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Chapter 111 Missed a three-box bag?

Yan Chong hurriedly chased after him.

Although after leaving the police station, under the strong obstruction of the dean and teachers, Yan Chong did not have further contact with Xue Shutao, but Yan Chong also had some careful thoughts about Xue Shutao.

And now that rumors about the two of them are spreading all over the sky, Xue Shutao has not come forward to clarify, which shows that she may also have some small thoughts in her heart.

But if Xue Shutao is also a reincarnation, then the structure of the whole story will be different.

If she has such ability and can appear in the auction house, then does she still need Yan Chong to come out to be a hero and save the beauty?
It's a pity that there is usually no fog on the body of the reincarnated person. Yan Chong chased for a long time but couldn't find that person, and he couldn't even be sure that it was Xue Shutao.

But he came to the front of a small booth by mistake.

Seeing Yan rushing towards him, a thick and thick man with a stubble face began to sell.

"What good things do you have here?" Yan Chong asked.

"Recovery medicine, all kinds of equipment..." the bearded uncle said, "If you are willing to spend money, the best thing I have here is a three-compartment bag."

"Three compartment bag?" Yan Chong asked.

This is undoubtedly a piece of equipment that can provide extra storage space, and for Yan Chong, who is not very powerful, this is a very useful thing.

However, when the power is increased by five or seven points, three potential points need to be consumed to increase the space by three grids at once. From a certain point of view, it is equivalent to an increase of nine potential points worth of space.

This kind of thing can't be bought even with star coins, so how could it appear on the street?

So Yan Chong laughed and said, "You wouldn't just sew a pocket with cloth and fool me, would you?"

This building prohibits violence and the use of power to harm the interests of others, but it does not prohibit coaxing.

Because the things in the dungeon lack a unified value certification, and this is in the surrounding stalls, as long as both parties agree when the transaction is completed, then the transaction is considered reasonable and legal.

Your ability to flick the other party's money into your own pocket is your skill, and because of the prohibition of violence, it is difficult for the other party to trouble you.

So Yan Chong had to ask the matter clearly.

"Of course not!" said the bearded uncle, "This is serious space equipment. If it wasn't for its side effects, I wouldn't sell it!"

Yan Chong proposed to take a look.

Vampire Pocket: A waist item that can provide an additional three storage compartments.

Side Effects: You develop an inexplicable enthusiasm for blood and a strong aversion to things like garlic, crosses, and holy water.

If there is no contact with blood for more than three hours, it will fall into a state of amnesia.

"That's it?" Yan Chong said.

He felt that this side effect was negligible compared to the extra space of three grids.

It doesn't say that it must suck human blood, so chicken blood, duck blood, and monster blood can also be used!
And just in case, you can also put some blood in a bottle in advance for backup.

"Uncle, you wouldn't be so kind, would you?" Yan Chong said.

"It's not that I don't want money." The uncle said, "One hundred thousand common currency."

Yan Chong: "Goodbye!"

It's too expensive!

If it's an ordinary three-compartment bag, Yan Chong thinks it's worth the price, even spending a few star coins is not too much.

But based on this negative effect, it is a bit too expensive, right?

Yan Chong made a gesture and wanted to leave, but was suddenly stopped by the bearded uncle.

"Don't worry! I'll make an offer here, and you can counter the price!" said the bearded uncle.

The symbol on his head is a red heart, indicating that his weakness is lust, but unfortunately Yan Chong is not a woman.

And the weakness is lust, not greed for money, which means that he probably has a lot of bargaining expertise.

"If you think [-] is expensive, you can cut it down to [-]; if [-] is too expensive, you can cut it down to [-]; if it's not possible, [-] is not something you can't consider!" The bearded man explained to Yan Chong, "Don't directly Let's go! You have to bargain! You do it again?"

Seeing how easy-going this uncle is, Yan Chong could only say helplessly: "All right."

Then he pretended to turn around, turned back again, and asked the bearded uncle, "How do you sell your three-compartment bag?"

"One hundred thousand!" The bearded uncle really entered the drama.

"One hundred!" Yan Chong slashed directly.

True-bargaining mysteries: pay back the money on the ground, activate!

"Deal!" The uncle agreed without hesitation at all.

Yan Chong: "???"

The uncle stuffed the bag over and said, "This bag will be yours from now on!"

Yan Chong was completely confused: "Can you explain to me? Why do you buy something worth [-] and sell it for [-]?"

"Hey! I've wanted to deal with it for a long time!" said the uncle, "This bag cannot be discarded voluntarily, it must be traded. If someone makes an offer, I will agree."

"Uh... its effect isn't that bad, is it?" Yan Chong said, "Although the side effects of amnesia are a bit serious, as long as you pay attention to maintaining it, it shouldn't be that difficult."

"The side effects of amnesia are not serious at all." The big man shook his head, "The serious thing is that you can't eat garlic! Do you know that I am from the Northwest, how do you feel if you can't eat garlic when you eat noodles? If you eat noodles without garlic, the taste Less than half!"

Yan Chong: "..."

Is it so exaggerated?

"You don't understand!" The uncle waved his hand, and took out two heads of garlic from the pocket next to him, rubbed them in his hand, and chewed them like peanuts.

Yan Chong: "!!!"

Then the uncle opened his mouth, the smell of garlic!

Because that bag is now Yan Chong's, even if it is not equipped, its effect has already started to activate.

What Yan Chong hates most now is garlic!
As soon as he smelled this smell, he was ready to die!

"Goodbye!" Yan Chong hurriedly dropped the 100 yuan, turned around and ran away.

After running for half a street, I rinsed my mouth vigorously with the mineral water I carried with me, which seemed to dispel the garlic smell in the air.

He never dreamed that he would be so sensitive to the smell of garlic now.

He could smell the onions, ginger, and garlic used in the rice cooker in the lunch boxes.

Now he has the heart to kill.

But after all, he still got a three-compartment bag at a low price of one hundred yuan, and he didn't know whether he made a profit or lost the deal.

Now at the top right of his field of vision, a countdown sign appeared, reminding him of the remaining time of contact with blood.

If the countdown runs out, he will enter a state of amnesia.

Because there were only three hours left, Yan Chong couldn't continue to wander here, he had to find a slaughterhouse or at least a place that sold butchered vegetables to replenish his blood.

Duck blood vermicelli soup seems to be good too?

(End of this chapter)