Survival in the ocean: I got the ability to draw ten times in a row

Chapter 420 Cleaning Up the Loot

He saw a huge signboard with a line of unscrupulous characters written on it.

"North Street Slave Market!"

Han Xing was silent for a while.

Uncle Daolang didn't seem to notice Han Xing's silence, and continued to introduce:

"Hope City has a total of four streets, southeast, northwest, and the layout is very simple. Each street has different functions. North Street, for example, is a place dedicated to trading slaves, selling weapons, monster corpses, and even a gladiatorial arena. Here, we just have to go further in..."

He didn't go on, but skipped North Street and introduced another street:

"East Street is where brothels, taverns, and hotels gather; South Street is the administrative district, where Hope City's management agencies are located; West Street is where scavengers, mercenaries like you and me gather, and hunters. Union territory."

What Dao Lang said is the most basic information about City of Hope. If he doesn't say anything, Han Xing can quickly find out if he asks someone else.

But with his active leadership, Han Xing can avoid many detours and save a lot of time.

At this time, Daolang seemed to hear something, and suddenly asked:

"By the way, do you have a hunter's badge?"

"No." Han Xing shook his head honestly.

Daolang smiled: "Then after you sell the body of the stab wolf, I'll take you to the Hunter Union to register for a badge."

"Although this badge may not have any special effects, it can also prove your identity within the scope of Haicheng, and it can bring certain conveniences."

Han Xing was still very curious about the Hunter Union, but he knew that he couldn't ask too many questions, otherwise it would attract suspicion.

So he suppressed his curiosity and didn't ask immediately. Anyway, he could learn more about it later when the Hunter Guild came.

Daolang is really familiar with City of Hope, and maybe his original identity as a killer made it easier for him to get in touch with the three religions and underground forces.

Han Xing killed the body of the big stabbing wolf, and under his leadership, he sold 120 five-element crystals in an inconspicuous cabin.

It was 20 yuan higher than the official purchase price of City of Hope.

Metal, wood, water, fire, earth, five elements crystal stone.

Because of the special energy contained in the spar, coupled with the small amount, it has now become the basic currency used by players for transactions.

Seeing that Dao Lang had such a way, Han Xing had a thought, and simply cleaned up the loot that he didn't need.

"Wait a minute, I also want to sell some other things, such as weapons, equipment, etc., will you accept them?"

The owner of the wooden house is a thin old man in his 50s with gray hair.

And the old man who can survive in the monster world is obviously not simple.

He frowned, and directly pointed out the source of Han Xing's spoils: "Murder's equipment? Take it! Even if you kill the guards of Hope City and snatch their equipment, I will take it too!"

"Uh, you misunderstood. I just accidentally saw two groups of people going shopping, and finally died together. I couldn't bear to waste the equipment, so I picked it up from the battlefield." Han Xing shook his head in denial.

I am a good person, how can I be the kind of person the old man said, and I look down on him too much.

"Okay, no matter how you got here, take it out quickly." The old man urged.

Dao Lang was also curious, wondering what kind of equipment this little brother he only knew wanted to sell.

Then, while the two were first shocked, then stunned, and finally stunned, Han Xing took off the gloves on both hands, revealing the ten fingers with magic rings underneath.

Immediately, the magic light flashed continuously, and the equipment, weapons, and props that were not needed in the space ring were all thrown out in one go.

Stacked in the wooden house, it almost became a hill.

and.

Han Xing looked around and found that the wooden house was too small, and there seemed to be no place to stay. He couldn't help but said with some regret: "Let's sell these first, and sell the rest later, there is no place to put them."

???

The old man and Dao Lang opened their mouths wide, opened and closed twice, and were silent for a while.

What the hell do you have left! ?
After half an hour.

The closed door of the cabin finally opened, and Daolang walked out with Han Xing with a complicated expression on his face. He opened his mouth but hesitated:

"You...did you happen to pick up a lot of battlefields that perished together?"

Han Xing smiled and replied casually: "There are not many, just two or three. Some of the equipment is inherent in space items, and most of them are of little value."

He probably sold more than 100 pieces of various things, but in the end he only sold 500 spar and [-] Hope City banknotes, Hope Coins.

It is a bunch of banknotes with face value printed on them, which are forced by the City of Hope officials, and must be used for transactions on the open side of the city.

Of course, these are just a bunch of waste paper, and most people don't want it at all.

This is also the reason why Dao Lang brought Han Xing to the wooden house for private transactions. The old man is a relatively large black market merchant in Hope City.

Daolang nodded, shook his head, and said: "Forget it, now I will take you to the Hunter Guild to collect the badge."

On the way, Han Xing asked about the forces in Hope City.

Daolang explained with a smile:
"When Hope City was first established, it was just a territory established by a player who had obtained the Heart of the Territory. At that time, the system's chat system had not been closed. He called on other players to join him on the chat forum, so many people started from People came from all over the city, and naturally formed more than a dozen armed groups..."

"It's still the same sentence, where there are people, there will be battles. After more than a dozen armed teams fought fiercely, there were only three left, and the player who became the lord also died in the battle."

"No one of the remaining three parties can do anything to the other, and coupled with the threats of monsters, sub-humans, and wild beasts, they know that if they continue to fight, all three will lose, giving others an opportunity to take advantage of, so the three of them reached a contract and formed The alliance formed today's Hope City, and these three families became what everyone calls aristocrats..."

Hearing this, Han Xing sighed softly: "Sure enough, human beings... So, the other player territories in Haicheng are also in the same situation?"

Hearing his words, Dao Lang smiled: "Little brother, I actually wanted to ask you a long time ago, aren't you a player born in Haicheng? Are you from another city?"

"Yes, I'm from Qincheng."

Han Xing was not surprised. He nodded and admitted that he knew almost nothing about these forces in Haicheng, and Daolang would find out sooner or later.

"Qincheng? There seems to be no Qincheng in the cities near Haicheng that have opened up trading channels. Let me take a look at the map..."

Dao Lang muttered to himself, then opened the map panel and began to search for Qin Cheng.

Suddenly, his whole body froze, and he took a breath:
"hiss!!"

He raised his head in disbelief and stared at Han Xing in shock: "Little brother, are you really from Qincheng!?
That is an inland city, but it is separated by more than a dozen cities from our sea city, thousands of miles away... How did you get here! ? "

Dao Lang's eyes flickered violently. He felt that Han Xing was lying to him, and he was a little upset. He could be said to be heart-to-heart with him, but this kid has been playing with him all the time! ?
Seeing something wrong in Daolang's eyes, Han Xing sighed helplessly and said seriously:
"I'm really from Qincheng, but my appearance in Haicheng was due to an accident. It's not that I really traveled across thousands of miles of unknown areas..."

(End of this chapter)