed with death. Otherwise, you will lose your limbs and even your life."

Everyone nodded, but someone looked at the marked one and asked, "Where are they?"

Zi Feng replied calmly: "According to the standards of serious players, you have opened a back door. If you don't seek death, you won't die." The group of people didn't know what to say. In such an obvious scene of fighting, they didn't even take action. They deserved to be despised.

Zi Feng paid the money readily. After the group entered the strange world, they found themselves on a busy street. Looking at the strangeness on the road, Zi Feng couldn't say anything. There were ghosts with strange dead shapes, and all sorts of monsters. Zi Feng grabbed one at random, a female demon that looked like a fox, and asked, "Are you from the demon clan?"

After struggling for a long time to save its tail, the fox said, "Those who look like animals here with a physical body are demons, and those without a physical body are ghost cultivators. Those who look like humans are all ghost cultivators, and those who are still alive are humans who have passed through. I am a ghost fox."

Zi Feng nodded and asked again: "Speaking of which, where should we set up the stall here?"

The ghost fox pointed to the roadside and said, "Do you see those stalls? Just find a place to set up. Just a word of caution, there might be robberies."

Zi Feng nodded and said, "Oh, you can't blame me if you're asking for death."

She came to a good-looking spot and was about to set up her stall when a green-faced, fang-toothed demon appeared in front of her. The first thing he said was, "I want this place."

Zi Feng shook his neck, and his legs transformed into snake tails, which whipped the evil ghost away with one blow: "Don't mess with me!"

All the ghosts on the street shuddered. Okay, okay, this little girl is more ferocious than them, right? But the next moment, they saw the golden wheel of merit on the little girl's back. Suddenly, all the ghosts knelt down. Had they encountered a saint? Zi Feng calmly set up her stall, looking at the items on the National Fortune stall system. There was nothing interesting. She still grabbed the ghost fox and asked, "Do you have ghost beads here? Ghost crystals?"

Ghost Fox said, "Adults do have some, but they usually only have ghost coins. One hundred ghost coins equal one ghost bead, which can be exchanged at the weird bank over there. Ten thousand ghost beads equal one ghost crystal."

Zi Feng nodded, thinking about selling a pot and a stack of bowls, then poured another pot of water. Then he took out his demon refining pot and poured ten drops of spiritual liquid into the pot of water. He stirred it, and started selling it for one ghost coin per spoonful.

Suddenly, not only were the ghost fox and the ghost watching the operation at a loss, even the National Fortune stall system was also confused by this operation. It suddenly bubbled up and said, "Wait, wait, is this really okay?"

Zi Feng replied, "Every species can drink the spiritual liquid. What's the problem?"

National Destiny Stall System: "Set up a stall, sell water?"

Zi Feng had just set up his stall when the ghosts over there were eager to try and started placing orders. Seeing that the stock was almost gone, Zi Feng bought another pot. As for those who were causing trouble, there really were no troubles. It was not for any other reason, but ghosts could still tell who was the one and who should not be provoked.

Just as a group of people were queuing up obediently, a yellow-haired foreigner appeared in front of the line. He looked at the water Zi Feng was selling and reached out to take it. Zi Feng said disdainfully, "Give me money."

The foreigner was blabbering in a very arrogant manner. Fortunately, the language here was synchronized. The foreigner said: "We are all survivors, and we are still charging."

Zi Feng looked at the ghosts behind him and said, "There's a dealer here. Whoever pays him can take the person away." The ghosts immediately became eager to try. Zi Feng added, "Stay away from my stall. If blood splashes on my stall, don't blame me for getting angry."

Without a word, the ghosts swiftly dragged the human away. Wasn't that what they owed? The ghosts understood the stall owner's request, so what else was there to say? They dragged him away. By this point, Zi Feng was too lazy to pretend to be human, so he was now half human and half snake. Here's the point: Meng Po, strictly speaking, is a descendant of the Wa clan, but a descendant of the deceased Nuwa.

Therefore, it was no problem for Zi Feng to pretend to be Meng Po now. Moreover, after she had been playing for a while, Meng Po came over to play. However, she was playing with Meng Po soup. Zi Feng asked curiously, "No, who drinks Meng Po soup as water?"

Meng Po: "What are you putting out?"

Zi Feng replied: "Spiritual liquid mixed with water." After she said that, she started to perform on the spot.

Meng Po complained: "You are such a waste."

Zi Feng happily took out a demon refining pot and said, "Do you want this? I'll give you a million ghost crystals for one pot. I really didn't make any money from you."

Meng Po complained: "I don't have that much money."

Zi Feng was instantly unhappy, and after thinking about it, he said, "Why not exchange it for a ghost weapon that humans can use?"

Meng Po glanced at her and said, "Can you use that garbage?"

Zi Feng said disdainfully: "What? I use it for those human friends. I gave you delicious food. It's normal to pay, right?"

Meng Po nodded and said, "Okay, you wait."

Afterwards, Meng Po started snatching things in the street. Zi Feng curiously asked the ghost fox next to him: "No, is it appropriate to just snatch them directly?"

The ghost fox replied: "Except for Lord Yama, Meng Po usually has the final say."

Zi Feng was silent for a moment before complaining, "Is Meng Po so popular?"

The ghost fox replied: "Ahem, Meng Po rarely wants this kind of raw things. Ghost weapons that are too high are useless to you humans, so you can only grab them and sell them now."

Zi Feng nodded. Is that really a good explanation? However, she still happily posted in the survival group: "Come to my booth to give out ghost weapons. Forget about those who are disliked. Also, there are more ghosts at my booth, so don't be so rude."

What could a group of players say? That was it. They hadn't walked far, so they gathered quickly. Then, Meng Po happily handed out weapons. Zi Feng instructed, "Well, these were all looted. If they want to redeem them, just ask them for more ghost beads or something. If anyone's been robbed, come and complain. Meng Po is here to collect the bill."

All the weird things, is it really okay to say that? Just a group of weird people looked at the powerful Meng Po and sighed, forget it, forget it, it's better to lose money to avoid disaster. They can also see clearly that these humans have been marked and cannot be harmed. Since this is the case, the rest of the matter can still be discussed.